It's hard to live a life with the other half gone. or Michael is prison and Luke has to live.

teenage!muke

prisoner!michael likes to pick on parole officer!luke

student!luke and teacher!michael have some pretty big problems.

"i fucking hate you, irwin" "sorry, hemmings? i couldn't hear you there, my dick was in your mouth" in which luke and ashton hates each other with a passion and are forced to be roommates through a whole summer filled with hate that somehow takes a sexual turn (for a better introduction i advise you to read the prologue lol)

Luke Hemmings had been neighbors with Michael Clifford for as long as he could remember. Playing outside in the warm California air, having late night conversations through their windows that were right across from one another. It was everything a child could want at the age of 11. Michael had been traveling the country with his family for the past five years for his fathers business. The Clifford's still owned the house right next door to the Hemmings. Now both boys being 16. Michael's parents wanting him to finish up high school in the city he grew up in. You could say when Luke found out he was ecstatic. Finally getting see that his best friend Michael Clifford was moving back. Little did he know he was in for a big surprise. [vaguely based off the book Lola and the boy next door by Stephanie Perkins. ]

"You're his beauty in an ugly world." or when artist!luke has a thing or two to teach artist!michael.

Michael is a famous reality TV star, living the Hollywood dream while doing absolutely nothing besides causing drama. or where Luke is a average guy living in L.A. with his best friend wasting away his life watching 'Life as a Clifford' for a certain rainbow hair boy. © All Rights Reserved

in a horizontal integration type of business, people like luke don't really belong. cross dressing twenty-nine year olds aren't supposed to watch their thirty-one year old CEO buy as many firms as he can simply to maximize everyone's profit.  but here luke is, in a dark blue skirt and grey top, dropping his communications report on michael's desk five minutes before 10 p.m., his blue eyes falling lower and lower as the minutes take on.