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I yawned, turning over and throwing my arm around me, landing on Michael. Except.. Michael wasn't there. I sat up quickly, my eyes adjusting to the brightness of the room. It had been a few weeks since we had played truth or dare in the pool and Mark was back to being normal, confident, retarded Mark.We were all back to loving normal, confident, retarded Mark.
"Michael?" I called out groggily, getting out of bed. No answer. I made my way into the main part of the house, wearing only boxers. I had lived with these boys for so long that I was comfortable practically wearing nothing.
I was met with a different sight in the living room. Well really the hallway. Mark was standing there, he was eyeing me as I was practically wearing nothing. Ye he was my friend and we were comfortable around each other but not this comfortable.
"Oh. H-Hi Mark. Can I go into the living room?" I asked awkwardly.
"No. Uh Michael and Calum are making you a- uh- surprise- breakfast. Just-uh- go get dressed and I'll come get you when it's done!" Mark rushed and practically pushed me back to Michael and I's shared room, slamming the door.
I furrowed my eyebrows and got dressed like Mark said. Luckily I didn't have to leave the room to go to the bathroom other wise I might be hounded by Mark again. I fixed my hair, brushed my teeth and may or may not have sung along to some cheesy 80's songs with my brush as a microphone.
After I finished with my normal morning routine I moved from the bathroom too my bed in attempt to screw around on twitter. But the second my butt hit the fluffy grey comforter the door swung open revealing Michael. He was wearing one of my shirts and long boxers, what he wears to bed.
"Good morning Lukey!" Michael smiled and came over to ther bed where he promptly took my hand and pulled me up and out of the room, down the hall and to the living room all before I got to say anything.
The living room definitely looked different. There was a christmas tree backed up in the corner of the living room beside the fireplace where five stockings hung. A large box of ornaments was on the floor and Christmas decor was hung everywhere.
I opened my mouth to speak but Ashton was first, his voice coming from somewhere behind me.
"Luke you've missed the last five Christmas Holidays.I know you missed the holiday but you couldn't do it because it would just remind you of all the Christmases that you spent with him. This year, since Michael is back we got up and we decorated the house so you can have the Christmas you missed. Now Mark, Calum and I are gonna go and get some gifts and let you and Michael have some alone time. You should decorate the tree like you always used to do with him and bake us some cookies since you are the only one who can cook decently. I've missed your sugar cookies."
I spun around and latched onto the hazel eyes boy, wrapping my arms around him impossibly tight. "Thank you thank you thank you! I missed this too Ashton."
"Don't just thank me. This was Calums idea and Mark helped a lot too," Ash told me.
I turned again to hug both of the dark haired boys at once, thanking them over and over again.
After a few more hugs and a few tears shed at this sentimental, renewed tradition, Mark,Calum and Ash left for the mall to get their presents.
Michael had already started to unbox ornament after ornament. Each one had a special memory so they all went up and in the end very little green was showing due to the sheer amount. This was why we could never get a real tree. All the weight would cause the branches to break.
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Broken Waves
Fanfictionbro·ken ˈbrōkən/ adjective 1. having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order. |Muke| |M.Clifford| |L. Hemmings|