the little secret ,, muke + mashton

Chapter 23

Whew! Chapter 23! I hope you enjoy!

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[Michael's P.O.V.]

I continue to walk down the street, not going anywhere specific. I can't believe that Ashton would try and do something like that after last time. I mean.... I kind of... enjoyed it, but I have Luke. And, I love him more than anything.

I drag my feet down the sidewalk, heading towards the park that I always go to when I am upset. I don't think that the other boys know about it, so I should be safe.

I hurry across the crosswalk and see the park in the near distance. All I got to do is stay here all day, possibly all night, and Ashton will get over his "flirting with Michael" phase.

After 10 minutes of walking, I finally reach my destination.

"Thank god." I whisper, plopping down on a bench next to an elderly couple. I look around, surveying the area. Calum or Ashton didn't follow me or find me. That's great!

"Hello." I say to the couple, waving.

"Hello young man." The woman replies, giving me a heartwarming smile.

"I like your hair." The man blurts out, his wife chuckling. Ah, well, everyone loves my hair don't they?

"Oh yes, it's nice!" She says. I laugh and sigh.

"So what is your name?" The elderly man asks.

"Michael. Clifford. Michael Clifford, you probably haven't heard of me, but I'm in a band." I explain. They both nod.

"Oh, a band. I remember all the bands from my day." The elderly couple says at the same time. I nod slowly, please don't tell a story, please don't tell a story.

"I'm Peter, and this Martha." He says, waving his hand towards who I presume is his wife.

"Nice to meet you both." I say, smiling at them.

"Yes..... well, I think Martha and I shall be going now." Peter slowly gets up from his seat, and helps Martha get up as well. Peter shakes as he pulls up Martha, losing his balance, and I catch him before he falls. He mumbles a 'thank you' and leads Martha out of the park. Well they were nice.

I see a tall, lean, boy walking up the path to the center of the park. I squint and lean a bit to get a better look at him. Is that....... Luke? Shit, what if he hates me? I can't let him see me.

I panic and search the area for a hiding spot. I see 3 large trees all next to each other and run behind one. He nears the tree and press my back to it, and hold my breath, so he can't hear my heavy breathing. Seconds pass and I hear silence. I exhale and peer around the tree. I see no blonde locks in sight, and I step out from behind the tree. I brush off the bark and wood chips from clothes and sit back down on the same bench as before.

I sigh, and begin to get bored easily. I tap my fingers on my leg, and decide to go on Twitter, which I haven't been on in a couple of weeks. I force my hand into my small pocket, and struggle while pulling the phone out of it. It takes a couple minutes to wiggle it out, but I manage to pull it out of the pocket.

I open up the Twitter app and compose a tweet.

@Michael5SOS: "Hey guys... I know that I havent been on lately. I'm sorry... Luke is sick so we havent been out in public that much. And were supposed to be on tour in Europe, but its been postponed." (A/N that's about 143 characters but...)

I send the tweet and wait for the retweets and favourites to stack up. I scroll through my mentions and answer a few fans as well as following some. Some people ask if Luke is okay, and I tell them everything is fine. Even though it isn't. I know he's okay because I just saw him but he's ignoring us and I don't know how long he's going to isolate himself from us. I don't even know why we haven't seen any fans lately either. It's strange...