A/N: *waves you on to the story* Y'all know the drill. Hi, I'm sorry this isn't a Lab Rats fic, it came out of nowhere, read, enjoy, reviews make me happy, make someone smile today. Got it? Awesome. Love you all, MM13.3 out.
(Anyone who wants to know where I came up with the idea for this or spots a mistake I made or anything, just tell me in a review, and I'd love to PM with you. :D I just didn't want a huge ranty author's note for such a teensy story.)
Back to back.
I feel like that's how Luke and I have always been, ever since we became friends. Against everything, standing up for ourselves and our passion, right from the beginning. Neither of us looked back, because we knew the other had it. It's a good way to live, the best feeling the world to know that someone has your back, and it doesn't matter if you're broken, because together, two can put each other back together. It doesn't matter if you're weak, because you hold each other up. It doesn't matter of you feel alone or overwhelmed, because there's someone who's got you, who will drop anything if you need help.
When my mom died, I gave up for a while. I gave up on everything, family, life, music, friendship. I gave up on myself. But Luke never gave up on me. Never. Not in the darkest day, not after any of the shouting matches, where I tried to make him leave, so I could just hurt, not when he knew I needed him. He's never stopped trying to help me, and I know that, sometimes, I try to push him away, just to save some pride. I don't want anyone to see that I'm so twisted, even though Luke's seen me at my worst and never flinched, never judged, only tried his best to help.
He's an amazing person, a dynamo of energy, a pendulum of extremes because of his irrepressible passion. He's an amazing musician, creative, wit a great attitude, and unstoppable determination. But the most amazing thing about him is how great of a friend he is, how loyal he is, how strong and supportive. I don't deserve him. I never have. Yet there's no one I'd rather have at my back, solid and reassuring, because I know that there's no one who understands me better, who's seen every part of me, good and bad, and still chooses to love and accept me the way I am.
That's real friendship. That's Luke. And I can only hope that I return the favor.
