Michael decided this was the perfect time to order some food and rent a few movie for later when Luke came home.
When Luke came trudging through the door he could already tell something was wrong.
"Luke what's wrong."
He sat on the couch and looked Michael in the eye.
"I'm breaking up with you." he mumbled.
"Uh Luke stop mumbling, it almost sound like you were breaking up with me." he laughed.
"I am breaking up with you." he sighed.
"WHY? What happened? Luke please tell me." he started to choke.
"Michael,"
"Luke please tell me your not being sent to England for writing. You promised me you'd stay. YOU SWORE." He stuttered.
"Someone was fired and they loved my work. I was offered a 3 year contract." he whispered.
"Luke you can't be leaving me. Please. I need you. What the fuck did I do?"
"MICHAEL. Please I know this is hard, but I thought you'd be happy for me."
"How can I be happy when your leaving me." He cried.
"Your so selfish. God Michael, you actually think I want to go? If I didn't go they would have fired me. I can't loose this job. I worked so hard for it. I leave tomorrow at 2. I'm just gonna grab my clothes and head to Ashton's. Bye." He sniffled.
After Luke stormed out, Michael called his friend Calum. He stayed at his place because he could stand to stay at their "shared" apartment.
They cried to their friends.
Never have the two boys cried so much in their lives.
Both of them lied awake for 19 hours.
