♪ claustrophobia there's too much paranoia, there's too many closets so when will we fall ♪
-the sex pistols
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michael knew who luke was.
he's seen him around school and had taken an interest to luke's magnificently beautiful face and that amazing 'quiffed' blonde hair. he asked around, secretly, hoping to know a little more about him, without seeming like an obsessed school girl with a crush on a hot guy who will never notice her. he would casually drop a question in conversation like, 'oh yeah, who is that guy?' if they were slightly talking about, or mentioning, the blonde. he asked what luke's name was so he didn't give of the impression of knowing who he was.
but he was too awkward and shy to just say a simple 'hi' to him, let alone make any sort of contact. so he was slightly thankful for earlier that day when he accidentally bumped into him.
"so, um, you like . . . video games?" luke tried his best to spark up an interesting conversation between him and -hopefully- his new friend.
thankfully, michael wasn't completely awkward, and was willingly ready to talk with the other boy, "y-yeah, yeah. ever s-since i was little i've, um, i-i've always had an i-interest with games," fuck, he thought he was going to be confident, but when there's a hot boy talking to you, you don't really have a choice but to make a fool of yourself by being a blabbering mess.
however, luke thought this was adorable, how he was making michael nervous, he giggled quietly, moving his left palm to rest atop of a stack of video games next to him, "uh, so, what type of music do you like? 'cause, you know . . . we're standing in the, like, music section, 'n stuff. well, not really. we're standing in the games section but . . ." damn luke for being an awkward piece of organs, flesh and bones. for as long as luke can remember, music has always been apart of his life and he was so interested in it that he just had to know what other's music taste was. so if they liked similar stuff to luke, that's an automatic friendship.
fortunately, it's the same for michael, "well, i mostly like punk, then pop punk and stuff like that, you know, blink-182 and all that. then rock, like classic rock 'n roll and stuff like that, then it kinda moves down to grunge-ish stuff, i dunno, but i like nirvana a lot. my top three bands would be green day, all time low, then led zeppelin. but of course i love a whole load of other bands on the side, like pierce the veil, blink and sum 41!" he said enthusiastically.
luke was a little shocked and surprised, but glad. he let a big grin spread across his face, "dude, same here! fun fact, my first concert was a green day concert," he smiled largely, still super happy that he got to see one of his favourite band's live.
"oh, really? that's so cool!" michael's light green eyes showed happiness, and luke is guessing that it's happiness for him that he got to see green day. but, he also thought it could be because they were talking about music, and music makes luke happy, so why wouldn't it make michael happy?
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short 'n shitty but my recent obsession is the sex pistols and/or sid & nancy <3
-b
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apologies ≫ muke {discontinued}
Fanfic❝why do you apologise so much?❞ ❝m'sorry.❞ © -badvibesforever, 2014