"because I have a L on my wrist, I think it's you."

teacher!luke fell in love with daddy!michael.

Luke is infatuated with the boy with locker number 2537.

There are 100 million calls every year, and almost 80.000 serious calls every day. But one of those serious calls can lead to something. It can lead to wide grins, sighs of relief, and maybe love. But it can also lead to never ending silence, and pain. / highest ranking: fanfiction #152 &mystery/thriller #301 / [cover by: lukesque] © ashtimelows

COMPLETED | "But it tears me up inside because she doesn't even know I exist."

❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans

{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

Michael didn't say much. Luke said nothing at all. Luke and Michael were perfect for each other. Silent. But still perfect. WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES

❝Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again, even if it's just pretend.❞

»My only disorder is loving you, darling.«