That One Moment | Cake

12~ Luke

• one week later •

CALUM's POV

"No. Fuck no" I angrily mumble shuffling through my papers. "He did do it" I mutter standing up and walking to the kitchen. I wrote a note slam it on the table and walk out. I drive all the way to Andrews house and bang on the door.

"What the fuck do you want?" He spits coldly with a beer bottle in his hand.

"Oh Calum right? I heard Luke died." He laughs. "My jobs done" he whispers to himself.

Enough's enough. I snatch the bottle out of his hand and pound it again this head making it shatter to pieces. I throw a punch and shove him inside closing the door behind me. I push him so he falls on the ground with a bloody nose. I roll up my sleeves and crack my knuckles.

I get on top of him and smirk. "This is for Luke"

"You. Fucking. Bastard. Killing. Your. Own. Frickin. Son." I say in between punches.

"He's not my son. He's a piece of shit" Andrew laughs through the pain.

My anger boils inside before I explode.

I throw one last punch straight at his jaw. "Fucking cunt. Don't you dare talk about Luke like that" I breath standing up.

"Bitch" I spit. I start walking out the door before hearing something.

"Remember. What goes around comes around"

I shake it off hop in my car and drive back home.

• Two Weeks Later •
😓 Funeral 😓

CALUM's POV

"I don't think I can do this." My voice breaks as we get out of the car.

"Calum. You can do this. We know you can." Ashton hugs me supportively.

"Yea mate. We'll get through this together" Michael pats my back. I smile and nod.

We walk in the ceremony and see Ashton's family, Michael's family and my family.

"Alright." Ashton says from the podium.

"We are gathered here today for the death, of Lucas Robert Hemmings" he clears his throat.

"To some of us, he was like a son, a soul mate. A brother. He was always that one person that made you smile when your feeling blue. Well he was like that until his mother died. She was the only one who he loved and the only one who saved him from getting abused by his brothers and father. After her death, Luke was never the same. He'd start cutting, and he started to get bullied very often," Ashton chokes back on tears. "He was on the verge of actually committing suicide. Until one day. He met this boy that changed his life. It brightened the colour in his eyes. It brightened his smile. It brightened his heart. It brightened his soul and will to live. They were in love. They were meant for each other. I can't possible imagine what this boy may be going through knowing that the love of his life, his soul mate, is no longer with us" by this point Ashton has cried a river. And is still continuing. "Please give it up, for the boy who brightened Luke's life, Mr. Calum Thomas Hood" Ashton announces.

I hesitantly step up to the podium and sigh.

"Well. I'm not sure I can go through this but I'll try for Luke." I look at the black coffin with all the flowers and the image of Luke. "Um, like Ashton said, we all saw Luke in different ways. In my eyes he was my soul mate. He was the one. You might be asking how would I know that since we only met around 2 months ago. But you know someone's the one when you kiss them. Whenever I kissed Luke, I felt different. I felt sparks through my body. I felt the world stop and it was only us. He was the only man I saw. He was the only one I love. I don't know how I would live with him, but maybe I'll pass through with my new best mates I've made." I sniffle pointing to ash and mikey. "The point is Luke didn't deserve to die. He was a perfect boyfriend. And I know no ones perfect. But his flaws are what makes him perfect. Luke was and still is a part of me. A part of my thoughts, a part of my heart, a part of feelings, a part of my love. I may move on from his death someday, but I know that I will never find a man as special as Lucas" my heart cracks along with my voice. "Um, please give it up for Michael clifford that will be saying a few words next" I let a few tears fall.

I sit back in my seat and cry silently.

"It'll be okay mate" Ashton says bringing me into his arms. Michael stands up and brings himself to the podium.

"Um, Id like to start by saying, ever since Luke's death, no one has been the same. Not mentally, not physically not even emotionally. But one thing I noticed is that..." I shut everything out and think of Luke.

LUKE's POV

Come on damn it!!! I try and open my eyes but they still won't budge. I try moving my body but it's frozen. God I want to cry. I can't die. I can't let them think I'm dead. I can't do this to them. I start thinking of the times I had with Ashton mikey and Calum. All the best memories and burn them in my brain. They made my life. They made me happy. I can't live without them either. Wait....whatever. I gather up all my force and try to open my eyes. I feel something happen but all I see is pitch black. I try moving my hand and it works. Holy fuck it worked! I start thumping on the coffin not knowing where this funeral is at at this point. I start losing oxygen making me scream and continue to hit the coffin. God please someone here me.

CALUM's POV

Suddenly I hear a faint thumping. I push the thought to the back of my mind and listen to Michael's speech. Again, I hear the thumping and now screaming too.

"Help me" the voice supposedly yells.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT! Stop the funeral!" I shout standing up. I run towards the sound which is the coffin. I try opening it but it's too heavy.

"Ash, mikey help me" I say straining to open the damn thing. They run over to me and try to lift. We finally lift the top up and see Luke sit up quickly and gasp for air. My eyes trickle with tears.

"Luke?" I ask shakily. "Your alive?!?!" I scream.

Luke continues panting for air before I hug him to death. God bad choice of words. He tightly hugs me back and starts to cry.

"Luke. I can't believe this. Your alive." I laugh pulling away and slamming my lips on his. "Mmm" I hear Luke moan cupping my cheek. I hear the crowd 'Awww' at the sight of us. I smile in the kiss and ask for entrance. He accepts and let's my tongue slip in his mouth. Our tongues tangle as Luke's hand trails down and roams my body.

"Not to break this up cuz it's adorable but why doesn't Luke stand up first" Michael laughs. I begin the pull away until Luke pushes me closer.

"I'm fine like this" Luke says in the kiss. I laugh and pull away.

"Come on." I laugh. "We can finish that later" I whisper in his ear helping him out of the coffin.