Luke's pov; (Ooohh appreciate this because it will normally only be Michael and Keely's pov)
I left the club a while ago. Michael is still there ripping his hair out. He's such an idoit. I mean, he acually just gets a girl that means something to him and he screws it up. It would have been different if it was just a slut but Keely's special. She skateboards and listens to rock music and doesn't cake her up her face with makeup. I know Michael cares for her he just has a weird way of showing it.
"Get off me you asshole!" I heard a sream come from behind a building. Normally I would have left because I'm not getting into shit but the voice sounded familiar.
"Hello?" I called out to the empty streets of the town.
"Luke! Help me...please!"
Keely? What the fuck?
I picked up my pace and started to run towards the voice.
"LU-"
"Shut up bitch before he hears you." A voice cut her off.
I turned a corner to find Keely. Well sort of Keely. Her dressed was ripped, hair messed up, and tears stained her cheeks.
"Hey get out here mate, let me have my turn then you get yours." A guy about 19 years old had Keely pushed up against a brick wall.
"Let her go mate." I seethed.
He chuckled, "No way."
I grabbed Keely's arm and pulled her away from him. When he reached back for her I elbowed him in the face.
"Keely run."
And we did. We ran to who knows where and left the guy in the alley. We reached a feild and sat down.
"Do you know where we are?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Thank you Luke." She pulled me into a hug and sobbed.
"Sshh, it's okay Keely. It's okay." I calmed her down until she fell asleep in my arms. I can't help but blame this on Michael.
I sighed pulling out my phone.
Luke: "Michael I need you to pick us up."
Michael: "Us?"
Luke: "Keely and I."
Michael: "She's with you? Is she okay? Did she say anything about me?"
Luke: "We had bigger problems then your little fight."
Michael: "Oh my god, is she okay? What happened?
Luke: "Calm down and come pick us up."
Michael: "Okay where are you."
Luke: "I don't know."
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Keely's pov;
"LU-" I tried to scream but the man covered my mouth.
"Shut up bitch, before he hears you."
I felt tears rushing down my face as the man ripped the bottom of my dress.
I woke up screaming. I heard footsteps running down the hall before I spotted the bright hair.
"Keely! What's wrong, are you okay?" Michael asked looking frantic.
I shook my head and let tears fall from my eyes. He climbed in the bed with me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I can't deal with nightmares, they scare the living shit out of me.
"Are we at your house?"
He nodded.
"Shouldn't I be mad at you?" I sniffled.
He nodded again. I lied my head down on his chest. We lied in silence for a good 7 minutes.
"I am still really mad." I spoke up.
"I know you are, and you should be. First it was that slut who I don't give a shit about, then I wasn't there and you were almost raped."
I tensed up at the word.
"Sorry."
"Why did you do that to me?" I asked.
He sighed, "I was scared that my feelings were to strong for you and you didn't feel the same. So I kissed her hoping it would control my feelings. It didn't. In fact it was the worst thing I've ever done. And then you know what happened and I wasn't there-" He paused and took a breath, "I wasn't there to save you and wasn't there to hold you but Luke was, and now I feel like an even bigger idoit."
I looked up at him, "Are you crying?"
He sniffled a bit, "Badassss don't cry."
I giggled. 'I still love you and we can be together forever,' is what I wanted to say. But no.
"I think we need a break for a couple of days." Is what I said.
He looked hurt.
"Please Keely don't do this." He begged.
"Michael I'm sorry." I whispered. I got up out his grip and packed a few clothes.
"Keely please don't leave me." His voice cracked.
I continued packing my things. I don't know where I'm going. Ashton's? I don't know. I grabbed my stuff and walked out of his room towards his front door, him trailing behind me.
"Wh-where are you going to stay?" He asked.
"I don't know," I sighed, "I'll come back here in a few days." I nodded okay with my decision.
"Promise you won't just walk out of my life."
I strode over to him and embraced him.
He was shocked at first but then squeeze me back.
"I promise Michael. I still love you."
"You love me?" He questioned pulling out of our hug.
"Always have." I gave him a sad smile then left. I heard cheering behind the door.
"MUM! SHE SAID SHE LOVES ME!"
I laughed. These few days are going to be shit without him.
