It's been two weeks since my mother's funeral. I haven't gone to school at all. My principal told me to take as much time off as I need. And I figure I need more time than two weeks. Especially since Michael has barely come out of his room. He comes out to make himself dinner, and then takes it back to his room. He assures me he is fine but I know he isn't.

Each day has gotten slightly easier for me. It's not even close to okay yet, but I feel less pain than I did before. Michael's speech is truly what is getting me through this. Remembering his words about how she will always be with us is what is getting me up each morning. I'd like to think my mother is looking down on me. And I know she would want me to be strong, which is what i'm trying to do.

I have tried everything to get Michael to open up to me, but I know he won't. As close as we might be, I know there is only one person who can break down his walls.

I pull out my phone and text Luke. I ask him to come over. Not for me, for Michael. I saw at the funeral how Luke was the only person to break down Michael's walls. As much as I need Luke right now, I know Michael needs him more. I haven't seen him since the funeral, but I know that is just because he is giving us space. At least I hope so.

Soon, there is a knock on the door which I know is Luke.

"Michael, come to the door." I say as I open it. 

Michael came out of his room but only stands at his doorway.

"What are you doing here?" Michael asks Luke.

"I asked him to come. You may not think you need anyone right now Mikey, but I know you do. I saw the way Luke was the only person you opened up to at the funeral. So I thought he should be here for you right now." I explain to him.

Michael doesn't say anything. He just walks back into his room, but he leaves the door open. Clearly for Luke to go in.

Luke looks at me and gives a small nod as he walks to Michael's room.

"Hey." I grab Luke's forearm gently.

He turns to face me.

"Could you come to my room later on? I need to talk to you." I say quietly.

He nods before going into Michael's room and shutting the door behind him.

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Luke's POV

I go into Michael's room and shut the door behind me. I really don't know what to say to him. I've never gone through anything like this before.

"How are you holding up?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Fine, I guess."

"Are you actually fine, or just saying that?"

He looks up at me. "My mum meant the world to me, Luke. And now she's just―gone."

I sit beside him on the edge of his bed. "I know she did. Don't you remember your speech though? You said it yourself, she's always going to be with you. Sure, you may never get over it but, you need to learn to move on. You need to continue your life. That's what she would want you to do, don't you think?"

He sighs. "When my grandma died, my mother barely mourned her death. I asked her why she was so cold about it all but she said to me 'she'll always be with me. Wherever I go.' That's where I got it from. She said it herself." He explains to me.

"Well then you should know that she would want you to stop hiding out in your room. You've got to live your life. Make her proud."

"I'm thinking about going to college." Michael tells me.

"Funny, so am I. Where do you plan on going?" I ask him.

"I don't know yet. Not Sydney, that's all I know. And definitely not Melbourne."

"Agreed."

"Don't tell May though, okay? She can't know about me wanting to leave. Not yet."

I nod in understanding.

I hate keeping things from May, but then again, it's not like we're together anymore.

"So you gonna be okay?" I ask my best friend.

He nods. "Yeah, I think I will." He says with a faint smile.

I stand up and walk to the doorway, but turn back to face Michael. "Hey, Mike? You meant the world to her, too."

He smiles. A real smile. Something I haven't seen for weeks. "Thanks."

I nod before walking out and beginning to close the door.

"Hey, Luke?" Michael says before I shut it.

"Yeah?"

"Wanna play some video games?" He asks.

I was supposed to go talk with May, but my best friend needs me right now. Even if it's just playing video games.

"Yeah, sure." I smile as I walk back into his room and pick up a controller.

"I'll own you though. I've had two weeks upper hand." I make a small joke, hoping it doesn't offend him or anything.

"Fuck you, i'll always be better." Michael laughs.

"We'll see." I laugh too.

It feels so good to laugh with my best friend again. I can't imagine what it's going to be like when we both go off to different colleges.

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May's POV

"So you're holding up okay?" Cora asks over the phone.

"Yeah, I guess so. It gets easier each day." I tell her.

This was the first time i've spoken to Cora since the funeral. I haven't seen or spoken to anyone really. My father left a few days after the funeral, Michael barely comes out of his room, and Luke hadn't come by at all.

"How's Michael?" She asks, extreme worry in her voice.

I'm glad my brother has someone who cares about him as much as Cora does.

"He's been taking it pretty hard. He hasn't really come out of his room much. But I asked Luke to come over, he's with him now." I explain.

"Yeah, Luke always was the person Michael would open up to." Cora says. "How about you and Luke?"

I sigh. "Ask me that again tomorrow. I'll have a better answer to give."

Just then someone knocks on my door.

"Someone's at my door, i'll talk to you soon." I say as I hang up.

