Luke P.O.V 

   " Luke honey, go play outside Mama's busy " my mother says with a sigh. I am only five but I manage to get on my mother's nerves quite often. I instantly get up and run outside, my heart filled with joy.

  "Mikey come here, Mama said we could play! " I yell out excitedly. A dirty blond head pops out of the corner of my eye and waves his arms joyfully. "Lukey you're here again! " he exclaims in his small, childlike voice, " You were gone forever! " 

I grin at him and wave him over to me. He walks over to me, stumbling a little. "What do you want to do Lukey? " Michael says to me.

 I grab his hand and lead him to the tree house. I hear Michael giggle as he struggles to keep up with me. I think about how close Michael and I have always been. 

We met outside my house when I was only  three and have been best friends ever since. We played together all the time, usually in the tree house my dad built for me. I knew everything about him and he knew everything about me. We promised to be the best of friends, forever and ever. 

As we climbed up the latter I couldn't help but feel excitement bundle up in my tummy. The tree house is magical. It's big enough to fit two twin size beds side by side. There are fairy lights strung up on the walls and there is a telescope near the window. 

Michael and I sit on the floor and talk. " So Mikey how was your day? " I ask with a smile. " Mine was boring all I did was sit around and wait for you. " He says. Together we stay and talk until the night time when my mother calls out, " Luke sweetheart its time to come inside now! "

" Wanna come spend the night with me Mikey? " I question. " No  better go home, your parents don't like me. " I turn to look at him but he was gone. So I step back out to the darkness and walk home alone.