Pathway || m.c

Part 10.

After a long car ride of suffering from PCD and texting Luke nearly nonstop, we were finally pulling up in my driveway. I didn't move because I didn't want to leave the presence of Michael.

My phone buzzed once again, Luke's name appearing on the screen.

"You could have at least told me you were with Luke before I did what I did last night," Michael sighed, looking to the right out his window. I began chuckling softly, which turned into a full out laugh. The more I thought about that actually happening, the funnier it became. "I don't see how that is very funny."

I thought everyone now knew about Luke coming out as gay. I mean, it was quite obvious. Michael obviously didn't know.

"It's funny because there is no way in the world I would go after Luke. Visa versa," I replied, my laughter flattening. "Luke is gay, Michael. Him and I used to be best friends and stopped because he liked the same guy I did. Stupid, I know, but that's not the point. We've been trying to mend things between us over the past week so we've been trying to plan a little get together like coffee or something."

As I looked over to meet his sparkling green eyes, I was instead met with a face of pure regret and sympathy. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I didn't mean to assume that."

After an amazing night spent alone with Michael, I couldn't help but find his apology extremely cute. The silence stretched between us, our eyes locked in something I could only describe as lust. The moment was soon ruined by his phone ringing.

"It's Mum."

I watched as Michael answered, turning his head to the side and engulfing in a conversation with his Mum.

Numerous more text messages were passed between Luke and I until we had finally rearranged for tomorrow to be our coffee date. Despite not talking to him for a countless amount of months, I couldn't ignore the swell in my heart knowing I was mending things with him. Luke and I were so close.

I was snapped from my thoughts when Michael tensed up beside me. He stepped out of the car, a heated discussion rising on the phone. As if instinct, I stepped out of the car as well to follow him. He was leaning against the back and the moment he saw me, he walked away.

"No, I promise, I'm not there," I managed to hear as he turned his back. Was he hiding something from me? I decided to make my way to the front door and sit while I waited for him to get off the phone.

It seemed like forever, but when he eventually pulled the phone from his ear, I stood up. "Is everything okay?"

He gave me a small, curt nod before envolping me in a warming hug. "Where is this going?"

I frowned, staring down at my muddy shoes, knowing exactly what he was talking about. I, myself, was wondering the same thing. Michael was good looking, I'll give him that, but I didn't see myself with him. "Michael, I-"

"Don't want anything?" His hands dropped from around me and that familiar warm feeling went away. I didn't exactly want nothing with him, but I couldn't see a committed relationship in the near future.

It had been on my mind since last night and I couldn't seem to shake it. Things had felt comfortable but I never really liked the thought of relationships. I guess they weren't for me.

"I like you, Michael, I do. I'm just not sure of what I want. Maybe in a year when I figure out who I really am and when the world begins to make sense. But at the moment, I can't. I'm so broken within myself and I don't know how a relationship will impact that," I tried to reason with him and I saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes. I hoped he understood.