Luke.
I walked into michaels room.
There sat an empty bed and empty covors in an empty room.
I saw a little notebook sitting on the desk next to the bed.
It was labled.
"Michaels" and had no lock on it.
I could real it.
But why would I like to.
Why do I want to.
My hand reached for the notebook an grabs it.
It's a good 1000 pages.
Only about 20 pages filled in.
I opened the first page and read.
Dear luke,
Days have gone by sense I've seen you, you've made my life turn into hell.
Last I knew you were single.
Can it please stay that way?
Prob not.
You won't answer my calls anymore or my texts, I'm so sorry luke... forgive me please.
- Mikey
I kept reading and reading.
Every note started with the same starting.
Dear luke.
Michael wanted to kill himself and I feel like shit.
I didn't know how he felt.
He never spoke up.
Ever
It's all my fault.
All my fault.
Michael needs to stay asleep.
So I can get what I deserve.
YOU ARE READING
Notes •muke•
FanfictionMichael Clifford is insanely in love with his boyfriend, Luke Hemmings, they are both socially and mentally depressed. They face problems in the end.
