wrong number muke au

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I'm sorry...

Luke walked into the club, the smell of sweat and alcohol hit his nose. Michael had ignored him for the past week. So he came to a club to dance, and get absolutely smashed.

He didn't know why Michael was ignoring him. He just wanted to talk to his baby. Did he make him mad? Does Michael hate him? Did Michael lose feelings?

I'm such a fuck up. I fuck everything up. Luke thought to himself. He walked up to the bar and got a beer. He took a nice long sip of his drink. He sat his drink down and made his way to the dance floor.

A blink-182 song started playing, and he nodded his head to the beat of the music. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. Stood in front of him was some guy. He couldn't quite see his face. He looks around 19.

"What's your name stranger?" Luke asked the guy.

"Calum."

Luke's eyes widened. He bent down a little, "Michael's friend Calum? As in the Calum that's best friends with my boyfriend?"

Calum started to laugh, "Yes you dweeb."

Luke scoffed, "Me a dweeb? I think you're mistaken honey." Luke smiled, "So is my boyfriend here with you? I haven't heard from him for a week or so."

The smile on Calum's face faltered. "You haven't heard have you?"

Luke began to worry, "Heard what?" Calum was silent. "Heard what Calum?!"

Calum stayed silent. He didn't know how he was going to tell him. He didn't know if he should even tell him. It would ruin Luke. It would break him. It broke Calum.

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Sorry