Tribulation»Muke AU

•5• (Michael's POV)

Luke got out of the hospital two days later and I went to visit him both days. I think he appreciated that.

I feel like this incident brought us a lot closer.

I'm not sure if thats supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing.

Right now Luke and I are just watching tv in my apartment, waiting for the pizza to arrive.

"So, what kind of music do you listen to?" I ask. He thinks about it for a moment before answering.

"I really like Blink 182, Green Day, All Time Low, that kind of stuff." He answers.

"You have a great taste in music, if I do say so myself." I say, leaning back on the couch.

"So, I'm assuming you listen to that kind of music too?" Luke says, smiling. I nod and smile back at him. What can I say, his smile makes me smile.

"Yeah, I'm so punk rock." I say and let out a small laugh. Luke laughs too and that makes my smile grow wider. After a moment, Luke opens his mouth to say something but closes it and stays quiet instead.

"What?" I ask.

"Huh?"

"You look like you want to say something. Spit it out." I say, shooting him a smile. Luke blushes and looks down at his lap.

"Oh uh.. Well, you see, my parents are having this family get-together thing and, uh, well I kinda told them I was with someone and they keep begging me to bring him, but I dont actually have a boyfriend. So, um, I was wondering if you would maybe come and be my fake boyfriend? You don't have you if you don't want to, like, if it mak-"

"Sure."

"Wait, really?" Luke says skeptically.

"Yeah, why not." I smirk at him as a smile spreads across his face.

"Thank you so much." He gushes, "It's tomorrow by the way..." I'm just about to answer, when the door bell rings. I get up, grab my wallet and pay the pizza guy before bringing the pizza in and sitting back down on the couch.

We spent the rest of the night just talking, eating pizza (although Luke didn't eat very much) and watching cheesy horror movies (like Chucky and Halloween). We talked about everything and nothing and I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend my afternoon.

Eventually Luke went back to his own apartment, leaving me all alone like usual. My mood went completely downhill once he left, as if the weight that seemed to be lifted had come piling down full force. Now it's about 2am and I'm lying in bed trying to sleep but my mind keeps running.

The horrifying thought that I might be falling for Luke had dawned on me about an hour ago and now I'm trying to convince myself that I hate him but it hurts to even think that. I don't want to label myself as bisexual, the only way I can explain it is that I just don't really care what you have down there.

I guess the reason why people say they are "falling" for someone is because it really feels as if you're falling. I feel like I'm being pushed off a building-no, a skyscraper, and I'm about to fall. The worst part is, I can't tell if Luke will be there to catch me until I'm seconds away from hitting the pavement.

Right now I'm just tumbling over the edge and I'm hanging on by my finger tips but I'm so far up I can't see the ground.

When Luke is around it's like I can breath, like I'm not drowning anymore. He makes me feel like this whole in my chest is slightly smaller.

My phone beeping draws me out of my deep thoughts.

From: Lucifer

Are you awake?