Luke's P.O.V
Luke woke up to an empty bed, after feeling around in the dark for Michael. He frowned until he looked over to his bedside table and saw the note from Michael.
He smiled and reached for his phone. He saw that the time was 8:30pm, so he sent Michael a goodnight message, reached for his blankets and the blonde boy fell asleep for the second time that day.
Michael's P.O.V
After Troye's admission, Michael lurched from his seat and ran from the café. He ran and ran until he reached his house. As he unlocked the door he felt his phone vibrate, he reached for it and saw the goodnight text that Luke had sent him. He smiled but it instantly faded as thoughts began to rush through his mind.
What do I do now? Luke will be heartbroken. I have to tell him this. But will he freak out?
With a guilty conscience, he rushed up the stairs to his room and into the bathroom that was next to his closet. As he stood in the shower, he wondered how he would tell Luke. He could picture Luke's wounded blue eyed gaze and frown that would adorn his lips as Michael revealed the truth.
He dressed and lowered himself into bed, falling asleep with thoughts travelling through his mind about Luke and Troye.
8:00am
As the alarm sounded from Michael's bedside table his eyes fluttered open and he jumped out of bed and into the shower. He dressed, grabbed his phone and ran out of the door without breakfast. He ran along the street hoping to avoid Luke until he crashed into a hard object.
"Mikey?"
Michael felt his face turn white as a ghost as he heard the deep baritone of Luke's voice. A hand reached down to help him and he then came face to face with Luke.
His eyes glossy and his lip quivering, Luke did not look excited to see him.
In the distance, Michael could see Troye's face. A smirk painted on his small face as he turned and walked in the opposite direction.
"Michael, is it true? Are you really the father of his child?"
Michael couldn't lie to the boy, he nodded and he watched Luke's face descend into one of disappointment and anger.
Michael reached for the blonde boy, but instead of accepting his hand, the boy turned away and ran past him and away from the school.
Michael felt anger build up in his small body as he marched towards where Troye had been standing, watching the whole show.
"Because you're pregnant I am not going to hurt you even though I really want to, but what the Ḟuck did you say to Luke?"
Troye smirked at him and said "Well he deserved to know the truth, and I knew you probably wouldn't get around to telling him the truth so I thought I would"
Michael stormed away from Troye and into the bathroom where he tried calling Luke. Luke kept declining and after five calls he decided to ditch school and go to Luke and explain properly.
Luke's P.O.V
Luke ran to his house, wiping away tears falling from his eyes. As he reached the house, he opened the door and ran upstairs.
In a fit of anger, the boy began throwing objects around the room. The glass candle that he had bought for Michael, the letter that he received from Michael torn in pieces. He had his hands poised on the neck of his guitar and threw it at the glass mirror, glass shattering on the floor.
He collapsed in a heap on the floor, and remembered what Troye had told him.
"He and I are having a child. He agreed last night that he would help me with it, after he kissed me goodnight"
Luke began to scream into his pillow, reaching for his penguin pillow. His phone on the bedside table continued to vibrate as the blonde boy finally realised that the boy he loved had broken him.
Liz's P.O.V
Liz came home from work and heard commotion coming from upstairs. She dropped her shopping and her handbag onto the counter and ran up the stairs. She heard it coming from Luke's door, she opened the door and saw her son in tears huddled in the corner of his room.
"Baby, are you alright? I heard noises and you're crying. Do you want to talk to me?"
Her son leaped from his huddled position and into Liz's outspread arms. As Luke cried, Liz held her son as his small body shook in her arms.
"Mummy, I have things to tell you. I'm gay. I figured it out for a few weeks but I was afraid that you and dad wouldn't accept me. I met a guy, his name is Michael and he is the best thing that has ever happened to me but he did something to hurt me and I don't know what to do because I love him"
Liz replied "Son, I love you. Whatever your preference is. Don't worry about your father, i'll sort him out and we will respect your choices"
"Mummy, dad hits me when you aren't home" Luke says
He twists out of his mother's arms and removes his shirt. Bruises decorate his ribs and he watches his mother's eyes begin to fill with tears.
"Pack a bag, we're going to a hotel tonight away from our father. I will deal with him"
Luke hugs his mother and she leaves the room leaving Luke to pack.
Luke's P.O.V – Trigger Warning
As Luke packs his bag, he begins to hear yelling down stairs.
"YOU HIT OUR SON, ANDREW. WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING. YOU DISGUST ME. THE MAN I SEE IN FRONT OF ME CANNOT BE MY HUSBAND"
Luke exits his room and bounds down the stairs in time to see his father's hand slap his mother's face. His mother falls to the ground and cowers on the tile floor of the kitchen.
Anger rising in Luke drives him to move towards his father, just before he can throw a punch, his father's fist meets Luke's jaw. Luke is pushed against the wall and his father begins to throw punches over and over to Luke's ribs.
Luke cries out in pain but his mother cannot stop him.
Suddenly, the front door opens and Michael races in. He tears Luke's father away from Luke and punches his face. Andrew falls to the floor and Liz stands, holding the wall to stand. She run upstairs and comes back with two bags.
Michael lifts Luke's beaten body and carries him out the front door. As Luke's eyes close, the last thing he sees is Michael's angelic face and hears the words "Luke, I love you. Please stay with me"
I wanna sleep next to you
But that's all I wanna do right now
And I wanna come home to you
But home is just a room full of my safest sounds
