Guilty » Cashton [BOOK ONE]

VIII. Grounded

A/N: this is how i picture calum and luke! (the pic above)

☂Calum☂

I'm dead.

Let's just say that my mom wasn't too happy about me leaving school without permission.

The exact moment she walked into the house at 2pm, was the exact moment I decided to come downstairs, and get my cooked ramen noodles from the microwave.

This was my punishment: no leaving leaving the house, except for school, no phone, and no laptop for 3 days.

I definitely deserved more days than that, but I avoided trouble by leaving a few details out. I'd be grounded for at least a month, if she found out I got a ride home from Ashton.

I also left out that I had a panic attack in class, because that would only make her worry. She was too busy working to deal with my problems, and I didn't want to weigh her down with my burdens.

In addition to my punishment, my mom insisted on making me email my chemistry teacher about a retake. Sadly, this retake was to take place after school tomorrow, and I just love staying at the school for more hours than I have too.

I also had to practically get on my hands and knees to beg my mom to allow Luke to come over. I said we had to meet over something school related, which wasn't a lie.

"I have to head out again, Luke is to leave no later than 5. I'll be back around midnight, this is my late shift. Please make yourself dinner, I just went to the grocery store, so there is food. Love you!" My mom said before hurriedly grabbing her things, and leaving the house.

"Okay, bye!" I shouted, before hearing the door slam.

It was almost 3:30, and I was starting to think Luke forgot about coming over.

We usually walk home together after school, unless we have extracurricular activities. I was positive Luke didn't have anything to stay after school for, he would've told me, and it's not like I could text him to check.

Just as I plopped myself down on the living room couch, I heard the front door of my house open.

"Hello, Calum? Sorry, for barging in, your door was unlocked." I heard Luke's voice echo off of the walls.

"Luke, i'm in the living room." The reason I wasn't startled, by the sudden intrusion, was because I just knew it had to be Luke.

I saw the blonde round the corner of my kitchen, and walk toward my position in the living room.

"Dude, could it kill you to reply to my texts? I've been worried all day, you could've been mugged." Luke dramatically said, while placing himself next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I was kinda distracted on my way home." I sighed looking up at him.

He looked like he had been crying, because his eyes were red, and puffy, but that might also be from the cold.

"Distracted by what, a squirrel?" He joked jabbing me with his elbow.

I wished it was a fucking squirrel.

"No, well yeah...I mean no. It wasn't a squirrel, it was a person." I gulped, lowering my eyes to the suede pillow in my lap.

I didn't know where to begin. I had so much to tell him, and I couldn't process what to say first.

"A person? Holy shit, did the schools cop find you?" I looked up to see his eyes widen in terror, as he waited for my response.

"W-what? No, of course not. It was...it was...Ashton Irwin." I finally managed to say.