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Seriously this is how I imagine it.

But seriously. Can you imagine Michael and Luke standing outside their kids school. Nursery and primary school kids everywhere, Michael earning disapproving looks from parents because of his attire and hair colours. And they would feel all awkward because it’s the first time they've done it. Luke would go first to go and find his child but the smaller kids would look up at him whispering about giants being real and he would glance back to Michael and shout “ What if I step on one? i’m too tall for this!” but then Michael would shout back. “For fucks sake Luke, go!” and then he’d realize that he swore infront of kids and when the mums around him mutter about him, he just sticks his tongue out at them before he’d run to help Luke find the children. 

Not so bad boy (Luke)

I didn’t expect it to be this long but i got carried away.

no smut, sorry.

i don’t know how to describe this.. 

He was always there, standing at the same corner day after day. He always wore black, ripped, skinny jeans and a leather jacket; those seemed to be his signature look. His hair was once a bright blonde but ,over his teen years, it slowly darkened to a deep, dirty blonde. The teen hadn’t shaved in a few days, so small dark blonde hairs littered his jaw,chin and parts of his neck. His face was always covered in cuts and bruises, fresh , most likely done that day. He always held his electric vape in his hand, occasionally sucking in the condensed liquid.

I saw him everyday, I never realized I did until he and his friends weren’t there one day. A small frown etched it’s way onto my lips, I always found it hot when he rose the vape to his pierced lip. Well that’s my entertainment for the day gone.. I thought, dryly. Maybe he went home, it is nearly one o'clock in the morning.. A voice in the back of my mind reminded me. 

My body was drenched head to toe, the weather obviously not on my side. I let out a breath of relief when I realized that I was nearly home, that was until I got stopped.

A gruff man in a florescent jacket held his hand up to stop me from walking any further. “Excused me miss, this road is closed.“

A long groan left my lips as I turned on my heel. I hated this part of town, it’s always so creepy. It’s known as the ‘Gang’ part of town, where all the stabbings, dealings, shootings ect happen. 

I began my detour, in the pouring rain, constantly looking around me. I feared this part of town, i’ll admit that, but in that moment what I feared more was the limping figure emerging from the shadows. The person was a male, his jacket clad right arm held onto his left shoulder and his right should was pressed against the wall for support. 

I didn’t know whether to help or run, he was clearly injured and struggling. He moved into the light of the street lamp. My hand flew to my mouth on a worried gasp as I saw who it was,The boy from the corner, rushing over to his side immediately. 

My bag slipped from my fingers as I took his bloodied arm and slipped it around my shoulder, “Here, let me help” I murmured, feeling his eyes now on me. 

He said nothing as I quickly picked up my bag, he was silent apart from the grunts and groans of pain leaving his swollen and battered lips. 

As we neared my apartment, he stopped and slumped against the wall, defeated, “i’m sorry, my house is just down this road. Do you need an ambulance? Can you walk that far?” My mind was in overdrive as I took in just how bloody he was.

He winced as he held up a hand to silence me. “ No, I can make it” he mumbled.

At that we began to walk again, my arm around his back, supporting him. I helped lower him into the porch swing as I dug around my purse for my keys, being started when he suddenly spoke up. “I’m L-Luke” He breathed unevenly,his head was tilted back and his eyes were screwed shut. 

After unlocking your door and flicking the lights on you turned to him, ready to help him again. “Well, Luke, we need to get you cleaned up” 

Luke looked so weak and vulnerable, he didn’t look like the same cocky lad that I see on the corner everyday. 

After setting Luke on the couch, I proceeded to help him remove his spoiled leather jacket. A loud gasp left my lips as I saw what was embedded into his shoulder. 

“Luke, this needs hospital treatment! I need to get yo-”

“No, no hospital, go and get a first aid kit or if you have a medical cupboard, anything you can find. “ He cut me off desperately.  

