"What were you thinking, Hemmings?" I yelled at Luke. Getting into a fight was the stupidest thing that he could have done tonight. The whole school was going to be talking about him and Calum tomorrow. Calum's busted lip and black eye weren't going to go unnoticed.
Luke and I were in the bathroom of the part hosts house. Some more punches had been thrown when I left the back porch to go get Ashton and Luke was a mess.
Holding his nose in his hand, Luke looked at me, "aren't you going to help me clean this up?"
"I shouldn't because getting into a fight was your stupid decision and I shouldn't have to care for you, but for some reason I do care about you and I want to help you," I told Luke with anger apparent in my voice.
I shouldn't care about Luke. I really shouldn't. He was nothing but an asshole to me most of the time and when he wasn't it was just because he wanted something.
"We wouldn't be in this situation if you had just stayed away from Calum, Nat." Luke said, spitting blood in the sink. His mouth was full of blood from his busted lip. He looked horrendous.
"I'm sorry, Luke. I didn't know you and Calum knew each other. Calum wasn't rude to me, he wasn't drunk. He was trying to make conversation and he seems like a good guy, okay? So, I'm sorry that I went against your little rules, but I like human interaction and I'm not going to take orders from someone I can't stand." I yelled at the boy.
Luke was sitting on the counter, still holding his nose in his hand, occasionally leaning over to spit blood into the sink.
Luke remained silent, unsure of what to say. I couldn't stand that he thought that he was the boss of me. He was nothing more than my twin brothers friend and a soccer coach to me. That's all he would ever be to me. I couldn't stand him.
"You know, I'm still not quite sure why you would get into a fight for me, Hemmings. I thought I was nothing to you," I smiled. I didn't know what else to do in this situation besides smile.
"You mean a shit ton more than nothing, Irwin," Luke smiled back with a bloody face.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned the boy.
"Nothing of your concern. Now, clean me up."
As I cleaned Luke up, I realized that I should probably be helping Calum, seeing as it was my fault that he got into this mess in the first place.
You mean a shit ton more than nothing. What the hell was that supposed to mean?
"I should go check on Calum," I whispered, setting the bloody wash cloth I was using to clean up Luke's face with on the bathroom counter. I'm sure the owner of the house wouldn't care anyways, they were probably piss drunk.
Luke said nothing, just nodded in response. He let out a huge sigh and pulled his phone out of his back pocket, most likely to tweet something about the situation.
-
"Are you okay?" I asked as I walked into the bathroom which Calum was in.
"He's going to be fine," a boy with bright blue hair answered me instead of Calum. "I'm Michael, by the way," he put out his hand for me to shake, which I took.
Michael. Nice name. Nice face. He was a hot one.
"I'm sorry that happened," I said to Calum as I walked to where he was seated on the edge of the bath tub. I placed myself in between his legs, placing my hands on his shoulders.
Calum's face was in his hands. He wouldn't look up at me. "Hey look at me," I lifted up his chin.
"You okay?" I asked the adorable black haired boy.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just, surprised, I guess that Luke would do something like that over a girl. He wouldn't usually care what happened between he and the girl."
Something was up with Luke. Calum was right, Luke would never get in a fight over a girl. It was probably just because I was best friends twin sister though. I wasn't going to put too much thought into it, I didn't feel the need to.
"I don't know what I can do to make up for your- injuries," I chuckled at Calum, causing him smile his adorable smile.
"You can go on a date with me this Friday," he became serious. "You're really really pretty and I wouldn't love to get to know you better," he smiled once again.
I didn't know what to say to Calum, so of course I kissed him. I kissed a guy I had just met. Good one Natalie, good one.
Calum was surprisingly an amazing kisser. Very amazing. Our lips moved together perfectly.
"I'm still here," Michael fake coughed into his hand. I had totally forgotten that Michael was there and Calum did too by the looks of it.
"A date would be great, Calum. I put my number in your phone earlier, text me later. I need to get back to Luke," I smiled at the boy.
Good god, Calum was adorable.
-
"I think you'll be happy to know that I kissed Calum," I said sarcastically to Luke.
"You fucking kissed him?" The tall blonde boy yelled at me, coming closer to me with every word he said.
"Yeah, and I also going on a date with him on Friday. Is there an issue?"
"There's a huge issue, actually. It's Calum. You can't go on a date with Calum Hood."
Luke still cake closer to me with every word he said. We were now in some bedroom in the house. There was like ten bedrooms in this house, I could get lost in it.
"And why can't I do that, Luke? Why can't I go on a date with Calum? Please, tell me because I would love to know I why I'm not allowed to make decisions for myself anymore. Enlighten me, Hemmings." I yelled at Luke.
"Because I-" instead of finishing his sentence, Luke kissed me. Why was I kidding two guys in the span of half an hour. This wasn't cheating, but it sure as hell didn't feel right.
"Get the fuck off of me," I pushed Luke off of me. "Why the fuck would you do that?"
"Can you give me a ride home, Cal," I asked the tall boy with dark hair, already giving him a nickname. "Luke kissed me and I just wanna go home."
Calum looked at me with sad eyes. His puppy dog eyes killed me.
"Of course. I'm gonna go get Michael because he's the one that actually drove us here. He's the one with the colorful hair that was helping me earlier," he said.
"I don't want to make Michael do that. I just met Michael. I just met you. What the hell am I thinking? I'll just get a ride home with Luke, we can talk it out," I rushed out of the bedroom Calum was in.
Calum ran out of the bedroom behind me, "I want to give you a ride home. I want to know where I have to pick you up for our date on Friday," he smiled.
"Follow me then," I smiled, pulling the boy along with me.
-
"Thank you for the ride home, Michael. I really appreciate it," I smiled at the boy with colorful hair, getting out of his car.
"It wasn't a problem at all," he smiled back at me.
Michael was a nice kid. On the ride home he was telling me funny things that had happened to him and Calum. They both seemed like really cool guys.
"I'm going to walk her to the door, okay Mikey?" Calum asked his best friend.
"I'm sorry you got in a fight tonight," I sighed, looking up at Calum.
I was a foot and a good few inches shorter than Calum, which meant I had to look up at him whenever I wanted to speak to him.
"It's not you, it's Luke. I would recommend talking to him about the whole kiss thing, he may have been drunk, but who knows. If he doesn't bring it up, don't talk about it though," the tall boy told me.
"I will, thank you again for everything, Cal," I smiled and pecked him on the cheek.
"No problem, cutie."
