I was a moaning mess as Calum dug his fingers into my hip bones and I slammed down on him.
The door was open and Michael was standing there but I was in such a blissful state at the moment, I didn't care. I don't even think Calum knew, his eyes were screwed shut.
"Can you fucking horny bastards be any louder? At least shut the damn door!" He yelled at us and a slam was heard after.
Then a bang as if he punched the door.
I stopped my bouncing and stared at the door as I listened intently at the conversation.
"Michael! Your hand!"
"It doesn't hurt as bad as my heart. Whatever."
I heard that. I don't think I was supposed too but I did and there's no way I heard wrong.
"Babe, why did you stop?" Calum whined under me.
"Michael saw and got mad. He punched the door and it sounds likd it really hurt."
"Who gives a shit, I'm close, c'mon baby."
I pulled off of him though and looked at him with a disappointed face.
"He's our best friend, Calum, you should be concerned as I am."
I pulled on some sweats and walked out, hearing Calum groan but not follow behind me. He's probably just jerking himself off now. Good, cause I sure as hell am not doing that for him right now.
I walked downstairs where I heard them, Simone and Michael.
They looked at me as I walked up to them. Michael was crying.
"Are you okay, Michael? I heard the bang.."
"Yeah I'm fine, Luke. Go back to fucking Calum with the door wide open."
I signed and looked at his hand which had an ice pack on it. I took his hand gently and looked at the bleeding knuckles. I frowned at him.
"I'm sorry about that."
"And I'm sorry I don't forgive you." He spat at me, which I was really taken back by.
"Michael." Simone warned.
"Simone, don't even." He shook his head at her and she gave him a sad but knowing look.
They both just kinda looked at me as if I were a huge burden on them, so I just slowly turned around and walked away.
I walked all the way upstairs to my room, not bothering Calum becaue maybe I do that too much. I sat on my bed and formed myself into a Luke-ball, which consists of my arms wrapping around my knees and my head being placed there.
Ashton's door opened and he stopped by my room.
"Luke, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. I don't ever know."
He walked in and placed an arm around me. He wasn't being sexual at all, even if he didn't know about Calum and I. He was being a friend.
"Well you can come talk to me about anything, Luke. Don't ever hesitate, buddy, I love you." Then he kissed my hair and with one last pat on the back and left.
I was alone again, but Ashton's words didn't leave me.
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FanfictionIn which the one and only Luke Hemmings is the band slut.