the little secret ,, muke + mashton

Chapter 5

Luke's P.O.V.

"Ugh, shut the fuck up" I yell to my alarm clock as if it could hear me. I sit up and squint to get a better look at the time. 5:45 am. I hate getting up early. I absolutely hate it.

"Luke?" I hear Michael's voice call out.

"Yes Michael?" I ask.

"I heard yelling or something. 'You alright?"

"Yes Michael, I'm fine. 'Was just screamin' at the alarm clock. Ya know I hate waking up early." I chuckle and Michael giggles as well.

"So, we have to go record today." Michael says, finally getting out of the bed. I groan and try to protest, "Bu-"

Michael cuts me off and speaks before I can oblige. "No buts, we have to. This is the last song on the album, so after this we won't half to record for a while, then we can spend some more time together."

"We should also spend time with Calum and Ashton. Maybe we can all go grab a bite to eat after we finish recording?" I suggest. Michael nods, walking over to me and kissing my nose. I blush and he smiles.

"Alright, well get dressed. We need to go in like- 15 minutes -" Michael says.

I quickly change into a pair of my favourite skinny jeans and a tee shirt. I pick up two different pairs of shoes and try to decide which to wear with my outfit. I'll just go ask Michael. I think to myself.

"Michael!" I quietly yell, knocking on his bedroom door.

"One sec!" He yells back. I hear a 'click' and the door swings open.

"What ya need lover boy?" I roll my eyes and hold up the pairs of shoes.

"Which ones?" He laughs and points to the shoes in my left hand.

"Those ones, definitely those ones." I give him a warming smiles and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Why thank you Mikey." He returns the smile and shuts his door. "Oh and hurry up, I'm assuming that we have to leave in, what, 5 minutes?" I shrug to myself and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.

Michael's P.O.V.

I finish changing and take out my phone and quickly check my twitter. I follow a couple of fans and scroll through my mentions quickly. I try not to look at the hurtful comments that are still appearing in my mentions, but I can't. I have to look at them. I don't know why I'm doing this to myself though?

I feel tears forming in my eyes and I don't bother to wipe them away. I just want to kill myself. This is the first time in my whole life that I actually want to kill myself. I, Michael Gordon Clifford wants to kill myself.

I let the tears fall from my eyes and onto my sweater. I throw the phone onto my bed and rush to the bathroom. "Luke!" I say, trying to muffle my cries. "I uh, need to use the bathroom, hurry up!" The door suddenly opens and I remember that I haven't even wiped my face.

"Michael? What's wrong, you can tell me." He tries to hug me but I push him away and run into the bathroom and lock myself in. I ignore Luke's constant pleads to let him into the room. "Leave me alone! Go to the studio, I'll be there soon!"

"No! I'm not leaving you here like this. I'll just sit outside until you decide to come out!" I sigh and yell back at him, "Whatever!" I open the medicine cabinet and look for something sharp. I see a blade just sitting there, unused. I carefully grab it and grin to myself. "Perfe...." I don't finish my sentence and my grin fades away.

Michael do you really want to do this to yourself?

Are you that... stupid?

I toss the blade back in the cabinet. "I'll be back for you... later." I finally wipe the tears away from my face and walk out of the bathroom.

"Let's go." I say towards Luke who's staring at me blankly. He sighs but I hear his footsteps behind me.

Luke's P.O.V.

What's up with Michael? His attitude changed ever since we got to the studio. Michael already finished recording, so he stormed off and probably went home, so we decided that today wasn't the best day to go out to lunch with each other. Now it's Calum's turn to record.

"So Luke, what happened between you and Michael last night?" He asks, nudging me in the shoulder.

"Nothing." I reassure him, trying to hide my smile, obviously failing because Ashton is grinning like an idiot.

"Oh spill it already." My cheeks heat up and I spill almost every detail to Ashton.

"Awe!" Ashton chirps, "Well, I won't tell Calum okay?" I nod and he hugs me from me from the side.

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We've finished recording the song and we just have to wait for it to be put together with all the instruments and such.

I tried asking Michael why he was upset earlier but he just made up some excuse like "I was just thinking of what would happen if the other boys caught us." He was such a terrible liar, but I pretended that I believed him. I think I know what's up. I think he's been reading all those nasty comments again. I really hope he doesn't hurt himself.

I hop into bed and stare at the wall for a while. I'd rather be sleeping by Michael's side but I don't want to disturb him. I'm hoping that I can take him out on a date this weekend and ask him to officially be my boyfriend. Well, my secret boyfriend.