Flaws are fine (muke fanfic)

Chapter 9

L u k e (cont.)

I just sat there and shook his body, there was still a heart beat at least.

I shook him one last time until I looked up at his face and his red swollen like eyes opened up from crying so much. He didn't say a word but I just sat him up and cleaned him up.

After that I took him over to the couch in the living room.
"Michael, why do this to yourself?" I question him

"Why not? It's actually the best thing to happen to me all day."

"No. Your hurting yourself when there are people that care about you. The others that say things about you are just stupid and you know it's not true."

He stays silent for a moment.
"Luke, who really cares about me? My family could have cared less if I died. I lost all of my old friends and they don't want to be near me anymore." He mumbles on while looking at the floor

"I care about you." I state

He looks up at me in shock as if he was thinking I was helping him out for no reason.

"Really?" He says looking up at me.

"Well duh! And your are not ugly, fat, or stupid in any way."

"thanks I guess." He says while wiping away a few more tears.

I say there right beside him and laid down with him to comfort him.

M i c h a e l P.O.V

I can't believe I finally know someone truly cares about me.

Luke laid his head right close to my side and closed his eyes to comfort me.
Is it weird that my body feels tingly right now? Oh what the heck. Of course not.

I'm in love that that boy.

I soon close my eyes to get that horrid day out of my mind.

We soon both woke up at the same time, and in fact it was morning time by then. The sun was shining in down on Luke's perfect face and it was almost like he was glowing. He turned his head to look at me and he smiled directly at me looking in my eyes. I smiled back because he couldn't smile at him!

As we both got up we fell back because Luke tripped over some object. I fell back on my back but of course Luke fell where his chest was on my chest, also before we knew it our lips had fell on each others.

I felt fireworks and all tingly inside.
"Oh my, I am so sorry Michael."
We both laughed it off but I didn't want it to stop. Like I had Basorexia or something. That was the most awkward thing. But Luke's so cute when he's awkward.

He walked away, when I could still see a little smirk on his face.

Basorexia; (n.) Overwhelming desire to kiss someone.

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