Sugar Lips | lashton au | book 1

eleven

omfg this is at 440 in fanfic im screeching

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Being dragged into the closet the first thing I done was fight back, until I heard a whine and a small swear slip from my attackers before the light clicked on. The colored hair I could notice anywhere. Michael Clifford.

"Michael?! Why did you drag me in here?" I yelled.

"Sh, I just wanted to talk to you." He said.

"Well there was no need to drag me into the broom closet!" I snapped.

"Hear me out," he started.

"Why?" I said directly into his face.

"This wasn't my idea." He said holding his palms up.

"Well who's was it? Because I'm about to walk right out that door-"

"Thanks bud." That god awful deep voice said from behind me as I heard the door open and close again.

"Luke." I groaned.

"I'm out, he's a violent ray of death." Michael said walking towards the door.

"I'm leaving too." I said.

"No you're not." Luke said grabbing my arm and pulling me back in front of him.

"This a form of kidnapping."

"Shut up." He said before grabbing my waist and pressing me against the wall. I gasped as my back collided with the wall and my bookbag fell from my shoulder.