I had lived there for about eight months.
I remember seeing the dark haired guy. Sometimes walking to his car, sometimes helping his mother with the younger kids. Sometimes he was shirtless, and swimming in his pool in their backyard. They were obviously rich.
Once he smiled at me. I sat perched in my bedroom window, legs dangling out the window. It was night time, and I tried to act as if I was sitting here for any other reason than to see him shirtless.
I just admired the guy from a distance. I had heard his mother call him Mike, so he was just "Mike" in my mind.
I was always too shy to say anything, or just assumed that since he didn't say anything he wanted nothing to do with me. So I had pretty much gotten used to the fact that Mike would never be more than a work of art to me.
Until one night.
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oh man the beginning of this is so :// ugh
but i swear u will love this story
this chapter is written a little ahead
luke is kinda nerdy and artsy and he HAS GLASSES while michael is a kinda sporty and spontaneous and fun and basically the complete opposite i am so ready 4 this
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neighbors//muke
Fanfictionmichael and luke were next door neighbors aka the story where luke is a nerdy artist type and michael swims and goes 2 parties and is the complete opposite of luke cover by postermgc
