Crossed Wires // Muke Clemmings

Chapter Seventeen

*WARNING:POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING*

Michael's P.O.V

"What the fuck is his problem?" Ashton asks, referring to Luke with a questioning look on his face

I shrug, not caring to much about it

"I'll be right back" I tell them

I walk up the stairs and check all the rooms and find a sulking Luke in Calum's room

"I was fucking joking, my god." I snap at him, startling him

He sits up, pulling he knees to his chest

"But you didn't have to make me feel uncomfortable" he almost whispers pushing himself farther away from me

I step farther into the room

"Uncomfortable? Uncomfortable! How would that make you feel uncomfortable?! You really think I'd be serious about that?! Yeah okay mistakes are made, you tripped and fell, I tried to make a joke and I make you uncomfortable! Wow can't even joke with my friends anymore" I yell, rolling my eyes

Luke's eyes widen

"I-I'm sorry, I'm just not p-put into situations like that a-alot" he stutters nervously

"Situations like what?! Where you trip and fall into somebody? Because that happens way to fucking much for you to come up here and sulk away like a baby!" I shout in the little space between us

"Or situations where I make stupid little jokes that you take way to seriously! You know what! I'm done! Done with trying to make you laugh! No more jokes from me! All I do is try and everyone cries because I make a mistake! I'm a human too, I have feelings!" I yell

"I know Michael, I know! But I don't want you to stop, you always make me happy when I'm sad. Please don't go." he pleads, tears escaping his eyes as he whispered the last sentence

"I'm done" I say, waving my hand in the dismissively, leaving him in his thoughts

I walk to my room and slam the door shut

I don't feel bad for what I did

Because I made a silly little joke and he takes it all in and gets all pissy

God he can't take a joke!

My phone is vibrating on end and it doesn't stop

I open them and not to my surprise they are all from Luke

Hemmings - please I'm so sorry

Hemmings - I didn't mean it

Hemmings - please answer me!

The same thing over and over again

I didn't need to tell him to stop over text message

I turn around and open my door, marching down to Calum's room to find a crying Luke sending more text messages after another

"Give it up. I told you I'm done. At first I thought I couldn't be taken seriously but now I'm taken way too seriously. Make up your damn mind. I used to have said the same exact thing and you would have rolled over and bursted out in a fit of laughter. Now I say something to try and make you feel better and I make you 'uncomfortable' and you run up here and pout. I'm done" I said, surprisingly calm

He bursts out into hysterical sobs, screaming almost

Ashton and Calum run upstairs

They immediately notice Luke crying and run to comfort him

"Why are you crying?" Calum asks, rubbings Lukes back

I turn around and run as fast as I can to my room

I shut the door and lock It

Why does my life have to be so goddamn difficult!

Don't try and tell me I was to mean on him because he can't keep messing with me like that

One second I breath and it's funny and another second I blink and he storms out of the room and pouts

Of course Ashton and Calum would comfort him because he's the upset one and I'm always the bad guy

I walk into my bathroom and to my surprise a tear of frustration escapes my eye, I wipe it away quickly as I here a knock on the door

I quickly open the back of my mirror and look at the items

Toothpaste,

Acne cream,

A razor...

Hmm, a razor

I suppose the frustration and sadness got to me because I'm full on crying at the moment

I look up at the opened mirror

I quickly grab the razor and disassemble it

I turned away from the door of my bathroom, my arm hits all the razor pieces

I try to pick up a blade but my hand won't stop shaking

I calm myself down and pick up the razor

I place it on my arm, but I don't cut

"No." I whisper to myself, dropping the blade, quickly reassembling the razor

I walk out of the bathroom and climb into my bed

I pull the covers up to my chin and creep on twitter before I fall asleep

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