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dear ashton,

what the fuck is your problem?

love,

luke

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the thunder went by rattling the house and causing me to let out a whimper. i never liked storms so this wasn't really unordinary.

but, usually, i have ashton there to cuddle with. we used to always talk or sing until the storm passed.

but he's not here.

shaking, i pull one of the blankets around my body and pull get up. i slowly make my way to michael's bedroom door. inside, i can hear the shuffling of sheets.

i knock softly, biting my shaking bottom lip. "michael," i whimper.

he opens the door and pulls me inside without question. "do you want me to get anything?" he asks as i crawl into his bed.

"nothing you can get," i say quietly, shaking my head. he nods and climbs in on the other side, facing away from me.

"goodnight, luke."

"michael?"

"yeah?"

"thank you."

"don't."

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