“But i dont know how to do thi-”

“I’ll talk you through it” His eyes looked pleading, so I got up and rushed to my medical cupboard.

My god mother was a surgeon, so I have everything from scalpels to stitches.I grabbed everything I had before rushing back to Luke. 

“Now, get a bowl of warm water” his struggled words hung in the air as he then realized that i never told him my name.

“Y/N, my name is Y/N” I said as I walked to the kitchen to grab a plastic bowl. 

I filled the bowl with warm water and walked back, kneeling down infront of the boy on my couch. 

“ G-grab the tweezers and carefully pull the metal out” He softly instructed. 

He must of seen the uneasy look on my face because he picked up the tweezers and placed them in my hands, my skin lighting up like a bonfire as our skin touched. 

I hesitantly lifted the cold metal to his skin, I began to gently pull the metal shards from his wound, flinching when he hissed in pain. 

“Good, you did good. Now dab the cotton tubes into the warm water and try and clean the blood.” He whispered, his eyes closed. “this may help,” he grunted as he carefully, struggling along the way, pulled off his shirt. 

His smooth,pale stomach was covered in harsh, purple bruises. After wetting the cotton tube, I gently dabbed his wound. Every time a wince or a groan left his perfect lips I stopped. Luke guided me through using the medical glue and stitches before I went to retrieve a cold pack for his stomach.

“Luke, what happened? Everyday, when I see you on that corner, you have bruises and cuts all over you..” I trail off as my eyes drift up to his.

“I.. It’s better if you don’t know…” He whispered as I lightly dabbed at his pierced lip with a cotton tube, cleaning the blood off.

I sighed and continued the same process on his eyebrow this time, having to use the glue and stitches to heal the deep gash. 

“ Did you want a shower? I’m sure I have some of my brothers clothes that would fit you and I could wash yours and sew up the rips?” My voice came out small, almost shy.

Luke’s hand brushed a few stray hairs away from my reddened cheeks as he murmured, “Thank you, Y/N. That’d be great.” The corner of his lips turned up slightly.

I helped him to the bathroom, as he was limping, before walking to my room to rummage though my chest of draws. I found my brothers old skinny jeans and sweaters so I grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a grey sweater. Walking back to the bathroom, I knocked before placing the clothes and a towel outside the door. 

I never expected today be so stress full. Looking down, I noticed that my clothes were still soaked from the rain, small droplets falling from my hairline down to my chin. After picking up Luke’s shirt and jacket from the living room I passed the bathroom, stopping when I see the clean clothes replaced with the rest of his dirty clothes. 

After emptying Luke’s pockets and placing the objects on top of the shelf, I stripped down to nothing and threw my clothes into the machine as well. I slipped on some underwear from the clean pile and began looking for some warm clothes to wear. 

Just as I opened the laundry room door to exit, having gotten dressed, I saw Luke emerge from the bathroom. He looked so cuddly in the massive sweater, my brothers jeans were a bit too big on him but the blue suited him. Luke turned around to meet my eyes before they drifted to what I was wearing; comfy thigh high socks, grey pj shorts and a huge Fall Out Boy sweater. 

He smiled, almost fondly, and pointed to my sweater. “ I like your sweater”

Luke and I ate and chatted but the chatter soon fell into silence when I brought in the sewing kit and his freshly dried clothes. He sat on my couch, his vape between his pink lips as he watched me curiously. 

He blew out his smoke, his head facing away from me, and inched closer. 

“So how do you do it?” He asked quietly.

“Do what, this?” you asked as you mended the material of his shirt.”It’s easy” I smiled as I handed him his clothes, all mended and clean.

After that night, I still saw Luke everyday. He always turned up at my doorstep to fix his wounds, but this particular night he wasn’t hurt physically, so i was confused when he turned up on my doorstep one night. 

“Luke what are you doing he-” I was cut off by his arms wrapping around me, his head nuzzling into the crook of my neck.

