Dangerously || Short Story 5SOS / COMPLETE

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Skylar's POV

The next morning I sit out on my front porch. Luke didn't come last night, and I'd really like to talk to him. I'm so worried about him, who knows where and what he is doing. Just on que, he rolls into the driveway and I rush over to his car. He gets out and pushes me out of the way.

"Luke, please. We need to talk." I tell him.

"About what? How you enjoyed kissing Michael in front of me?" He spats and I feel my heart shatter.

"No. About us."

"There's nothing to talk about us. It's done."

"Luke, I didn't mean for this to end this way. Or end at all." I say.

For the first time this morning, he looks at me in the eyes with sorrow. "Then why did you kiss him?"

I try to find an answer. But there really wasn't an explanation why I kissed him. I just did because it felt like it was right too. Maybe it was suppose to be Michael. Kissing Michael was a whole different feeling then kissing Luke. With Michael it felt like I was in the right place, like I was at home. Luke, yes he put me on cloud9 but most times it felt empty.

"Just leave me alone Skylar." He says and begins to walk away.

"Luke." I say one last time.

He turns out around but doesn't make eye contact with me. "What?" He coldly looks at the ground.

"Never mind." I say and walk away. This was all ruined. How would Liz feel? What would she think? Would Luke go back to his old self?

I walk across the street with my hands in my pocket. I head into my house and head up to my room. I lay down on my bed and close my eyes as tears flutter out. I get up and take down the pictures of Luke and I that will just haunt me. I didn't even mean to hurt him. I never would have. Why did this have to happen to me?

I text Ashton to come over to see if we can talk. I'm not in the mood for Michael's talk, I just need space from him and Luke. Calum, he's always good with words. But this is a call for Ashton. Ten minutes later Ashton shows up and I let him in. I introduce my mom to Ashton, and then proceed upstairs to my room. I shut my door and sit on my bed.

"So what's up?" Ashton asks grabbing onto one of my big teddy bears as he leans on.

I cry. He shifts the teddy bear away and moves closer to hug me. "I ruined everything." I say.

"What do you mean?" He asks all confused.

"Last night Michael kissed me, and I kissed him back.... Luke came and saw us. And now Luke and I broke up, and I don't know what to do anymore." I say in between sobs.

"Who do you really love? That's the question here. Michael or Luke." He says.

"I don't know!" I say in a kinda yell. We both just stay quiet. "I think it was Michael all along, Ashton." I tell him.

"Why do you think Michael?"

"Being with him just feels like safety. With Luke, I felt safe but it also felt like I was in a danger zone." I say soaking up my tears.

"Michael really loves you, that's for sure. He talks about you all time when I'm with him and Calum. He talks about how he wishes he was your boyfriend instead of Luke." Ashton says.

I look at him in the eyes and than across the room at a picture of Michael and I when we were 4. He just moved into the neighborhood. That day, he fell off his little plastic motor cycle and scrapped his knee. I gave him my lollipop to finish because he was crying like a big baby.

"Thanks Ashton." I say and he kisses my forehead.

We both get up and go next door, I noticed Calum was at his house. Probably for the same reason Ashton was here for me. I walk right in and go downstairs to Michael's man cave where Karen said the boys were. Calum was playing Call Of Duty as always, and Michael was sitting on the bean bag watching Calum play. I plop down on Michael's lap and give him the sweetest kiss.

Sparks fly when our lips touch. And I feel safe. So at home, when his arms cuddle me in for shelter. It all felt so right, of where it was suppose to be. A pull away and noticed Michael smiling like an idiot... my idiot.

"I love you" I whispered in his ear before giving him one last kiss. Leaning my head on his shoulder, I take a deep breath in. This is where it all was suppose to be. Michael and I against the universe.