Bad × Luke Hemmings ×

Runaway

Michaels POV

I continued to follow Luke down the street, thanks to the darkness and my dark clothing it would be impossible for him to see me if he looked around. I wore my hood up to cover my hair which would have been a cover blower. I'm not sure why I decided to follow him I had no clear plan of what to say to him but I knew I wanted to say something.

He stopped beside an alleyway and I stood in a shop doorway across the road and watched him. Three boys walked up to him and they spoke while Luke watched them trying to talk back but they weren't letting him continuing to speak over him. Their stances looked very aggressive and I could tell by the way the tallest of them had his hands stuck at his sides that he was not happy.

I began to wonder what was wrong when the three of them began throwing punches in Luke's direction. I couldn't just stand there and watch him get the shit beaten out of him.

I ran across the street and started shouting at them to stop they stopped for a split second and looked at me then they laughed bitterly before carrying on with their assault. I desperately looked around wishing someone, anyone would come along and help me break this up but no one came.

There was nothing I could do except put myself inbetween them and hope for the best so that's what I did. I managed to fight off the smallest of the three swinging a punch and forcing him onto the floor. I surprised myself with the strength I could muster to save a little creep that I didn't know.

I knelt down beside Luke and tried to talk to him but he just looked straight ahead not bothering to move his eyes to look at me "Out of the way. Now" The tallest of them growled I stood up gulping hard "No" I said trying to sound rough "Why are you trying to save this little prick? Weren't you at that party earlier?" The smallest said standing up from the floor I nodded "How do you know?" I asked not recognising them from the party earlier on "We were there too" He replied to me quickly "And they're the ones who started the fire" Luke chocked out before getting a rough kick in the side from the tallest of them making him fall to the side groaning "You. You started the fire" I spat at them walking forward slowly I felt anger burning in the pit of my stomach that I hadn't felt in a long time. They walked backwards as I went forward "Hey man it was an accident" One of them said I didn't even care which one said it before I jumped forward lifting my fists as many times as I could to try and connect with his face but he had the advantage of having the two others and I only had Luke not that he would've been much help even if he tried.

They ran away laughing I couldn't find what was so funny. I stood up groaning slightly pain surging through me "Luke?" I called stumbling over to him he didn't speak back. I looked out to see someone walking down the street walking in our direction. I knew how it would look, me stood over Luke with only a few marks and bruises when he was laid on the floor barely moving. It would look like I'd done it and I'd been there before I couldn't go through it again so I ran away.