In the two weeks that i’ve known him now, I know that he isn’t one for being cuddly. 

“Just, please tell me everything will be okay” He whispered brokenly, the crack in his voice causing my heart to break. 

“Oh Luke..” I mumbled sadly as I stroked his hair. 

He was wearing the clothes I gave him, the ones that made him look so tiny. I lead him into the living room and sat on the sofa. No words were spoken as Luke lied his head into my lap and hugged my thighs. 

“I don’t know what to do, Y/N. I’m feeling things i’ve never felt before and I don’t know how to handle it” He mumbled. 

“ what do you mean?” I asked softly as my fingers dew pattens on his back.

“ I think i’m in love” He murmured, his eyes half closed.

“With you” he whispered faintly before letting sleep take over him.

Not So Bad Boy - Part Two (Luke)

A wonderful tumblr user asked for more bad boy Luke, i have to  because i actually enjoyed writing this. 

sorry for any mistakes, my writing is a bit rusty and i don’t have a fully functioning laptop that doesn’t stick and freeze. 

I still hadn’t gotten over that night. Neither of us spoke about it. On this day, I found myself removing the cling film from Luke’s neck. He had just gotten a new addition the many newly inked tattoos that were now embedded on the skin on his neck. 

“So, You’re really going to keep getting one a day?” I asked quietly as I applied the cream to his un-scabbed tattoo. 

His soft hands placed themselves onto my waist, “That’s the plan, you should get one.” He winked before turning away from me and raiding my newly stocked fridge.

All I wanted was to have cuddly Luke back, I wanted to talk about it. Every time I looked into those crystal blue eyes of his, I forgot what I was saying. He hypnotises me without knowing it! Luke’s always so gentle with me but if he sees me upset he goes on a war path. The past week has been hard for me, with losing my job and having to look for a cheaper place to live, but Luke has made it bearable without even knowing about it.

“Don’t you have work today?” Luke asked curiously, he was now leaning against the counter, a slice of water melon in his fingers.

My eyes drifted away from him and to the floor, my right hand lifting to fiddle with my hair. “ Uh, No... I don’t.”

Luke looked up from his watermelon, I could feel his eyes on me. His converse covered feet came closer and stopped right infront of me. “You haven’t been in days, Y/N” His voice came out in an intimidating tone.

“I know, uh, do you wanna watch some T.V? I could use some T- “

“ Y/N, you lost your job didn’t you..” I could hear the sympathy in his voice, I didn’t need that.

“I-I’m looking for a new one, it’ll take a while..” I finally willed myself to look up at the gorgeous boy infront of me.

I can’t let anyone know i’m struggling, I don’t want sympathy. I try to hold in my tears by holding my breath, my eyes sting but never let the water out... 

Luke’s P.O.V

I was confused, I wondered why she was trying to put off telling me. After I left, I walked to the corner that I always met Ashton at. He and the rest were there, waiting for me. 

Michael looked up and grinned, “There he is, you been with Y/N again?” he asked.

none of the boys took the piss out me for falling inlove with her, infact they were so supportive. I mean, they teased me but never layed into me about it.

“Yeah, I think there is something wrong though...” I mumbled, my eyebrows furrowed.

“Like what? Is she okay?” Ashton asked as he stepped on his cigarette. 

“Well,She lost her job..but I know there’s more to it.. she seemed so ashamed in herself.” Concern was laced into my voice, I couldn’t help it.

“I’m sure if she needs help she’ll ask her parents or something” Calum shrugged, making me feel a little bit at ease.

The next time i saw her wasn’t until at least a week later, i’d tried to see her but her  house had been emptied and put up for rent. 

What worried me the most was the fact that I saw her in the bad part of town again, near my apartment. My apartment is all the way into the middle of that part of town, somewhere she should never be. It’s dangerous. 

