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Eight - Non-Official

Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love. ~Ovid

Luke's POV

I stood there, waiting for an answer. Watching Michael look me up and down. I ducked my head when I didn't get one, a vocal answer that is.

"I'm sorry.." I mumbled. "I-It was stupid. I can, I can just go." I turned to walk out of the room but Michael grabbed my wrist, pulling me back to face him.

"Look at me Luke." Michael said softly, but I kept my head down. "Luke, look at me." I lifted my eyes up to him, eventually my head. My face instantly heating. "You're not stupid," He took in a deep breath. "And don't walk out on me."

I opened my mouth to answer, but instead I was pushed against the wall, Michael's face close to mine. If I didn't know any better, I would say he would punch me. But instead, he pushed his lips against my own. At first I didn't do anything, thinking that this would be just like last time.

"Kiss me back," Michael said before continuing. So I managed to move my lips in synch with his own as he pressed his body against my own.

"M-Mikey," I panted. "N-No."

"What? What do you mean no?" Michael asked as he pulled back, wide eyes searching for any sign from me.

"B-Because, you're going to show u-up tomorrow and s-start this whole thing o-over." I mumbled.

Michael have a sympathetic look. "No I won't."

"You-You say that.." I said, folding my arms, looking away from Michael.

"I promise." Michael said, gently kissing a trail up my neck and across my jaw line.

"M-Michael no." I whimpered, pushing him back as my eyes welled with tears.

"I don't get it, this is what you want. Isn't it?" Michael asked a pained expression slowly taking over his features.

"It is," I sighed. "But it's not what you want."

"I-It is.." Michael mumbled. "Luke please, just give me a shot."

"I don't know if I can." I said quietly.

"Please, please Luke." Michael said. "I need you, I swear I do. And-And you need me, I know it."

"Michael.." I sighed.

"Please.." Michael whimpered. "Please, please."

I chewed on my lip slowly as I scanned Michael. He looked so weak, so I couldn't question if he was just faking. Because he was most certainly not.

So with a tiny voice I spoke. "Kiss me?"

Michael broke into a huge smile before pushing me down against the bed, climbing up and over me. His lips attached my neck and sucked on the soft skin. Eventually he moved back to my lips, gently biting down and pulling on my lip, pulling on my lip ring and as a result I released a throaty moan.

It wasn't too much long before the door creaked open and Ashton's vice screeched. "Oh my gosh! Whoa!"

"Get off." I hissed at Michael as my face turned a bright red.

"Damn.." Ashton said. "I leave you two alone for two seconds and this is what I get."

"Leave him alone." Michael snapped at Ashton.

"Okay," Ashton sighed. "So, is everything all worked out now."

I looked to Michael, hoping he would say yes. Which he did, he nodded his head and Ashton smiled.

"That's good, I hope it all works out." Ashton said. "Anyways, I'll leave you two alone for a bit."

"Okay." Michael said as Ashton shut the door. Leaving us alone.

Michael laid down on the bed while I just watched him. Observing. And when Michael finally saw me staring he smiled as I blushed.

Opening his arms he spoke, "Luke just come lay with me."

"O-Okay." I gave a shy smile before laying next to Michael. He ran his hand through my hair, and when he reached the nape of my neck he would play with the tuff of hair there. Until eventually I fell sleep on his chest.

AUTHOR'S NOTIFICATION

I feel like this was short but you'll live. Cause I'm having like writer's block crap and I just want it to be Christmas so I can get everything over with. Like I hate the holiday season because I am so stressed out that all I do is cry a lot. :/ fricken hate it.

Anyways I hope you had/having a good day.

Hugs, Kisses, Cuddles and Serenades xX