12.Mother

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✯Mother✯

A/N: Im really sorry for not updating earlier! This has 300+ reads woow! Thank you guys so much. 

The lady in front of Michael stood there, frozen. After a couple of minutes, she reacted and threw herself to Michael's arms, and hugged him tightly. Michael was shocked, but he wrapped his arms around the misterious woman's hips.

The woman finally stepped behind looking carefuly at Michael, trying not to miss any detail. ''You look so weird! But it suits you. You look fine. Im glad you do.'' She said, with a smile in her face. Michael tried to focus on the situation and act as mature as possible.

''Here, sit with me'' He said, helping the woman to sit down. ''Are you my mother?'' ''Yes I am. Im really sorry I left Michael. I've been trying to contact your father so I could get to know you. How's your life?''

Michael chuckled. ''Well im kinda poor, my father is never home since he is always drunk, I suck at school, I don't even know my sexuality, and now this woman shows up, saying she is my mother.'' ''I guess my life is awesome, thanks for asking'' He replied, trying to sound as cruel and sarcastic as possible.

Michael's mom felt guilt after hearing this. 

She told Michael the story, which was kinda long.

Michael's father, whose name is Robert, met Michael's mom, Stacy, in a party when they were teenagers, at the age of 16. Since then they fell in love, and later got married. Everything was perfect, but then Stacy got pregnant. Robert hated children. He tortured her and told her to go away. She left. But she wanted revenge, so she left Michael in his father's home, when he was a baby, and ran away. Robert didn't had other choice than keeping Michael. But he never was home, so he didn't even witnessed the growth of his beautiful son. 

Michael was confused and shocked. But most of all angry. His mother had used him as a revenge object. He stood up, grabbed his backpack, paid for the coffee, and left without even saying goodbye to his mother.

''I don't know where we could search anymore!'' Luke yelled, crying his eyes out.

''He can't be far away!'' Ashton replied, trying as hard as he could to calm Luke down. Then Ashton had a brilliant idea. ''The train station.. Maybe he is there!'' He screamed with excitment, grabbing Calum's hand and helping Luke to stand up from his chair. Maybe there was hope of finding him. And Ashton was right.

The trip was longer than the first one. Probably because Michael was suffering. He felt like crying for the first time in his life. Yes, Michael had never ever cried. He was listening to ''All I wanted'' by Paramore, and he started feeling something cold and salty falling from his eye. Oh no.He felt weak, worthless. He felt like the world was crumbling. Like there wasn't any hope left. Everything was hopeless and empty.But he wasn't only upset because of his mother. He was confused about everything.

First off, his sexuality. He had always been straight, in fact he had sex before with many random girls, mostly on public toilets. But when he met Luke, he felt strange things. It was cliche, but he felt butterflies.  And he wanted to be with Luke, in any possible way. And that was weird, because Luke was a guy. He kept crying until his eyes ran out of water.

Screaming, crying, and running as fast as they could, the boys finally arrived to the station.

Michael´s train was arraving. Then,thanks god,it stopped. Michael stood up slowly, grabbing his things and walking towards the exit of the train at a slow pace.

Luke was bitting his lip, nervously. A train had just arrived. Was it possible? Of course not. Michael couldn´t arrive on that train. Or could he?

Michael stepped on his town´s land again. He felt sick as he witnessed the couples reuniting. He knew no one was expecting him. Maybe he should run away. No one cared for him. No one will wait for him. He was so wrong..

Ashton was walking in circles, trying to cool his head down. Calum was singing Let it go, faking a chinese accent to make Ashton laugh. And luke, well luke was sitting down, with his eyes closed praying.

If Michael didn´t arrive on that train he didn´t know if there was any hope left. 

”Look” Ashton said, breaking the silence. ”The passangers are coming” 

Luke stood up as fast as a lighting, Calum stopped singing. They had their eyes setted on the main entrance.

Luke couldn´t stop crying. 10 minutes had gone by and there wasn´t a sign of Michael. Maybe he should let him go. But he couldn´t.

It seemed as everything was hopeless, meaningless. Until they spotted a white head,glowing, coming towards them.

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