i'll do my best // muke

Way past ten

Michael's POV.

Even though he told me to get out of his room, I didn't leave. It was way past ten and everyone had gone home. I've been sitting outside of Luke's door, but he hasn't come out yet. I stood up, and sighed, knocking on his door. He didn't answer, so I knocked again.

I slowly opened his door, and saw him laying in the middle of his bed, cuddling a pillow. I lightly smiled, and walked over to his bed. I sat down on the side of his bed, and looked down at Luke. He finally looked at peace. His hair was slightly messy, but it looked cute.

"Michael?" I heard a small voice whisper.

"Yeah?" I asked.

I saw his eyes open slowly, and he sat up, looking back at me. "Why are you still here?" He asked, not in an angry tone, but a curious one.

"I just wanted to make sure you were alright." I said, and ran my hand through his hair softly. "Will you hold me?" He asked, and I was quite surprised. "Are you sure?" I asked, and he waited a moment, before nodding. "I'll probably be mad at you again in the morning, but you're here now, and I feel lonely." He said, and I took off my jacket, leaving me in my green day t-shirt, and skinny jeans.

"Do you want some shorts?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"They're in the bottom drawer." He said, pointing to the dresser. I nodded, and walked over as he laid back down, pulling the blankets over his sweatpants, and over his shoulders.

I quickly slipped off my jeans, replacing them with the shorts. Once they were on, I walked over to the bed, and lifted up the blankets. I crawled under them, and felt Luke scoot closer to me. I smiled as he threw one of his legs over my hip, and placed his hands on my waist. His head snuggled into my chest, and I pulled him tightly into me.

I snuggled my head into his hair, and savored the moment, because in the morning, he'll hate me again.

"Michael. Why'd you do it?" He asked quietly.

"I didn't get to know you at first, and just thought you were some geek. That day after you kicked my bag all the guys saw how scared and weak you were. We all came up with this whole prank for me to get close to you and just try to bring you down I guess. But I regret it so bad. Luke I actually like you now." I said, and kissed the top of his head.

He shook his head, and sighed. "How do I know I'm not a part of another prank right now?" He asked. I held him tighter. "You don't, but trust me when I say this: If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't be laying here making sure you're okay."

"I can't trust you though. Thank you for caring anyway, wether you mean it or not." He said, and snuggled further into me, finally closing his eyes.

"I mean it." I whispered, and listened as Luke's breathing evened out.