I spent most of Thursday inside of my room, except for the time where I ate, Luke and I meditated in the morning, which made Luke even sadder, but he doesn’t understand, I care so much about him, that I had to make sure he staid sober, I would do it with or without money. Luke had to go around noon to rehearse with the boys.
Michael tried to call me twice during the day, but I ignored it, I just wanted to be alone.
At night time Luke yelled at me to get downstairs, I hurried downstairs hoping that he was ready to talk, but he just frowned at me and said, “your boyfriend is here” I sighed, feeling a lump in my throat.
Michael walked inside, “hey, are you okay?” I gave him a fake smile, “yeah, of course” I followed him outside so Luke couldn’t hear us, “did you and Luke have a fight?” Michael asked giving me a worried look, “yeah, but we’ll be fine” I assured him, even though I had no clue, I still wasn’t 100% why he was mad at me, “so, are you coming tomorrow?” Michael asked changing the subject. I had recieved a text message from Vivian earlier saying that I needed to attend, because there would be booze, “yeah, I am” I gave him the best smile I could manage, without making it look fake, “good, I’ll look forward to see you in a fancy dress” he then said goodbye, and drove.
The event tomorrow was an award show, I didn’t really know which one. All the management had said was that it’s fancy but not too fancy, and that I was Luke’s date, ‘not Michael’s’. I had been thinking a lot about what they meant by that, did they know about Michael and I’s trip yesterday? I can reassure them that there is nothing going on between Michael and me, we’re just friends.
I went inside again, Australia gets really cold at night. Luke was sitting on the couch, “hi” I mumbled, he looked at me, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He stood up with a magazine in his hand, “is there something going on with you and Michael?” he asked quietly, I looked at him in disbelief, was this really what was annoying him?, “absolutely not” I laughed trying to sound more convincing. There wasn’t something going on between Michael and me, but when people asked me serious questions, and I told the truth they never seemed to trust me.
He walked closer to me, and handed me the magazine he was holding in his hands, “page 23” I flipped through the pages until I found the said page, ‘Is Michael stealing Luke’s girl?, Michael Clifford from the famous band 5 Seconds of summer was spotted at a carnival with the hot brunette, we earlier have seen holding hands with Luke’ I opened my mouth in shock, there was a huge picture of me and Michael sitting in the Ferris wheel looking into each others eyes, and another where we were shooting after the balloon together.
“This is not what it looks like” I quickly said, “well what is it then?” Luke yelled, I felt the anger rise in me, “how dare you think that I would get involved with one of your friends, I thought you knew me better than that” I barked, “Michael and I are just friends, and for the record he’s not my type” Luke rolled his eyes, “I’m so done with you Luke, I can’t take your bullshit anymore” my lips were trembling, “so what are you gonna do? Leave me?!” Luke roared, I pushed him up against the wall, Luke looked at me in shock, he didn’t move, even though he could if he wanted to “no, because, I fucking care about you Luke, and I’m not gonna watch you relapse” I hissed quietly and let go of him. The tears was streaming down my face, I ran up to my room, leaving Luke speechless.