It's been five days since Michael's been home, and everything is starting to feel normal again. The night he came back, we spent the day together and then went back to Cora's. When Michael had gone to the bathroom, I quickly explained the whole situation to Cora. She told me she understands and that I can stay at her house for as long as I want.

I haven't seen Luke these past five days. It's not that I don't want to because believe me, I do. But there just hasn't been any opportunity for me to get away from Michael without him being suspicious of where i'm going.

We were currently sitting at her dinner table; Her, Michael and I.

"Hey Cora, i'm sleeping at Brooke's tonight, did you want to come?" I ask her, widening my eyes slightly in hopes that she'll catch on as to where i'm actually going. Luke's.

"You are? She didn't say anything to me." She says.

"Oh, she asked me to ask you." I lie.

She shrugs. "Sure."

"Wha―you want to?"

"Yeah why not? It'll be fun."

"Bu―but," I try to think of an excuse. "You'll be leaving Mikey all alone."

"Michael, do you mind if May and I go to Brooke's for the night?" She asks, clearly not catching on to anything i'm saying.

"I don't care." Michael says, not taking his eyes off his phone.

"Great." She smiles.

"Okay, let's go upstairs and pack a bag." I say, standing up from the table.

"I'm not done." She says, taking another bite of her food.

"Then we'll be fast." I tug her arm and pull her away from the table.

Once we're upstairs I smack her arm.

"Ow!" She rubs her arm. "What gives?"

"Dude, i'm not actually going to Brooke's. I'm going to Luke's. I just needed a cover story. You were supposed to catch on and say you didn't feel like coming." I explain.

"What am I? Psychic?"

I laugh. "Sorry. I've just really been missing him."

"I understand. Go, have fun!" She says. "But not too much fun." She winks and I roll my eyes.

"Tell Luke I say use protection." She laughs and says a little too loud.

"Shh!" I shush her. "Michael will hear you!"

"Shit, sorry!" She whispers. Now she decides to whisper.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I say as I walk downstairs and go into the kitchen to say bye to Michael.

"Michael?" I call. He's gone.

"Hey Cora? Where's Mikey?" I ask.

"He probably went to Calum's. He said something about him and Ashton going over there for a 'guys night'." She explains.

I nod. "I feel so bad that the guys have to split their time between Luke and Michael. I wish they could all just hang out together, like they used to." I say sadly.

"I know, but that's Michael for you. So dramatic. He'll talk to Luke eventually. He has to. People used to think they were in a relationship more than Michael and I were." She laughs, as do I.

"Alright well, i'll see you tomorrow." I say goodbye and walk outside.

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I knock on Luke's front door, anxious to see him. The door opens to reveal a shirtless Luke.

"Damn, how'd I get so lucky?" I smirk as I he steps closer to me and I engulf him in a hug.

"I've missed you so much." He says into my hair.

"Me too."

He pulls away slightly and rests his forehead on mine. "You're staying over tonight, right?"

I nod. He smiles and brings his lips to mine. Every kiss with Luke feels the first. It feels so perfect that I can't get enough. I don't think i'll ever get enough of this perfect boy. He takes my hand and brings me inside, shutting the door behind us.

"Where does Michael think you are?" He asks as we walk upstairs to his room.

"I told him i'm staying at Brooke's."

"How long are we going to do this, May? I'm sick of hiding." He complains.

"I know. I'm sorry I just, I need more time to figure out what to say to Michael." I say as I collapse on his bed.

"We've had plenty of time. We just need to accept that he's never going to be okay with any of this." 

I really did feel so bad for having to hide this relationship but, I need to figure out how to make Michael accept us. My thoughts were broken by the front door being burst through and a loud voice booming from downstairs.

"Luke!" The voice yells. A voice i'd know anywhere. The voice of my brother.

"Fuck! Go into the bathroom." He says and I quickly go into his en-suite, shutting the door behind me.

I hear Luke walk outside of his bedroom and down the stairs.

"Michael, hey." Luke says.

Just then I hear a crash.

"Ow man! What the fuck!" Luke yells. Michael must have thrown him into something.

"Where is she?" He asks.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb with me. Where's May?" Michael yells.

"She's not here." Luke lies.

I slowly open the bathroom door and peak my head out of Luke's bedroom, careful not to be seen.

"Don't fucking lie. I saw her come in! I heard her and Cora talking about it before she left!"

"So you followed her?"

"No, I beat her here. I watched your little porch exchange. She's my fucking sister, man!" Michael yells as I watch him push Luke, causing him to stumble back. He regains his balance and pushes Michael back.

