This Old Town ✖️Muke

chapter 45

(Michael)

"we need to talk" is all Luke says before he is dragging me out if the club and into the cold night air.

"what the hell Luke?" i ask, when he doesn't stop.

"where are we going?"

"i told you we need to talk." i roll my eyes.

"glad we established that."

"stop Mikey, just- come on" i decide to just give in and follow him to where ever the hell we're going silently.

when we come upon a park, Luke stops pulling me and lest go of my arm, walking to the swings. he sits down on one with saying a word so i don the same.i manage to pull my phone out and message Ashton where we are. we have a surprise for him. we sit there in silence for a few minutes when Luke decides to speak.

"i'm taking a break" is all me says, making me frown and look over at him.

"what do you mean?" i ask.

"exactly that, i'm taking a break, a year or more probably."

"why?" he stays silent for a moment.

"i can't keep doing this." well that's vague.

"i want to take a break and go back to the ranch. i want to spend time with my friends and family and just get back to my roots. to experience the things that inspired me to make music again.

"ok." i say, not knowing what else would be appropriate in this situation.

"that's it? ok?" he scoffs.

"what do yup want me to say? it's you're life, you're decision." i shrug.

"i know, i'm being stupid."i laugh.

"look on the bright side, we have a whole year to ride and explore together." i grin at him, but my grin falls when i notice the frown on his face.

"what?"

"i'll miss it here, even though i don't even want to be famous any more." i gape at him.

"what?"

"i don't know, it got too hectic. i was away from home all the time, and it's what caused me to lose you in the first place."

"you will never lose me again, you know that." i nudge his shoulder.

"i know but if i get back into what my life was like before, it'll be the same, i'll never have time to come back. ya i'll have tour's in Aus but that doesn't mean there is time for me to visit."

"Luke, our friendship survived 6 years of us not talking, i think we can survive with texting and sometimes seeing each other."

"i don't want to though" he whispers.

"then what do you want?" i ask, tilting my head to him.

"i wanted to just quit all together, forget being famous and just move back home, but my parent's and label convinced me not to."

"they are right though. you've put too much of you're life into this, you would be crazy to just walk away from it." i pause to look at my phone and smile.

"come with me." i stand up. he looks confused but follows me anyway.

"where are we going?" he asks and i laugh at how to tables have turned.

"to show you a reason to come back" say, seeing the limo and Ash and Cal standing outside.

"wha-" he starts but i cut him off.