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no seriously I'm really sorry...just...sorry
Luke
"So what exactly happened?" Calum says, eating the cold pizza that's been sitting by the front door for an hour.
"I punched the pizza guy and he got mad." I sigh.
"Luke that is not a way to get free pizza." Ashton says in a disapproving tone.
"I wasn't trying to get free pizza. The pizza guy is satan." I groan, still holding a tissue to my nose to stop it from bleeding.
"You've been watching way to many horror movies with Michael." Ashton says, grabbing a pizza and eating it.
"No the pizza guy is literally evil you don't understand." I reply.
"Whatever you say. Why is Michael so quiet? Did someone die?" Calum says, frowning at Michael who's been sitting next to me staring blankly at the floor.
"Just eat your pizza." I say, sighing. "We're going upstairs."
I grab Michael's hand and pull him up, basically dragging him upstairs to his room. I shut the door and we both sit on the bed.
Michael
"Are you okay?" Luke asks.
"Fine."
"You don't seem fine."
"Well I am." I say.
"No you're not." Luke sighs.
"Can you just leave me alone for now? Please?" I ask, looking at the ground.
"Okay. Call me if you need me." Luke says, faking a smile and leaving the room. I groan putting my face in my hands.
I'm not mad at Luke for fighting Brian. I'm happy he did, but now he's not going to just leave. He's going to find a way to get back at Luke, or me.
I just wanted to never see him again but I guess I cant get what I want.
I sigh and lay down on the bed, hoping to get some rest, but my phone buzzes.
I groan and grab my phone from the desk beside my bed and unlock it to see who the text is from.
'hey babe'
I frown at the text, considering its from a number I don't know.
'Who are you?'
I text back, assuming its someone with the wrong number.
'Brian'
I freeze looking at the text. I let a shakey breath out before texting back.
'How the fuck did you get my number?'
I send, my hands shaking.
'It's not that hard once I know where you live. You should know I'm good at this type of stuff.'
Why won't he just leave me alone?
'Stop texing me'
I text back.
'You need me. I'm doing you a favor by texting you. You think Luke actually loves you? I never loved you. So what makes you think he does?'
I blink away tears as I think about the text.
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Falling [muke]
FanfictionI hate him. Everything about him is perfect. His hair, His eyes, His voice. He's everything i've ever wanted. But in the end i'll always end up broken.I'm going to get hurt again and i know it. I hate him for a lot of reasons. But mostly, i hate him...