If not us, who? If not now, when? | Muke Clemmings

Chapter 13

"It's still not cancelled... Will he be able to go?", manager said, half interested into Michael.
Cal and Ash looked down and before I know what was I saying, the word was rolling over my lips: "Yes."
"Great! Will that be soon?", manager was just thinking about money. I hate that.
Ashton was pissed off, "He just came out of the hospital. Don't you think he need some time?"
Manager: "You have to realize that you don't have too much time... The tour should start in 2 weeks!"
We heard enough shit for today, and we showed him he should just go... he realized that: "Okay so...um...I want ya all fast recovery..."

As soon as manager left us alone in our living room, Calum snapped at me: "Are you normal?! How are you sure he will be okay?! Did you realize he is not the same Michael?"
Ashton sighed, "Bro, calm down a bit please..."
"No... I can't calm down 'cause he isn't good at all!", Calum was still going crazy.
Someone came behind my back and put a hand on my shoulder. Ashton and Calum turned pale. As soon as the voice said: "Who isn't good?" I realized who is it.
"Michael!", my voice turned into a whisper.
He smiled at me weakly: "Hey..."
"I...I thought you were staying at home?", I was clearly confused.
"Yeah but... I'm a bit bored... I had to see what do you do...", he sighed.
"Sit down bro!", Ashton smiled and Mikey sat down next to me... For a few moments there was a complete silence but it wasn't awkward 'cause we all got lost in our own thoughts.
"When is the tour?", Michael said breaking the silence that was getting over our bodies.
"In 2 weeks...", Ashton said, almost whispering. Calum and he were a little bit desperate 'cause they thought Michael won't be ready and that we will have to cancel the tour, but I actually think Michael will be okay.
"Amazing!", Mikey said and a wide smile came on his lips.
"You...you think you will be able to go?", Calum's eyes shined full of hope.
"I...I think I will...", Mikey wasn't that confident in himself.
"I know you will bro.", I put my hand on his knee and his lips went up once again from the moment I did that.
"Thank you...", he looked into my eyes and we were literally staring at each other 'till Michael asked next question: "When will we start with the practice?"
"Whenever you think you are ready...", Ashton said.
"Alright... I will go home... I'm tired... And about the practice... I'll call you.", Mikey put his hand on my back and formed with his lips a Bye and winked. Damn what's wrong with me? When he did that I felt something strange I'm my stomach. I watched him while he was walking with confidence in his favorite All Time Low shirt.
"Told ya guys.", I smiled, still looking at the door even though there was nothing to see.

We decided to go to our homes and spend a little bit more time with our families 'cause the tour and the rehearsal will soon knock on our door. I wasn't sleeping all night 'cause I was chatting with Michael and I felt like there was nothing I'd rather do.

Michael's POV
"Letter 2
I can't sit at home and do nothing... I went to our house to see what are you and those three idiots doing... You were arguing about something... I hope I'm not the reason... When I said I will be back very soon, your eyes shinned like you are proud of me. Thank you for making my little world better for a second, even though you ruined me... But it's not your fault..."
I'm still not ready for admitting to some doctor I'm gay. I just wanna go on the tour and have fun... I wanna be close to Luke and if she sees how depressed and gay I really am... she will lock me on psychiatry and then what have I done with my life?... I'll be better... I know it... I spent all night texting with Luke and I didn't realized how time passed quickly... soon I saw it was dawning and when I had girlfriends I was never texting with them for this long... I would always fell asleep and miss their nude snapchat...oh well

ღAuthors noteღ
Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates now! I hope you like this part! :)