Anarchy - Muke

Chapter 7

Michael

He's marrying her.. Of course he is, why wouldn't he? She's beautiful, she's rich, she's everything I'll never be...

"Excuse my grace, my ladies..." I said and then left the place, walking at first but somehow I found myself running, without letting the tears bubbling in my eyes to come outside

Don't let them see you cry

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.jump bc I wanna :P

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"Master? What's wrong?" I ignored the constant knocks on the door as I layed on bed, cleaning the tears off my face "The prince's here, he says he really needs to see you"

Of course he's here, he doesn't wanna loose his little fuck boy, that's probably everything I am for him.

I didn't say anything when the door opened, or when he walked near me, or when he kissed away a tear from my face "Please, don't ever speak to me again" I managed to say with the little of pride I had left

"Michael... Please don't, let me explain"

"You.. used me, I should have known it, a lord? Wanting to risk everything just to be with me? It was too good to be true... But I was nothing more than a one night stand wasn't I?" The blatant words left my mouth, all I wanted was to say everything I felt, not caring about the tears or my cracking voice. Luke just listened to everything I had to say, his eyes also watery but he wouldn't show it "Now I know why friends shouldn't do these kind of stuff..."

"Mikey.. Listen, I'm gonna be a king, that means I have to do certain things, things like, have a wife, have children... Is not that I want to, but I have to, it's what society expect of me, but hear this, I would never want to hurt you in any way, I love you, and I wanna spend my whole life with you, ok? You're my prince"

Those words could have made me smile if I weren't so mad, but mat at what exactly? it wasn't at him, he hadn't the fault of anything, I think I'm just mad at the world, mad that they are making Luke do all these things he doesn't wanna do, mad that we'll never get to be an actual couple, mad that if we're actually in war lots of people are going to die, mad that my boyfriend's future wife is so goddamn gorgeous, mad that I'm so attached to him he's actually making me feel jealous, I'd never admit it though

"I.. forgive you" I sighed making Luke smile, he leaned in to kiss me but I avoided him

"I thought you had forgiven me.." He pouted

"I did"

"Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing"

"Michael Clifford" He crawled on top of me "Are you jealous?" Luke grinned, pressing my wirsts against the bed with his hands

"No, now get off me" I tried to get free from his grip but since he's considerably stronger than me I couldn't

"You are" He smiled kissing my whole face and neck "That's so cute"

"Is not, now really get off meeee"

"Nop" He pecked my lips "You have to learn that I'm yours" He kissed my neck "And you're mine" Luke started to unbuckle my pants, rotating his hips against mines "Want me to make it up to you?" He smirked

"No, Luke, for real, get out"

"Mikeyyyy" His hands sneaked under my shirt

"Luke.." I pushed him aside and sat on the bed "I wanna meet her"

"Really?.. Why?" He sighed

"Because" I stated "Now get up"

"Alright..."

*Author Note*

Happy New Year people! ♥♡♥♡♥♥♥♥♥♡♥♡♥♡♡♡♥♥

Coz baby you're the king and I'm your queen of disaster (disaster)

I have a tiny (huge) obsession with Lana Del Rey's voice ♡♡♡♡♡

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