I didn’t know it was her at first, until I saw her crawl out from an ally. She was coughing and struggling, 

“Y/N! What the fuck? What happened, Princess?” I quickly lifted her into my arms, frowning when I saw how beat up she was.

Her face was covered in blood, her eyes barely open form being swollen, her arms were clutched around her stomach, where most of the blood was. She didn’t say anything, she just cried into my chest.I looked around before quickly walking to my shared apartment. 

I kicked the door hard with my foot and waited. I knew Michael would be home. I cursed under my breath and kicked it repeatedly until he answered. Michael’s facial expression changed from annoyed to worried in a split second.

“What the fuck, Luke! what happened to her?!” He shouted as he ran to get some medical supplies.

I gently set Y/N on the couch and brushed her damp hair from her face, her nose and mouth were bleeding and purple blotches covered her jaw and eyes. My eyes drifted to her stomach, my hands inching closer to pull up her jumper. The sight made me wince, she had been slashed with something. 

“How someone do this to you? Why you?” I whispered as she finally looked at me. 

“M-My rent was late,for my new apartment” She whimpered.

“So your landlord beat the shit out of you?” Michael put the medical equipment down.

I quickly grabbed the flannel Michael had and wet it before carefully dabbing at the blood on her face. She closed her eyes and winced but let me clean her up. 

Once I was finished, I pulled her into my arms and stroked her hair gently. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you moved?” I whispered into her hair.

Y/N snuggled more into me, her hands gripping my jumper. “I hoped that if I didn’t see you..my feelings would go away. I’m scared. The last time I fell in love I got rejected and humiliated, but when you told me you were inlove with me that night.. I didn’t know if i’d be the one for you.. I’ve never seen you as vulnerable and scared as I did that night. I’m scared of breaking you, Luke” My breath  hitched.

She loved me too, I didn’t even know it. 

“Y/N, don’t ever say that. You are the one bit of light in my dark world. Look at me” I demanded softly.

I tilted her chin up with my fingers and slowly moved in closer. My lips gently pressed against hers in a sweet, passionate kiss. I felt her soft hands slide up my neck and to my cheeks. She was kissing me back. I had to ask her before she slipped away from me again.

“Please,” I mumbled against her lips, my voice pleading. “Please don’t ever run from me again. Just stay with me, be with me..”

“Yes, I’ll be with you, Luke” She whispered.

“I love you, Y/N”

Bundle In Blankets (Michael)

I’m so excited for this because Michael + babies= awe 

Basically this is Father!Michael. 

My ask box is always open. 

ask me anything

don’t be shy!

Michael was nervous. His knees were weak and his arms were heavy. You were best friends ,and to everyone apart from you two, It was weird that he wanted to be the father of your baby. He had even been referring himself as the baby’s dad. Well, it was his baby but nobody knew that. You were more best friends with occasional benefits,the last time you two got together you ended up pregnant and now here Michael is waiting for the taxi to come to a stop so he can see his child. 

Michael’s legs were like jelly as he ran from the taxi and into the hospital. You needed him, he’s all you had left.  

The top half of Michael’s body slammed onto the front desk, his breathing heavy and his face pale. “H-Hi, Can you tell me where Y/N Y/L/N is?” he asked hurriedly.

The woman as the desk looked at her computer and began typing, she then looked back up at Michael before asking, “Are you family?” 

Michael huffed and rubbed his hands over his face. “I’m the father of the baby she’s having!” He rose his voice slightly.

The woman lazily read out the number of the room you were in and went back to her computer. Michael’s legs took off again, he was running as fast as he could. He skidded to a stop, looking completely lost, in the middle of the maternity ward. His sweaty hand ran through his messed up hair as he looked around, distressed.  

“Mr.Clifford!” The midwife, whom he had met many times, called out sharply. “Where on earth have you been!?” 

Michael let out a sigh of relief as she now stood in front of him. “Where is she? is she okay?” Michael breathed as he followed her.