I know it must be Luke. I shoot up out of bed and run over to my vanity. I quickly fix my hair and wipe the mascara from under my eyes. It's not that I was crying, it's just I haven't really washed it off for a few days. I really don't know how this conversation is going to go, but I at least want to look presentable while having it.

I walk over to the door and open it slowly.

"Hey." Luke says.

"Hi." I say back. "Uh, come in."

Luke slowly walks inside my room and I shut the door behind him.

"Sorry I took so long. Michael wanted to play video games and I didn't want to say no to him because he-"

"No I get it, Luke. Don't worry about that." I assure him.

Spending time with Michael was the reason I asked him to come over.

"How is he?" I ask.

"He laughed. And smiled too. I think he'll be okay, May." Luke tells me with an assuring smile.

"Thanks for coming over. I thought maybe you wouldn't since you didn't for these past two weeks." I say quietly.

"I was just trying to give you both some space. I don't really know how to comfort someone in these types of situations and I don't know how you handle them either. I didn't know if you'd want space or not."

"I wish you would have been here." I whisper, instantly regretting it. I hope he didn't hear me.

He brings his hand to lift my chin. Shit, I guess he did hear me.

"If I would have known that, I would have been here. There's no doubt about that. I'm sorry I wasn't."

"It's okay."

"How have you been with everything?" He asks.

"I've been okay. It gets easier each day. And I just try to remember what Michael said. That she'll always be here with us. I know she would want me to live my life, so that's what i'm trying to do."

Luke smiles. "I'm really proud of you, May. You're being so strong through all of this."

"I'm trying." I shrug.

I sit on my bed and he stands awkwardly at the door with his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels. He always does that when he's nervous.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" He asks nervously.

"Luke, why are you so nervous? Relax." I laugh lightly.

He chuckles. "Well I don't know. I don't really know how to act around you right now."

"The same way you always did." I tell him.

"Minus the sex." Luke laughs, then widens his eyes. He obviously didn't mean to say that out loud. "I don't know why I said that. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I giggle.

"Fuck, it's just like when I first met you and kept saying shit that sounded dirty." He laughs.

I laugh as I remember the memory. I'm glad to see Luke can still be himself around me. I thought that maybe it wouldn't be able to be the same, but it's good to see he still makes the same dirty jokes he always did.

"I wanted to talk about us." I say, sounding more like a question than a statement.

His head shoots up. "What about us?"

"Sit down, Luke." I tell him, patting the bed.

He walks over fairly quickly and sits beside me, crossing his legs. He looks funny with his long legs crossed like that, but I decide not to make a joke about it.

"These past few weeks have really made me think about a lot of stuff. And i've realized that life is too short to hold grudges, because people are here one day and gone the next. Everything can change in the blink of an eye, and I don't want things to always be the way they are right now." I tell him.

"What are you saying, May?"

"Do you uh-you know, still..." I begin to ask him but fade off. It feels so silly to ask if he still loves me. Maybe he does and maybe he doesn't, but it's not right to put him on the spot.

"You know I do. I always will." Luke practically reads my mind.

"I do too. And i'm done with this whole fight if you are?"

His eyes widen and a smile plasters across his face. "Wait, really?"

"I trust you, Luke. I know how sorry you are. And we've both done some pretty bad things to each other, not just you. We both just really need to stop trusting what other people say, especially Brooke. I love you too much to hate you."

"So you're not mad anymore?" He asks.

"I'm obviously not one-hundred percent over the fact that some other girl almost-" I don't finish the sentence. I clear my throat and continue. "But I love you. And like you said all those months ago, we're meant to be."

"You remember when I told you that?" He asks, clearly shocked that I remembered. But how could I possible forget?

"Of course I do. We were laying on the bed before Michael came home. That was before he even knew about us."

"I can't believe you remember that." Luke smiles, obviously touched that I remembered.

"I remember every sweet thing you've said to me, Luke. Well, every sweet thing and every horrible thing. but the good outweigh the bad." I assure him.

"So then, we're back?" He asks.

"Well I know that I don't want to be without you, so the balls in your court." I tell him.

He immediately cups my face in his hands and smashes his lips onto mine. I've missed this feeling so much. Our lips move in unison, as if they'd never left each other. He kisses me softly at first, almost as if he's afraid i'll change my mind. But once I kiss back harder, he realizes I won't. He instantly takes control and pushes me back against my bed, hovering over me. My lips part as his tongue enters my mouth. I run my fingers through his hair and pull gently, knowing he loves that. He brings his mouth down to my jaw, and trails kisses upwards, stopping at my ear.

"I've missed you so much." He breaths.

"I've missed you, too." I tell him, meaning it.

And for the first time in weeks, i'm genuinely happy. I always am when i'm with Luke.

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A/N SO FINALLY LUKE AND MAY ARE BACK TOGETHER! Are you guys happy about that, or do you think they should have moved on from each other? Please comment, vote, and follow me! :) xx