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 expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

Just another entirely cliche Cinderella story.

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.

sequel to 'the boy with the white eyes'.

"We used to actually hate each other, for uh a solid year of my life." "I still hate you." "Get out of my interview Michael, Your in my view" "Shut up Luke, I am the view." "Anyways... I actually change my mind, I actually still really hate Michael, he's not all that great." (UNFINISHED- so take this story as a lil slice of life if you will :)

it all started with a dare.

michael, thats kind of the point of a secret admirer. its a secret for a reason. [ lowercase intended ] ©2014 PunkRockCal (lionsandcoffee) / L. Cecilia

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

I try describe the perfect boy in my head, tall, sparkling blue eyes, soft blond hair, small cute nose, plump lips. The perfect boy I imagine is in indescribable because he's much much more that this. The perfect boy sits in my class everyday, the perfect boy smiles at me, the perfect boy likes my kind of music, the perfect boy likes girls.... AUTHORS NOTE: THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY MADE UP :)

In which Luke's been smitten with Michael ever since the older boy let him use his special, limited edition, Buzz Lightyear themed pack of crayons in kindergarten. Michael's absolutely perfect to Luke, and the lovesick boy wouldn't have it any other way. There's only one problem. Michael's straight, and has a girlfriend. And boy, does Luke know it. It hits him in the face every day at school, and now in Luke's recurring nightmares.