Blog. ┆Muke [On HOLD]

2014.11.11

Hey you, the one behind the screen. What are you up to today?

If you are asking me what I am up to, I'm not. I am down. 

I am down since I closed the door if front of his face.

I was down a little before I opened the door too.

"Why?" He asked.

"How'd you know where I live?" I asked back.

"Well, I guessed it will be the apartment in the block you always get off the bus. Then, research." He tried to come in, but I was there, standing like a wall between him and my comfort zone, my nest. 

"Why what?"

"Why would you say, that you don't want me as a friend."

"Because I don't."

"You're a horrible liar, you know." He smirked, I looked away.

"Don't you see it?"

"See what?"

"You were never a friend for me in a first place." Now I looked straightly at his face. "You are more, Luke Hemmings. At least I wish, you were more."

"Michael.." He had that face. That, that one which has been just a sign of the tragedy that will fall on my heart and crush into tiny shattered pieces. 

He stepped closer to me, when my hand pushed the door, closing it.

I lay there, just lay there, begging I have never met him, praying not to feel my breath being ripped out of my lungs, as I hear myself crying out loud.

I want to not feel so broken hearted when I couldn't even fall in love before it.

[A/N Thanks to all of you for voting, commenting and all! I wasn't expecting this story to get noticed at all. I have some huge plans for these boys, for sure!

Now I am starting a new story called Amicicide, so if you are searching for something more mature, dark, mysterious and something that has Ashton besides all of that, it's really a fanfic for you. c: A dangerous for society boy and a girl that will prove him that death is not necessarily the end, a story in which you will meet love, lust, danger and revenge. ]