Michael*
I walked into the apartment, it's, probably, 3:15am. I threw my jacket carelessly by the front door and walked in all the way.
"Where the hell have you been?" Luke came from around the corner, shouting.
I rolled my eyes. "Out," I shrugged.
"Where?" He put his hands on his hips.
"With Ashton and Calum," i shrugged.
"Lies. I just got off the phone with Calum. He said Ashton was at the studio." He cocked his head up and crossed his arms.
"Okay, I was with Ashton at his dance studio." I shrugged.
"And why exactly were you there so late?" He asked.
"We were hanging out and having a good time. Things I haven't done in a while," I said.
"You have fun with me." He protested.
"No. Not in the last week or so. You've been out every night, and all day. Yeah," i rolled my eyes. "So fun when your boyfriend ignores you for so called 'work'," I smiled and walked off into the living room.
"I have a job! Michael! I can't just sit here with you all the time!" He defended himself.
"You used to. What happened?" I asked and leaned back on the couch.
He clenched his jaw. He shook his head and walked off. He had a very vague expression.
I sighed and sat down. Every relationship has its bumps. This road is just rocky.
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FanficStep daddy: Luke Baby boy: Michael Two problems: Michael's mum and age