• remind me to forget •

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Half of this chapter is a song that it's not written by me but it inspired the 'in between' parts written by me.

tw: (non-muke) angst

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Song: Kygo & Miguel - Remind me to forget

It never fades away, it's staying.
Your kiss like broken glass on my skin.
And all the greatest loves end in violence.
It's tearing up my voice, left in silence.

Seriously? Luke thought to himself as he sipped on his now warm drink.

He knew Ashton was looking at him from the other side of the bar. He also knew when this song ends he'll come and ask if he's okay, buy him another drink or drag him to dance.

Luke's had enough of you've been single for two months now, you need to move on speeches from his best friends. He was alone for sixty days compared to five years he spent in love and one engaged. How does anything compare to that?

And of course when his friends dragged him out again he not once went to the dance floor and stayed at the bar. Maybe they'll finally get it that he just wants to stay at home.

Baby it hit so hard, I'm holding on to my chest.
Maybe you left your mark, reminding me to forget.
It doesn't matter where you are, you can keep my regret.
'Cause baby I got these scars, reminding me to forget.

You left your mark (my heart);
You left your mark, reminding me to forget.

This was their fucking song. He had to bite down on his tongue because he refused to cry. Luke has cried enough over someone who cheated and lied and broke him. And he literally had a fucking scare in a form of a tattoo on his wrist. The letter J which he wanted to remove so badly but he hoped that with time he'll be able to let go.

Luke could feel someone's presence behind him and was ready to make a scene if Ashton would have tried to get him on the dancefloor.

It was Michael.

Michael with the shy smile and who'd blush whenever Luke would focus his attention on him. It was his fault. The day he had met the beautiful boy he was drunk and kissed him so he could forget about his past love. He was mad at himself for leading Michael on but didn't mind the kind attention would always offer him.

Still, if Michael would ask him to dance, Luke would say no.

There's no room in war for feelings.
Hurt me to the core, still healing.
And I know you're no good for me.
So I try to forget the memories.

"Do you want to go home?" Michael asked as he sat down next to Luke.

His smile was so warm and it made Luke feel special. He did want to go home but he knew that he'd just spend the rest of the night crying if he goes home sober.

Gently, Michael grabbed his hand. "Are you okay?"

Luke squeezed it just so Michael would feel appreciated. He was always insecure about what he said or did around Luke so he wouldn't make him upset.

"This was our song."

It was loud in the club but Luke was pretty sure he heard Michael snort.

He turned to him and looked at him with his confused eyes.

"It's literally a song about breakup and pain. It's the stupidest song for you to pick as you couples song."

And Luke knew Michael was right.

"What would you choose then?"

"I don't know." Michael smiled and Luke got kind of lost in his eyes. Most importantly he forgot why they even had this conversation. "Maybe something like I will always love you... No that's about the breakup as well."

Luke giggled and Michael's face lit up. "I don't know. Something happy, that makes you think about something happy. When I think of Ash I always think about how we were ten and jumped around to All the small things."

"That's a good song." Luke agreed.

Remember I told you.
To save it, it's over.
And I'll be alright.
So hurt me as much as you like.
I need you to let go.
I got these mementos.
And I'll be alright.

"Michael."

"Yes?" They were still holding hands so when Luke stood up, Michael did as well.

"I don't want to go home; I want to dance."

Instead of grabbing Luke's palm Michael grabbed Luke's wrist and when he looked down he saw Michael's fingers went over his tattoo.

When they smiled at each other Luke knew he wouldn't cry tonight.

The butterflies in his stomach would keep him occupied.

Baby it hit so hard, I'm holding on to my chest.
Maybe you left your mark, reminding me to forget.
It doesn't matter where you are, you can keep my regret.
Baby I got these scars, reminding me to forget.

Luke will be alright.

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I know this was something different but this song was all I was listening to for the past week and it inspired my thoughts.

Did you enjoyed it/hated it/liked it?

What's your favorite song atm?

Love, Lucija ♡

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