"You think I don't know that!"

"She's my baby sister! You know how protective I am of her and you go and do this! How could you fucking backstab me like this!" Michael yells.

Although I hate the way Michael and Luke are yelling at each other, in a weird way, it makes me feel somewhat at ease. At least they're talking. This is the most they've spoken to each other in a month. Maybe this is what they need. Maybe they just need to battle it out in order to move on from it.

"You want me to say I don't love her? Fine! I don't love her. I never loved her! You want me to say I don't want to be with her? I don't want to be with her! Is this what you want to hear Michael? I don't love May! She doesn't mean anything to me, okay! We fucking broke up because i'd rather be friends with you than date her!" Luke screams.

I can't hold in my gasp. My heart feels as though it fell out of my chest. Is he telling the truth? He doesn't love me? Had everything been a lie?

"You son of a bitch. So this whole time you were leading my sister on?" Michael asks.

"No! That's not what I meant."

Michael lowers his voice and shakes his head. "I thought you were my best friend."

I watch through my tears as Luke's face fell. "Michael, I am."

"No, you're not." Michael turns around and walks out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

"Fuck!" Luke yells as he takes a vase and throws it against the wall, smashing it into thousands of pieces.

I emerge from the room and walk downstairs.

"I'm sorry you had to hear all of that." Luke sighs as he runs his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"You really sold it." I say, tears falling from my eyes.

"Hey, don't cry. I just had to make it believable." He says, referring to when he said he doesn't love me.

"Well good job, I believed it." I mumble.

"What? May, come on I―"

"Save it, Luke." I shake my head slightly. "Maybe Michael's right. Nothing good can come out of this relationship."

"Don't be like that, May! You know I didn't mean any of that. I said it only because I thought it's what he'd want to hear." Luke tries to explain, but I just couldn't believe him.

No matter how I try to really believe the words he's saying to me right now, I just can't. He sounded so truthful when he made his little speech to Michael, I was afraid the damage was now done. When he told Michael we broke up because he would rather be friends with him than date me, I felt as if there was much truth to that. Maybe Luke really did feel like he would rather be friends with Michael instead of date me. Maybe he just felt trapped and couldn't leave. But the last thing i'd want is for him to eventually grow to resent me because I came in between their friendship.

"I need to go." I say as I walk towards the door.

"I thought you were staying over?"

I turn to look at him. I shake my head and wipe my tears quickly.

"Can I call you later then?" He asks, desperation in his voice.

"No, Luke. I don't think you should call me at all anymore. I think this," I motion in between us, "Is over."

"May! You can't be serious!" He says, tears forming in his eyes.

"You were right you know. When you said it's no contest between Michael and I―only Michael wins the contest, not me." I cry.

"May―" He tries to come close to me but I put my hand out to warn him not to come closer.

"And I get it. Michael should come before me. You've known him for so long. Don't throw your friendship away. And I know you'll never admit any of this so, i'm letting you go. I'm letting you go because I know you'll never let me go." I sob, not bothering to hold it in anymore. Luke has seen me at much worse.

"Please May," He begs, "Don't do this. I love you."

As much as I want to go over to him and hug him and make him feel better, I hold my ground.

"Bye, Luke." I almost whisper, as I turn to walk out the door before he can say anything that will make me stay.

I run all the way back to Cora's, which is a pretty far ways. I can't get his words out of my mind. I never loved her. She doesn't mean anything to me. I don't want to be with her. The words burn into my brain as I come to finally realize, this whole relationship had been a lie. Luke had never really cared for me.

I finally reach Cora's house and I open the door and rush inside, kicking off my shoes.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were at Luke's? While you're here can you talk to your brother? He came in fuming but went straight to the basement and won't say a word." Cora says.

I break into sobs as I run upstairs to the guest room and shut the door behind me. I collapse on my bed and sob into the covers. Now I had lost Michael and Luke.

I should have never came to Sydney in the first place. I should have stayed in Melbourne for the summer. I would have still been with Ian, I would have still been friends with Aubrey, I would have still had a bunch of friends. Now i'm left with nothing. I have―nothing.

A/N OMG DON'T HATE ME! What do you guys think of what's happening? Okay so I just want to let you know that the whole book isn't going to just be based on what Michael thinks of Luke and May's relationship. There are many other plot lines I have in store for the book :) Please vote & comment! It only takes a second. I don't want to spend my time writing a book if no one is reading it ya know? x