[I KNOW THAT PICTURE IS PHOTOSHOPPED BUT WHOEVER DID IT IS AMAZING BECAUSE IT LOOKS SO REAL!! MY MUKE HEART CAN NOT HANDLE IT! so because that picture is beautiful enjoy this Muke filled chapter]

Michael was lounging around in his man-cave watching some movies alone. The camera crew were over filming his parents and their friends, they were having a fancy dinner party.

They wanted to film Michael but he did absolutely nothing except watch the large TV screen on the wall. Some of the crew said some unforgivable words towards him to get some reaction out of him, all they got was the middle finger from Michael and a bowl of popcorn thrown at them. They left after that.

Calum had told Michael he'd be over later and well, it was later and Michael was getting impatient with his best friend because he was absolutely bored out of his mind.

It had been a few days since the boy saw Ashton and he wondered if the boy was working today. Michael decided to text him and see.

[To: Curly]

do u wanna hang out?

[From: Curly]

I'm working

Michael frowned at his phone, he wanted to see the boy. His mood lighting up a bit when he saw Ashton texted again.

[From: Curly]

you could hang out with Luke, he's at home. then when I get off work we could order a pizza :)

Michael thought about it for a moment. He was rather bored, and the blond boy wasn't that bad the other day. Michael could go for some company, so he texted Ashton back asking for Luke's number.

[To: Luke]

Hey this is Michael.
Ashton gave me your number, do you want to hang out for a bit till he gets off work?

[From: Luke]

Is this some sick joke?

Michael laughed out loud, he knew the boy had a slight obsession with him, but he didn't mind, Luke was nice.

[To: Luke]

No it's not a joke. I'll be over in 20, is that cool?

[From: Luke]

yeah yeah sure..

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Michael didn't bother cleaning up his mess before he left. It's not like anyone besides Calum goes into that room with him anyway. He grabbed his car keys and made his way to Luke and Ashton's place after he ask Ashton for their address since he still believes Luke was a little wary about the text message. Michael wasn't sure he'd even get the address out him. Probably thinking he's a crazy psycho texting him or something.

After driving for around the same neighborhood for five minutes Michael found a parking spot and made his way into the complex. He double checked that his car was locked and that there was no one following him.

He checked Ashton's text once again to make sure he remembered the apartment number right, and found it on the third floor at the end of the hallway.

Michael knocked on the door. Few moments later he heard shuffling on the other side and the door unlocking. There stood Luke, a shocked expression on his face.

Luke gasped, "Holy fucking shit!"

Michael laughed making his way inside. "Hello to you too."

"I thought that text message I got was some joke."

Michael smirked towards the blond, "It wasn't."

Michael looked around the apartment, Luke slowly trailing along behind him. He looked at all the pictures on the walls, snickering at some of Ashton's baby pictures. Then he came across one of Luke and Ashton in a cap and gown assuming it was from their high school graduation. "How long have you guys know each other?" Michael questioned, pointing toward the framed photo.

"Uh-Oh," Michael's voice breaking Luke out of his day dreaming. "Junior Year. It's been about four years now. I know it's not a long time, but when we met it instantly clicked between us. Been glued to each other's hips ever since."

Michael smiled at Luke, "I think it's sweet. I've only know Calum for two--almost three--years. I met him at some random Starbucks when I moved here. If I remember correctly it was a few months before my family started our show."

Michael noticed something flash in Luke's eyes when he mentioned the show. "Hey Michael, stay right there. Don't move! I'll be right back." He watched as Luke sprinted off into the direction of what looked like the living room.

Michael was curious. He ignored Luke's request and followed him. What he didn't expect was to find Luke turning off the TV and gathering a box set of DVDs that looked like the Life as a Clifford; one that Michael got to help design. Luke was cramming them into the small closet in the corner of the room.

"Whatcha doing Luke?"

Luke jumped in surprise, the DVDs flying from his grip. He cursed. "Um, nothing." Michael watched him smile, trying to act innocent.

Michael walked over to one of the disks lying on the ground close by and picked it up.

"Ashton told me you liked my show, but I didn't expect you to have the box set."

"Oh those? Those aren't mine... I'm just holding them for a friend... Yeah a friend! They lov-"

"Shut up Luke."

"What?"

"It's okay that you like my show," Michael gestured to the fallen DVDs on the ground. "And it's okay that you have the box set. I actually helped design the box, I think it's pretty cool."

"You do?" Luke asked, a bit surprised. Michael could see a faint blush on Luke's cheeks.

Michael winked, causing Luke's blush to turn a darker shade of red, "I do. You're also not too bad yourself."

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an: this took forever to write because I kept getting distracted which never happens. Hopefully this muke chapter makes up for the lack of muke in the story so far. I'm trying not to rush it so it'll be a bit before anything major happens between them.

Thanks for reading!! :)