talk // muke

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"Go to calums locker." Michael said, while holding Luke's hand, trailing behind him.

"We c-could g-go in th-there instead." He joked, pointing to a janitors closet.

"You're funny, but no." Michael laughed, kissing Luke's cheek.

Luke led him towards Calum's locker, but was stopped on the way. He felt his back being roughly pushed into the lockers, causing him and Michael to separate.

Luke felt a fist fly across his face.

"What the hell?!" Michael yelled, trying to pull the guy off of Luke, but he was held back by two other ones.

He thrashed around, watching his sweet boyfriend get beaten.

"Luke!" He yelled roughly shaking out of the other guys grips when he saw Luke's head hit the locker roughly.

People just stood around and watched, not even trying to help.

Michael yanked the guy away from Luke, shoving him to the ground. Michael didn't even have time to see Luke fall to the ground before he was sending punches right across the guys face.

"Hey! Get off!" He heard. The schools cops were prying Michael off of the guy and rushing Luke to the nurse. When Michael was pulled up, he spit on the guy before being led to the office.

-

Michael was pissed. He was sitting across from the guy that had hit Luke.

Ashton.

The cops were filing reports and the principal was making calls.

Luke walked in, and weakly smiled at Michael. He had an ice pack on his head, and his eye was starting to bruise. He walked over and sat beside Michael.

"Now, Michael please explain to me what happened." The principal said.

"Nobody even said anything to him, and all of a sudden he started beating up my boyfriend."

"He didn't have to say anything. He deserves it!" The guy said back.

"He did nothing to you!" Michael yelled.

"So? He's a retard." Ashton mumbled.

Michael stood up, and slammed his hands on the table. "He is not!"

"Michael.." Luke said, grabbing onto Michael's arm, making him sit back down.

"I-I-I th-think we sh-" Luke started.

"I-I-I-I-I-" Ashton mocked, so Michael stood up, and ran around the table, only to be held back by two of the cops.

"You're disgusting. He is such an amazing person, and you're making him feel like shit just because he's not like you. He's so much stronger than you'll ever be. He's so much smarter than you'll ever be." Michael spat, sitting back down next to Luke.

"Give it up. I'm sick and tired of him getting all of this special treatment. I bet your parents spoil you, and probably even wipe your ass for you." Ashton spat, and Luke felt his eyes fill up with tears.

He shook his head, and quickly got up. He couldn't stay in there anymore, so he left.

Michael glared at Ashton. He couldn't begin to explain the hatred he had for him.

"His parents hate him." Michael mumbled, so Ashton looked up. "He's scared to go home, and now he's scared to come to school thanks to people like you. I shouldn't be the one to tell you this, but you should know how insensitive that comment was. Leave him alone, and let him try to enjoy his life." Michael mumbled, and ran his hands through his hair.

He wanted to cry for Luke. He shouldn't have to deal with stuff like this.

"I- I didn't know that." Ashton said.

"Doesn't matter. You still said it." Michael whispered, just wanting to hear his punishment, and be able to go find Luke.

"My parents hate me too." Ashton said, and looked down at the table.

"Im sorry, but that doesn't excuse you from being awful to him. You know, I'm only the second person who has told him I love him? You probably know how that feels, but you still had to-"

"Okay. Yeah, I get it. Can I talk to him?" Ashton muttered.

"No." Michael spat.

"I want to apologize."