intrusive - michaelandluke

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Michael

"Wake me up! Wake me up insid-"

"Michael Gordon, I will kick you out of my house!" Ashton yelled, all three of us walking towards our respected cars.

"I'm sorry, I'm just really excited to meet Bryana!" I confessed, Luke opening the car door of his jeep for me. "I keep getting freaked out because Luke doesn't look like Luke." Ashton laughed, pulling his car door open. "Honestly me too." I laughed, looking over towards the used to be punk boy.

We had taken out his piercings and hid his tattoos, dying his hair and making him look like a fancy upperclassmen rather than the usual punk boy he aspired to be. He looked unrecognizable since we also quiffed up his hair instead of it laying it flat on his head. He was clean shaven and it felt like the boy I was dating wasn't even him anymore.

"What? You don't like me like this?" Luke pouted, shutting my door and leaning in to kiss me through the car window. It felt weird without his lip rings but kissed him back nonetheless.

"Bye Mikey! Bye fake Luke! I'll see you at La Dolce Vita!" Ashton yelled, driving off off to pick up his date. "Alright, so where is this place at?" Luke questioned, putting the gear in drive.
"I'll pull up the GPS." I answered, quickly typing in the address Ashton gave me.

"Alright so it says it's on Woodward. So we have to get on the freeway and then get off on exit 16." I replied, aimlessly scrolling.

"I'm gonna hope nobody recognizes me."

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"Time to face the public eye." Luke whispered, fear thick in his voice.
"It'll be okay, Luke. If it helps, I don't even recognize you." I assured, grabbing his hand.

He squeezed it and got out, opening the door for me. "Shall we?"

"Are you gonna keep saying that every date we have?"

"Maybe."

"Loser."

"But I'm your loser, kitten."

"Shut up." I blushed, walking into the restaraunt.

"Hi. Reservation for Irwin?"

"Ah yes, they're already here. Right this way." The hostess smiled and led us to a booth. I saw Ashton facing towards us and a peak of blonde hair showing in front of him.

Luke was still on edge and was grateful no one noticed him yet.

"Hey, guys!" Ash waved as we got closer. I finally came into view and saw the blonde girl.

"Oh my gosh, Ash. She's gorgeous!" I fawned, the girl looking up and blushing hard at my comment.
"Thank you. I'm Bryana by the way." She smiled, holding out her hand.
"I'm Michael but you can call me Mike. This is my boyfriend, Luke." I introduced, afraid Luke would say something he'd regret. I shook her hand and Luke shook her, muttering a small 'Hi.'

We got settled in so I was next to Luke and Ashton was forced to sit by Bryana.

"Hello. Are you boys ready for drinks?" The waiter asked, pulling out a pen and looking directly towards us. "I'll have a coke, please." The waiter nodded and looked towards Luke. "I'll just have water please." Luke spoke, immediately covering himself with the menu.

"Of course. I'll be back with your drinks and I'll take your orders." The waiter said, raising an eyebrow at the blond.

"So, tell me about you guys! How'd you meet?" Bryana questioned, smiling her dazzling teeth at me.

"It's a funny story actually."

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The entire table was laughing, all of us having a good time. We were all starting to sweat due to the laughter and the heat. Not to mention the harsh lighting. I looked over at Luke and stopped laughing once I noticed he was starting to sweat off his shitty 10 dollar foundation he bought.

I watched him absentmindedly wipe at his neck as he still laughed with Bryana and Ashton. The whole side of his neck was exposed and I started to panic.

"Here you are gentlemen and lady." The waiter spoke, setting down the bill as Luke dabbed at his neck, probably completely forgetting his foundation was there.

"Your tattoos look very familiar."

Luke and I froze, meeting the eyes of the waiter.

"Nevermind. But please, take your time." The waiter spoke, suspiciously glancing between all four of us.

I saw the waiter retreat to the hostess stand and pick up his phone.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

He looked frantically between Luke and the phone screen and I internally started to panic. I started to hit Luke to get his attention but everything came crashing down the second someone yelled.

"That's Luke Hemmings! Look at the tattoos!"

"Oh my god! Someone call the cops!"

Everything went in slow motion after that as Luke took off towards the front doors but it was blocked by waiters. Someone tried to tackle him down but he dodged them and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the kitchen. We burst through the doors and everyone in the kitchen looked ready to fight us.

We heard police sirens in the distance and we knew we were fucked.

Yelling was heard and suddenly, men in dark suits came running in ever direction and I clung to Luke.

He was being grabbed and so was I but I started to cry as he grabbed my face and pulled me in for a kiss.

"I love you, Michael! I love with you everything I have! I'm sorry for ruining your life!" He cried, being pulled away as I suddenly felt handcuffs being placed on me.

"I love you too, Luke. I love you so much.." I sobbed, being held up by the police officers.

"Let's go."

I didn't register anything else as dark spots clouded my vision.

The screaming got fainter and the last thing I saw was Luke's tear stained face.

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A/N: oh shit -F♡