"Calum what the fuck is this." Luke asked angrily as he enters the room. Calum looks up from his phone to see that Luke is holding up a picture of Calum and a model that was taken over the weekend.
"Babe it's nothing." Calum tried to reassure his boyfriend. "Nothing!?" Luke nearly yelled. "How is this nothing Calum you have a gorgeous half naked super model sitting in your lap!"
"It's not a big deal Luke. We're just friends, besides, you know I love you." He says trying to calm his angry boyfriend.
"Oh so it would be okay if I let a super sexy guy sit on my lap and posted a picture of it?" Luke asks incredulously.
"That's not the same Luke." Calum says.
"Oh really? Please enlighten me. How is that not the same?" Luke asks crossing his arms defiantly.
"Well for starters we're GAY Luke." Calum says, "So you would have more of a chance of actually being interested in the man."
"Calum that is the stupidest shit I've ever heard. Do I need to remind you that you are BI, which means you like Va-jayjay And ding dong!? You could easily be attracted to her!" Luke argues back.
"Whatever Luke. This is bullshit. If you actually love me, like you tell me every day, then trust me! Why can't you just fucking trust me!?" Calum asks starting to raise his voice.
"I do trust you Calum but you make it hard for me when you go to yacht parties and get shitfaced around a bunch of models who wouldn't mind having a price of you! And it definitely doesn't help when you throw yourself at them and letting them sit on your fucking lap! Jesus fucking Christ!" Luke throws his hands up in exasperation.
"Throw myself at them? You think I throw myself at them? Luke if anything it's you who throws yourself at people.!All those little kisses on the cheek you give the fans and the way you wrap your arm around them.But have I ever said anything about it? Have I ever acted like a hormonal drama queen? No! I always just stand by and watch and smile because I know you're mine at the end of the day and not theirs. So Stop being so bitchy and get over it!" Calum stops to catch his breath, his face flushed with anger.
Luke is silent for a moment, the only sound coming from him was his heavy and heated breathing. "Fine Calum. If I'm such a whiny bitch, I'll do you a favor and leave." Luke grabs a bag and starts packing for a couple of days.
Calum follows the blonde to their bedroom. "Oh yeah? And where are you gonna stay this time of night?"
Luke didn't even look up from his clothes when he said, "I'll go to Mikey's. He's always there for me and he doesn't mind me being whiny.Plus he has a couch I can crash on."
Seeing that Luke is actually serious, Calum becomes desperate. "For how long?" He asks while following Luke around the room as he picks up different articles of clothing.
"For however long it takes." Luke answers nonchalantly.
"However long it takes for what?" Calum asks getting nervous.
"For me to clear my head. Maybe find a new place." He says after packing his last piece of clothing and zipping up his bag. Calum'a heart sinks as he watches Luke leave the bedroom.
Maybe if he acts confident, Luke will stay. "You'll be back!" He yells, following Luke to the door.
"Oh don't bet on it. And have fun fucking yourself cuz I'm not gonna be around to do it. Oh better yet, why don't you get one of your super models to suck your dick instead?!" He yells before slamming the door.
Calum takes a deep breath letting the situation sink in. What the actual fuck just happened? Are they broken up? Was that it? His whole life was thrown into confusion.
