gbf // muke

10

Luke's POV.

"Luke. Please Luke wait." Michael pleaded from behind me as I began walking home.

"No. Michael leave me alone." I groaned, walking further from the red headed boy. He caught up to me as we were walking. "Look. I'm sorry. I know I should've broken up with Alex." He sighed, walking beside me. "No. You should stay with Alex." I said, and kept walking, not even caring that he was following me to my house.

"Luke. Just a few days ago you liked me. What happened?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes. "What happened? You stood me up to have sex with your should-be ex-boyfriend. I feel like that's a pretty good reason to be upset, Michael." I sighed. "But Luke-" "Shut up Michael. I told you everything about my relationship with my ex boyfriend, and you still had the nerve to treat me like that. I thought after you said you like me, that you would be the exact opposite, and actually make me feel special, but you're just like him!" I yelled.

"I'm not just like him. I would never touch you the way he did!" He defended. "Whatever Michael." I grumbled, walking up to my doorstep.

I unlocked the door, and felt myself being turned around. My back fell roughly against the wall, and I winced at the contact. I felt a rough grip on my wrists that were pinned up by my head. I looked up to Michael shyly, who had an angry expression written across his face. I felt smaller and smaller under his stare. "Don't you ever compare me to him like that!" He grumbled angrily. I whimpered slightly, kept my eyes locked on him.

His grip tightened at my wrist and I could tell he was actually angry at me. I winced again, and tried prying from his grip. "Y-You said y-you'd never t-touch me like he d-did, but you're d-doing it r-r-right now." I whimpered, and immediately felt his grip loosen, and his hands dropped to his sides. I rubbed one of my wrists with my hand, and turned away from him, running up the stairs.

"Luke wait." I heard Michael sigh from behind me. I felt tears fall from my face as I ran into my room. I threw myself onto my bed, and laid in a fetus position with half of my face in the pillow.

"Luke?" I heard Michael ask from my closed door.

"Go away!" I groaned. I pulled the blankets over my head like a little kid would, trying to block out the noise. I heard my door open, and close, and moments later, the bed sunk beside me.

"I'm really sorry about what happened just now. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was being extremely hypocritical, and I wasn't paying attention to how much I was hurting you. I was just mad. I'm also sorry about not showing up last night. I dont know, Alex just tempted me I guess. I broke up with him during third period today, though. I really do like you Luke, and I hope you still have a little bit of interest in me." He said, and I shook my head, not pulling the blankets away from my head.

"I felt so stupid last night when you didn't show up." I cried, and I heard Michael sigh.

"I know Luke and I'm still very very very sorry." He said quietly.

I sighed. "I believe in second chances. Just please don't hurt me anymore." I mumbled.

"Really?" He asked and I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Yeah."

"Luke. Can you come out from under the blankets so I can see your beautiful face?" He asked in a flirty tone, and I quietly laughed. "No. I'm crying. I look ugly." I argued, and I felt the blanket being torn away from me. "Michael!" I whined.

He laid down beside me, and pulled me closer, kissing my tears away. "You look beautiful." He whispered, and I smiled, burying my face in his shoulder.

"I really like your room. It's adorable." He said, and I looked around my room. "Everything's pink." I laughed. He quietly laughed, and nodded.

I looked up at him, and bit my lip. "Hey. You know that time where we almost kissed?" I asked, and he smirked, nodding. "You know. We could maybe...i dont know..." I said, trailing my finger up his chest, and met met eyes with his.

"We could what?" He asked, and smiled down at me.

"You know.." I mumbled, and poked his chest.

"I wanna hear you say it." He laughed.

"Kiss me you jerk." I spat, and he laughed before taking my chin between his thumb and index finger, kissing my lips softly. I melted into his lips immediately, but didn't feel like I was close enough. I scooted closer to him, and wrapped one of my arms around his neck, and the other rested on his side. We moved our lips in sync, and his tongue gently pushed against mine. I played with the hair on the back of his head while his tongue expertly explored my mouth.

His hand ran down my back, and over my bum, resting on my upper thigh. He pulled my leg up, making It lay over his own.

"Hey Luke I- holy moly." I heard from the door, and I jumped away from Michael, directing my attention towards the door. I looked to see my mum standing in the doorway with Ashton standing behind her.

"H-Hi." I blushed, and she silently walked into my room, leaving Ashton awkwardly standing by the door.

"Who...Who's this?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"Mum. This is Michael." I said, and her eyes widened.

"Oh. Michael. I've heard plenty about you." She said, and I blushed, burying my head in his shoulder.

"So anyway. Luke. Your friend was at the door so, yeah." She said and left, letting ash in. Once she shut the door, awkward silence took over to room.

"I'm sorry you saw that." I said quietly.

He shook his head. "I just came to apologize to you. I was just kinda scared you were gonna leave me, like when you were saying 'You're my best friend so far' and saying that I didn't mean anything to you just kinda hurt. I know now that you didn't mean to sound like that." He said, and shoved his hands in his pockets.

I smiled, and ran over to him, hugging his neck. I felt his hands slowly wrap around my waist. "I missed having a best friend." He said, and I giggled. "Me too." I said, and we pulled back. He smiled at me, and said. "You know. I think I'm gonna leave you and Michael alone. You guys seem to be having a good time." He said, and ruffled my hair. "Thanks ash." I laughed, and watched him walk out of the door. I was about to jump back on the bed, but I heard my mum instead.

"Lucifer! You and Michael down here now." I heard her yell from downstairs.

"Aww. Is Lukey gonna get in trouble?" He asked in a baby tone, standing up and walking out of the door with me.

"No." I spat as we walked into the kitchen. I saw my mum drinking a cup of tea, and I sarcastically smiled at her as we walked in the room.

"Luke. You know the rules." She said, and I internally rolled my eyes.

"No bringing in boys you don't know." I sighed.

"Yes. But since you have told me almost everything I need to know about Michael, I'll let it slide." She said, and I blushed lightly as he smirked down at me. I felt him grip my waist softly.

"Mum. Can we go?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"Inform Michael of the rest of the rules just so he knows." She smirked and I narrowed my eyes at her. She laughed, and watched as I blushed. Michael laughed, looking down at me. I looked down at the counter before reciting the rules.

"Don't be silly, wrap your willy.
No illegal items.
Never sit on more than one dîck in this house. It's not classy.
No basic bìtches allowed."

I hid my face in his chest as he laughed. My mum laughed quietly as she left the room.

"She makes me do that every time someone comes over." I grumbled. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed the top of my head.