"you know these are bad for you, right?" "you know i dont give a fuck, right?" or; where luke works at a gas station and michael goes there to buy cigarettes everyday [lower case intended]
"top or bottom?" "ex-excuse me?" "do you want the top bunk or bottom bunk?" in which luke has a dirty mind as well as a crush on his roommate. tops!michael bottoms!luke - © 2016 | -riptidemuke | all rights reserved.
So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum...
"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking a...
I hate him. Everything about him is perfect. His hair, His eyes, His voice. He's everything i've ever wanted. But in the end i'll always end up broken.I'm going to get hurt again and i know it. I hate him for a lot of reasons. But mostly, i hate him because i'm falling for him.
When Calum turned to us, his eyes a bright orange, his teeth pointy and a sudden amount of facial hair covering his jawline, Ashton and I both knew, he wasn't Human. The flash of green, followed by that amazing laugh I'd grown so fond of and a yelp as the big wolf went missing, meant nothing more than the fact Michael...
As far as their fans know, Michael Clifford & Luke Hemmings are just 'bandmates', but they are so much more than that. Same goes for Ashton Irwin & Calum Hood, who are both hopelessly in love with one and other. *Warning: Story may be triggering*
