To the moon ♡ muke

10 - one thousand lonely stars hiding in the cold ☽

"Lukey... Luke, wake up."

Luke whined and opened his eyes. It was dark in his dorm room and that meant it was early. Too early.

"Michael?" He rasped with his deep morning voice. As deep as the voice of a sixteen-year-old could be. "What are you doing here?"

Michael was still in his sleeping shirt and shorts but he looked wide awake.

"Ashton told me to make sure you'd be awake for the class. He said you like to ignore your alarm clocks so I should wake you up if you'd be asleep."

"Where is Ashton anyway?" Luke rubbed his eyes and stretched his stiff limbs out.

"He's home, sick with flu. He said he called but you didn't answer."

"Yeah, I went to bed early." Luke checked the alarm clock he used as his last wake up call if somehow all his other alarms wouldn't be enough.

"Michael!" Luke whined loudly. "It's only half seven."

"So?"

"Breakfast starts in an hour and school in two."

Michael sat down on Luke's bed all confused. "Ashton said you like to wake up before the sun comes up."

The look Luke gave him said more than enough.

"I guess I didn't sense the sarcasm in his words."

"Clearly," Luke said with a grumpy tone. "Come on. Let's go back to sleep."

The younger boy scooted to the wall and Michael who was quite tired himself laid down next to him.

Luke wasn't sure why he didn't make him sleep on Ashton's bed or in his own bedroom but he liked Michael there. Calming breathing, that was nothing like Ashton's uneven mixture of snoring and loud breathing, lulled him back to sleep.

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What are you doing next week?

Luke looked at the piece of paper Michael had passed him and then to the boy himself.

No plans. Why?

Michael took a while to write his answer back and was starting to get nervous.

My parents are out of town and it's my birthday so the principal said I can have a small get together at school. Some movies and video games nothing much. You in?

Over the weekend there'd often be themed evenings and planned activities for students who didn't go home. Calum had a pizza party for his birthday here as well so it wasn't anything new.

I'll have to talk to my mum but sure.

"Why didn't you tell me it's your birthday?" Luke questioned. This time they were in Michael's room watching a movie. Calum was somewhere with Liam, probably making out.

"I did. I invited you to the party." Michael chuckled.

Recently Luke found out one of Michael's magic sources was fire. He never asked and he stopped looking at his wrists to see the tattoo. If Michael didn't want him to see his tattoo he was okay with it.

Fire magic came with the convenient fresh popcorn Michael could make with the heat that came from his hands. They'd glow red but then in a second, they'd be back to their normal temperature.

"Now I only have four days to come up with a gift."

"My birthday isn't until Thursday I'll just celebrate it this Saturday. And Luke, you don't have to get me anything."

Luke rolled his eyes. "Of course I do. You'll turn seventeen right?"

Michael nodded.

"That's a big number."

"Well I'm not growing any grey hairs yet so I'll guess I'll be fine."

They both started to laugh and Luke ran his fingers through Michael's dyed red hair. "It's not like it would show with so much hair dye on your head. What I meant was that Ashton turned seventeen a few months ago and he wrote a paper in which he discussed why this year would be big for him."

"Sounds like Ashton. What did he discover?"

"Statistically showing most people find their soulmate at the age of seventeen. You also connect with your magic by this age and you make the most career decisions at the age of seventeen."

Michael chuckled. "Well if one of these things will come true it'll be a good year. I thought I found my soulmate when I turned thirteen. He just got his tattoo and lived on our street, he was older and very cool."

An uneasy feeling settled in Luke's stomach. "You liked him?"

"I liked the idea of having a soulmate as cool as him. Turned out he only showed interest in me because he knew I already had my tattoo."

"I'm sorry."

Luke read about the pressure that was present in the life of people with more than one tattoo.

"Don't be. We're still good friends, he's actually coming on Saturday."

For some reason, Luke wasn't as excited about that as Michael seemed to be.

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End of part one.

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I've split this into three parts of ten chapters. Each part represents an era in their relationship. They're now friends and Luke learned their past but we all need to know their future.

Thoughts? Some cute muke?

Which magic do you think Michael has?

Birthday party?

Love, Lucija ♡