Maybe I'm Falling For You

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Luke's POV

I knew that I didn't just like Michael. I knew that I loved him. Truly. I wanted to tell him that, but I just couldn't get myself to tell him that. I told Ashton I loved him. But, in all reality I was just confused. I really think i'm in love with Michael.

No. I am, in love with Michael.

"With who now?" Michael ask, eyes wide. "Ashton." I repeat, and can't help thinking of how awkward this drive home will be. What if Michael still has feelings for Ashton? What if he decides he wants him back, and tosses me aside? It's now or never.

"I love you." I whisper, barely audible. "What?" Michael ask, furrowing his eyebrows. "I. I um, I fucking love you okay?" I exclaim. Michael looks clearly shocked and I feel like he's going to reject me, but instead he wraps his arms around my neck, lovingly. "I love you more." He responds, huskily into my ear, causing me to shiver slightly, biting my lip. "Prove it." I challenge.

He smirks, colliding his lips with my own, his fingers raking through my hair, as my hands run up and down his back. These are the types of things that I only wanted to do with him. I wouldn't let anyone else take him from me. Because, he was mine. I was his. I would not let, Ashton or that prick Alexander even attempt to steal him from me. I loved him.

But, you used to hate him. Your thoughts on him could suddenly change one day. He could realize that, Alexander is an attractive guy, and leave you, in a heart beat. Why not save the heart break, and leave while you still can?

Because, I love him. I won't leave him. Never. I loved him too damn much, to lose him over something so stupid. If i'm going to be heartbroken by anyone, it's going to be him. But, I don't mind. It's worth it. He's worth it. His lips leave mine, and I can't help but giggle like a lovesick school girl. Yes, I fucking giggled.

What. Has. Michael. Done. To. Me!

He pecks my lips, and my heart flutters at the small gesture."I love you." He mumbles, into the crook of my neck. "We've established that." I tease, causing him to chuckle against my neck. It was a giggle, but I'll call it a chuckle cause we're men. Hehe.

"I like your last name." I say suddenly, completely out of the blue. He smirks, "Really?" "Yeah, Clifford has a nice ring to it." I say, honestly. He smiles, pressing a kiss under my jaw. "Maybe one day, you can have it. Luke Clifford, sounds pretty nice to me." He bites his lips, nervously. I smile, at the thought. He was so cheesy it was absolutely adorable.

"Let's go, we're keeping Ashton waiting." Michael sighs, turning to walk out the door.

I grab his arm, turning him around to face me. "Let him wait." I whisper, hugging him closely. His arms snake around my waist, and he sighs deeply, into my shoulder. "We can't tell him we're together just yet." I inform him. He simply nods, exhaling deeply. "But, that doesn't mean you can go make googly eyes at him. You're mine Mikey, I love you too damn much to allow you to slip through my fingers. "I'm yours?" He questions. I only then realize that I never officially asked him to be with me. "I'm hoping. Mikey, will you be my boyfriend?" I ask, in a hopeful tone. "Y-Yeah. Hell yeah." He smiles, brighter than I've ever seen someone smile.

"Let's go." I smile lacing our fingers together, and leading him down the hall, until we get to the front desk, and notice that Ashton's sitting in the waiting room. I pull my hand away and awkwardly shove it in my pocket. Michael mimics my actions, and we enter the waiting room. Ashton looks up and immediately runs up to us... well to Michael. "Are you okay Michael?" He ask, pulling Michael into his embrace. It takes all I've got in me, to avoid karate chopping him, and yelling, "Don't touch mah boyfriend, biaaaatch!" But, then I realize that he's hugging him in a friendly manner, and I decide to brush it off.

But, he still shouldn't be touching my boyfriend.

"I was worried, when Calum told me what happened, are you guys okay?" Ashton ask, rubbing his temples, face displaying worry. You should be worried about how i'm going to go kung fu on your ass for touching my boyfriend.

I. AM. BEYOND. POSSESSIVE. I blame Michael. I have became a giggly school girl, and a jealous boyfriend all because of this boy I used to hate.

If someone had told me two years ago that I would fall in love with Michael, I would've called them insane, and suggest that they enroll themselves into a madhouse. I fake a smile, towards Ashton and ignore the fact I felt very uncomfortable with him so close to Michael.

"Wait. What were you doing with Calum?" I ask. Michael looks at me, while Ashton looks into space, blank faced. "I was just hanging out with him," He stammered. "Can you just take me home?" Michael says. "Yeah. C'mon," Ashton says, glaring at me.

We were driving in basically silence, except for the quiet radio. "Michael. Are you okay?" Ashton asked. He shrugged. "Just a bit paranoid," He admitted. I squeezed his hand subtly. Ashton pulled out in front Michael's building. "Later Ash," He mumbled. I started out of the car, but I had to ask Ashton about Calum.

When Michael closed the door, I turned to Ashton. "So what is going on between you and Hood?" I asked. "You're roommate's bi, buddy," He smirked. I widened my eyes. "No way! You turned Calum bi? How the fuck you pull that off?" I exclaimed. "Ways," He said, smirking again. "You're such a screwer," I scoff. His eyes widened.

"Excuse me?" He asked. "Yeah. Look at you, you slept with Michael, me, and Calum, who was the straightest person I knew, and God knows who else," I said. "Well look at you and Michael, sleeping with me one second, the next sleeping with each other," He says. "Me and Michael aren't a thing. I'm just trying to be his friend and apologize for kissing you right in front of him!" I was getting really angry with him.

"Get out of my car! This is the reason I'm glad I don't live anywhere near you!" He yelled. I got out and he sped away as soon the door closed. "Bastard," I grumble. I walk inside the building, seeing Michael pace around. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I was waiting for you. What were you doing?" He asked quietly. "I was just interrogating Ashton about spending so much time with Calum," I said. He sighed in relief, I think.

"C'mon, let's go back up to your flat," I say. He laces our fingers and we go back to his flat. When he opens the door, I couldn't help but let the words slip out of my mouth. I lean against the wall, and grab Michael's wrist. I twirl him around and pull him against me. He looks up, like a small child. "I love you," I whisper. He smiles, pressing his lips to mine. "I love you more," He says. I start to smile as we keep kissing.

My hands roam his body as his run up and around my neck and brush through my hair. A moan escapes my mouth. He pulls back, smiling. "Never thought that would happen."