Unlikely

"the fuck does that mean?"

Calum

"Hey, Cal. Thanks for showing up." Cathy had called yesterday asking me to meet her at the local park. I reluctantly agreed.

"Yeah, sure." I sat next to her, looking anywhere but her face. "What did you want to talk about?" She turned to me and I finally looked at her, and what I saw blew me away. She had a black eye and a badly bruised nose. Add to that the tearstains on her cheeks, she was a complete mess. "Oh, my god, Cathy, what happened?"

She began to sob, and I reflexively pulled her into my arms.

"Who did this to you?" I pulled away and wiped her face.

"M-my dad." She stuttered, her voice quiet over the rustling of the trees.

"What? Why?" As long as I could remember, Cathy's dad was as harmless as they come. Quiet and reserved, he rarely spoke.

"You'll hate me." She turned away from me and continued to cry softly.

"No, I won't. I promise." I put my hand on her shoulder and turned her back to face me.

"I-I'm, uh, I'm pregnant." As soon as the words left her mouth, a thousand questions popped into my head. Who is the dad? Are you keeping it? How far along? Boy or girl? "Calum?"

"Yeah?"

"She's yours." Well that answers at least two of the questions. Wait, mine?

"How? We used a condom, right? It was one time!" She shook her head and looked at me.

"How old was the condom?" I could barely hear her quiet voice, but I heard it.

"What? I don't know, it was in my drawer since my dad put it there, like 8th grade? Why?" Her head snapped up, her eyes wide.

"So, like, three years?" I nodded, still really confused. "Dammit, Calum! They have an expiration date!"

"What?!" I stood up, my hands running through my hair. "They should tell you that in fucking sex ed." I muttered under my breath before walking away.

"Calum! Come back! I need to talk to you!" I heard Cathy call after me, but I kept walking. I needed to be alone.

Luke

"Luuuuke." Michael dragged out my name as I pushed him towards the door. "Dont make me gooooo." He turned and tried to kiss me but I pushed him away.

"You're drunk and stupid. I don't know why you came over here in the first place. Get out of my house." I pushed him outside and slammed the door. I leaned up against it and squeezed my eyes shut. Before I knew what I was doing, I dialed Calum's number. I had everyones number for band information.

"Hello?" He sounded exasperated.

"Hey, its me."

"Wow! Hi, Me! We haven't talked in forever! How are you???" His voice dripped with sarcasm. "What do you want, Luke?"

"Come over?"

"Shit, where do you live? Let's make it fast." He snapped. I gave him my address and he hung up. Not twenty minutes later he was banging on my door.

"Hey, I-" before I could finish my sentence he had me up against the wall, connecting our lips and igniting a fire somewhere deep inside of me. I pushed back, responding to his touch.

"I missed you." He whispered, mouthing along my jawline.

"I missed you too." Breathless, I pulled him back to eye level, my bright blues staring into his dark browns. He pushed his lips to mine again, his fingers slipping underneath the hem of my tank top.

"Anyone home?" It was such a simple question I almost didn't respond. I shook my head slightly, and thats all it took. With one quick movement he had my shirt off of my head and on the floor. This was the norm for us now. One night I called him, he came over, we hooked up, he left and we pretended it never happened. Until it happened again. And again. And again until I couldn't go a week without the drug that was his lips. Michael had no idea, but he would find out, it was inevitable. Until then, we kept doing it. Every week, once or twice.

"Calum." One word, it was nearly lost between our heavy breaths.

"What, Luke?" His hands were roaming on my bare chest, setting my skin aflame. His mouth worked feverishly on my neck, leaving light marks.

"We should talk..about what this is...what we are." He stopped his lips, dropping his hands and stepping away.

"The fuck does that mean?" The outburst was so sudden I flinched at his voice. "I come over, we hook up, I leave. Thats what we are. May I continue?" I nodded, arching into his touch. I needed answers, but they could wait for a while.

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short and shitty thats what they call me

and thats what im calling this chapter

sorry im really not good at this

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