Michael was read like an open book. Except the pages weren't visible and people only read the blurb. He was everything society hated; mute, gay, and lost. He had nothing, he was nothing. The only thing keeping him going were the stars in the night sky, in which he'd gaze upon each night. That was until he met a boy. Perhaps it was fate, maybe even written in the stars, but Michael found his way to the boy. The boy filled his silence with love. The boy loved him despite everything. The boy who was his only reason ➳ "But you talk to Calum." 'He's the only exception.' © twinklemalum, 2015. All rights reserved. Started: 01/09/15