wasted for you (muke au)

one night, one more time

" She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones "

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"What do you mean you dont love me anymore? You can't just stop loving someone like that,"

"I just dont,"

"If you can just wake up one day and decide that this meant nothing, then you didn't love me at all,"

"I did, this was real."

Apparently not he thought, and started to walk out the door. Nobody came after him. There was not even a sound from the green-haired boy he left behind.

• • •

"How much did you have to drink?"

"I wouldn't know, I didn't graduate college,"

"Oh,"

"Yeah,"

Michael takes another shot, and begans to reach for another one, when Luke interrupts, "Getting drunk isn't going to fix this michael,"

"Well I can damn try, so fuck off luke,"

"Michael for fucks sake"

"What"

"Are you drunk?"

"Are you a fucking idiot Luke, what do you fucking think?"

"Do you need a ride?"

"No, fuck off Luke, why are you still here"

"Michael just come home and go to bed and we can talk about this in the morning. Please."

"No Luke, can't you see I'm drinking my feelings, now piss off," Michael hails the bartender for another beer, while luke glares at bartender!ashton. Luke reaches out the grab the beer currently attached to Michael's hand, before Michael viciously rips his arm away from Lukes grasp.

"You know what?! Fine. I'll leave. Dont bring your hungover ass to me tomorrow because im just done."

• • •

"hey can i buy you a drink mate?"

Michael was shocked to see the stunning boy sliding onto the barstool beside him, and grinned back at then man when he was flashed a bright smile.

"Sure, I mean why not?"

"You seem upset, what happened dude?"

"I got in a fight with my bo- i mean ex boyfriend,"

"Geez that sucks,"

"Tell me about it" Michael sighs, before downing another shot

"What happened, i mean if you dont mind me asking" he asked flagging the bartender for another beer.

"I cant remember anymore," he sighs turning to the man. "But that was the whole point of coming here."

• • •

Michael woke up and squinted at this bright sunlight coming through the window. He sat up and groaned, his head was pounding.

The boy didn't know where he was, probably because he drank too much last night. He looked around and saw a shirtless boy beside him with dark hair. The blankets covered his lower half which was probably naked too.

Shit, Michael thought. I really fucked up, didn't I?

It's not like him and Luke were dating anymore, but Michael still got up out of bed as fast as his headache allowed him, got dressed and rushed out the door.

He stands outside in the warm summer air and realizes that he has no idea where he was. He walks until he finds a street corner with signs and takes out his phone. Michael presses the call button besides Luke's contact name and sighs a little. Luke was right. Luke was always right.

On the third ring Luke picks up and groans sleepily into the phone.

"What the hell do you want Michael? You better have a great ass reason for waking me up at 9am on a weekend," He says.

"My hungover ass is lost," Michael explains. "Im at 75th St and Metropolitan Avenue?" He says unsurely. "There's a gas station across from me."

"And you want me to come get you?"

"Yeah...?"

Luke grumbles and Michael hears the sound of his feet hitting the floor and Luke muttering something he can't quite catch, but it sounds a lot like 'you're lucky I love you,' and Michaels breath catches in his throat momentairily. He isn't sure he heard right, because somehow, after all the shit Michael's put him through, Luke kind-of, maybe, still loves him.

"What?" Michael says after a moment, because he's pretty doubtful that Luke said what he just heard.

"Nothing," Luke answers quickly. "I'll be there in 10," He says and hangs up.

Michael leans against the sign post and looks at the ground, letting out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. 

• • •

10 minutes later, Luke pulls up as promised. 

"Jesus christ, you look like death," He says to Michael.

"Wow thanks, love you too."

The words just slip out of Michaels mouth and it doesn't hit him what he said until a second later. 

• • •

heyy

so this was supposed to be a oneshot but then writers block hit so i guess it's going to be two parts now.

okay i hope this was good enough, its probably a little short though.

vote/comments are appreciated and ily.

P.S: i couldn't have wrote this without @tantibus bless her