No Clue

Honeymoon vs. Reality

Calum and Ashton walked into their new home, exhaustion wearing at them from the long flight. Calum dropped his suitcase down beside the door and flicked on the light, stopping when they were faced with the mountain of wedding presents they had yet to open. Ashton smiled and pressed him up against the door, kissing him passionately.

"I love you so much," he whispered, running his thumb gently over his cheek.

"I love you too," Calum said, kissing his husband again. "I wish we didn't have to reconnect with the outside world though," he said.

"If we don't reconnect, how will the world ever know that we jumped off of a fucking cliff and went parasailing?" Calum laughed and left a soft kiss on his cheek. "We can at least wait a few hours before reconnecting... we can have a few last moments of honeymoon husband bonding time," ashton said, winking as he grabbed Calum's hands and pulled him into the living room. Calum sat down on the couch as Ashton straddled him, beginning to kiss his neck. His knee connected with the TV remote that was wedged in between the couch cushions, causing the television to light up. Ashton groaned softly as Calum chuckled. He reached for the remote and held it up, freezing when he saw the report on the news.

"Ash... look," he whispered breathlessly, staring at the mugshot on the television. Ashton turned to look at the TV, sitting next to Calum as he turned the volume up.

"After the prison break over a month ago, four of the five escaped convicts were found. Russo and Espinosa were found days after the escape and were returned behind bars. Earlier this morning however, Australian authorities boarded a small fishing vessel where they found Hernandez and Kalama stabbed to death. Police believe that Michael Clifford is behind it and that he has indeed returned to Australia-" Ashton took the remote and shut off the sound.

"Why can't he just stay the fuck out of our lives?" Ashton asked. Calum wrapped his arms around his husband's waist and left out a soft sigh.

"I guess it's time to reconnect," he whispered. Almost on cue, Ashton's phone started ringing.

"Hey mum..." he answered, still staring at the screen.

"Ashton, my darling, I'm worried-"

"Is Luke okay?" He asked suddenly.

"He's fine, he and Noah left the country. I'm worried about staying at the house... what if Michael comes here looking for Luke and he hurts Harry or Lauren or your mum?" Liz asked. "What if he comes?"

"Mum, it's going to be alright... maybe..." he looked over at Calum and took in a deep breath. "One second, mum..." he said, muting the phone. "Liz is worried that Michael is going to go to the house looking for Luke and hurt someone..." Calum sighed and nodded softly.

"They can stay here," he said softly. Ashton just nodded and unmuted his phone.

"You can stay with us until they find him, mum... we have plenty of room."

"Are you sure darling?"

"Yes, of course... we'll get your rooms ready..." Liz let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, love..."

"We'll see you soon, mum..." he heard the other line click and he sighed loudly. "At least we'll have people to bombard with honeymoon pictures..."

"Let's go back to Bora Bora," Calum said, standing up and disappearing upstairs. Ashton turned back to the television, seeing the mugshot of the man who ruined their lives. If he came anywhere near his family, one thing was certain... Ashton would kill him.

~~~

Luke looked around the humble little villa on the countryside of the small village. He took in the sweet scent of dust, fresh bread, and the blooming flowers at the window, loving everything about it. Their new home was isolated on the edge of town, surrounded by nothing more than a field of fresh flowers, a beautiful lake, and a small cafe that Noah bought them. Luke walked outside and took in a deep breath of the crisp morning air, beginning his walk to open the cafe. He unlocked the front door and made his way inside, moving himself inside before going back to the kitchen. He pulled off his jacket and set it on the back of a chair, flicking on a light and jumping when he saw a familiar face. He backed up quickly, knocking the chair over as he went. He backed himself up against the wall, whimpering as the figure came closer.

"I told you, Luke... I told you I'd find you..."

"N-no," Luke muttered, taking a knife from the nearby knife block and holding it upfront of himself. "J-just stay away from me..."

"We can be together now. We can finally have what we've always wanted for us..." Michael whispered, stepping closer.

"We have never wanted anything for us! You have!" Be grabbed Luke's hand that held the knife out suddenly, disarming him and flipping him around. "You're mine... and I won't let anyone take you away this time-" the sudden sound of keys unlocking a door sounded and the front door opened again. "Noah!" Michael's hand slapped suddenly over Luke's mouth before the tall boy ran into the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks, looking over the situation.

"Let go of the love of my life you fucking prick!" He shouted. Michael pushed Luke to the side as Noah lunged at them. They struggled together for a moment before a sickening squelch filled the room. Noah let out a loud groan and fell away from Michael, holding onto a spot of blood.

"No!" Luke shouted, falling to the floor next to Noah as he tried to catch his breath. "No, no, no... please... Noah, baby... stay with me..."

"I-I love you..." Noah whispered. "Y-you have to fight... don't let him take you again..." before Luke could say anything, Noah fell limp, his lifeless gaze staring up at the ceiling.

"No!" He shouted, hugging onto him tightly. "No, we're supposed to get married!" He shouted. "No! Please! Come back to me."

"Your mine now, Luke," Michael whispered.

"No..."

"No one will ever tear us apart-"

"I don't want you!" Luke shouted, standing up. "I have never wanted you, and I will never want you! The only thing I want from you is for you to stay the hell out of my life! I should have let you kill yourself that night in my fucking room!" Michael stared at him with a look of shock in his eyes.

"I'll make you love me..."

Luke shot out of bed suddenly, gasping for air. He felt someone shift beside him and looked over quickly to see Noah sitting up.

"Mm... babe," he muttered, the sleep evident in his features. "What happened?"

"N-nothing..." Luke said softly. "I just had a dream..." he lay back down and cuddled up to his fiance. "It was all just a terrible dream..."