“It’s time,You were lucky you got here when you did” The midwife handed Michael a set of scrubs to put on, once he did she held open the door of the delivery room for him. 

You had sweat running down your forehead, your contractions were so frequent. You spotted Michael and immediately called out for him, “Michael! Michael, It hurts!” You cried as he walked over to you. 

He held your hand in one of his and kissed your damp hair. “I know, Y/N. I’m sorry” He whispered.

The doctor had told you that on the next contraction you needed to push as hard as you can.  The next contraction hit you hard making you squeeze Michael’s hand. You pushed as hard as you could, shouts and cries leaving your lips. 

“C’mon, Y/N. I’m right here. I know it hurt and i’m so sorry..”Michael whispered against your hair.

Just as you began to catch your breath it was time to push again, “ The baby’s crowning! Just a few more pushes Y/N and then it’ll be easy!” The doctor called out.

“Okay.. I can do this” You puffed out weakly.

You kissed Michael’s hand for support and felt the next wave of contractions.

“ I can’t do it! “ You cried, feeling as if you were going to pass out any second. 

The tears never left your eyes through out the whole process. Michael bit his lip at the sudden silence in the room. Both of you held your breath. Michael’s head shot up when he heard a soft cry come from the other end of the hospital bed.

“ It’s a girl! “ The midwife cheered. “Congratulations ,you two!” She beamed.

Michael’s eyes locked on the small, crying figure in the midwife’s arms. His eyes filled with tears. It was his daughter. A child that the both of you have together. To say he was over whelmed was an understatement. 

The midwife gently handed you the tiny baby, placing her gently in your arms. 

“She’s so beautiful” You whispered tear-illy as Michael crouched down to you both. 

You could already tell that she had most of Michael’s facial features, like his nose and eyes. 

“W-we made her… she’s so..so.. cute” Michael sniffled, “I’m so proud of you,Y/N” 

The midwife had taken your little girl to clean her up whilst you were moved back into your private room. Michael was pacing the room, waiting for the midwife to return. He wanted to hold his daughter. The little, innocent bit of purity left in this world, His world. 

The midwife carried in the baby, wrapped in pink and white blankets. She was dressed in the beige baby grow with teddies all over it and a hat to match, it was the outfit you gave them to dress her in when you got there. The midwife gently placed the baby in Michael’s arms. He held her firmly, quietly cooing at her when she stirred.

“Hey princess.. I-I’m your daddy.. I’ve been waiting so long to see you.”Michael whispered, small tears rolling down his cheeks. 

You smiled softly at the two, you were happy but you needed sleep. 

The midwife spoke up, “What are you naming her?”

Michael gently stroked the baby’s cheek. “Mikey, How do you feel about naming her Casey?” You spoke quietly.

Michael nodded and repeated the name, never taking his eyes off of the sleeping child in his arms. 

“Yeah..I like that.” He whispered. “Casey” His soft, pink lips pressed themselves gently to the new baby’s forehead. 

The midwife left and Michael made his way over to you. “Sleep, Y/N” he mumbled, reaching down to kiss your nose. 

As you slept, Michael quietly sang to Casey. He even took pictures and video’s of the new edition. 

Michael looked down at Casey, smiling wide. “I promise I’ll always be here. I wont be like one of those run away fathers. I’ll always love you, Princess… And your mummy..”

And with that, the two of you were left with your little girl and as promised, Michael did his best to help raise her

Luke, Michael and Ashton at the R1 teen awards 8/11/15 My picture hence the watermark *DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK*

Michael at R1's Teen awards My photos hence the watermark *DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK*

Luke at the R1 Teen Awards yesterday. my pictures hence watermark. Use these as you wish but do NOT remove watermark. *DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK*

Ashton at R1's Teen awards. My photos hence the watermark. Use if you wish but do NOT remove watermark. *DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK*

Calum at R1's Teen awards. My pictures hence the watermark. use as you wish but never remove watermark. *DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK*

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