Amnesia [cake 5SOS] ✔

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Hey guys! New story about Calum getting Amnesia, with a bit of muke on the side. Interested? Keep reading, and leave me a vote/comment if you enjoy it :)

Pic of Calum + Starbucks :D he isn't drinking a frappuccino in the story but oh well. VISUALISE

Chapter 1

Luke

"Starbucks or Costa?"

"Starbucks, you idiot," Calum replied jokingly. "God Lucas. Need you ask?"

I smiled as we walked down the empty street. The sun was setting – we'd finished dinner, and the sun was slowly but surely going down. We stepped into Starbucks, the air con cooling us down immediately. There was no queue, and a few people were dotted around the two storey cafe.

"I'm paying," Calum said before I could offer, and rushed towards the till to order. "Two venti iced Americanos, please," he ordered.

"Of course, and could I have a name for you both?" the server requested, picking up two clear plastic cups with the Starbucks logo printed on it.

I was about to say 'Luke' as we always did when Calum, once again, spoke before I could even open my mouth. "Cake."

The guy looked super confused. "Sorry, what was that – Keith?"

We held in our laughter by pursing our lips and Calum repeated it. "Cake. C, a, k, e. Like the stuff you eat for pudding. Oh but preferably of the chocolate variety."

At that point, we burst out laughing, and the guy at the till furrowed his eyebrows, but wrote it down. "Two iced Americanos," he said to the barista behind him. "That'll be £6.90," – Calum handed over a £5 note and some coins that we were somewhat familiar with – "Thanks. If you'd just like to wait over there guys, your drinks will be right with you."

We shuffled over, still not over the guy's face. "That was a good one," I admitted, clutching my stomach. Calum's smile melted my heart. It really did. I had a thing for him, but evidently, he had no idea. We were just friends in his eyes. Yes, we shared beds. Yes, we shared drinks – hell, we even shared clothes and underwear, but he never thought twice about these things. How did I know? Because I did. My love for him was unrequited, not reciprocated.

"Luke?" Calum said, snapping his fingers in front of my face. I shook my head and came back to earth. His face was so close to mine that I could practically feel the warmth he was radiating. He smiled again and I swallowed. Stop salivating. Stop. What if you start drooling?

Too late. I quickly wiped my mouth, blushing a deep shade of red. His confused eyes searched my ones for answers but I averted his gaze. "Boy, I sure am excited for that coffee," I said nervously, and rather awkwardly. The girl barista called out 'cake', rather perplexed, and we picked up our coffees. "T-thanks," I said quietly, picking them both up and handing one to Calum who was still as confused as he was two seconds ago. "Let's go."

We left the store and were plunged back into the rare 30 degrees Celsius heat. Perhaps it was 26 now – whatever the temperature was, I began sweating really heavily. "You okay Lucas?" Calum asked, staring at my still red hot face.

"Y-yeah. Come on, let's get back to the hotel. Michael and Ashton are probably waiting for us so they can play FIFA with us."

"Sure."
He wasn't satisfied with my reply, I knew it. But whenever I became flustered, I turned into awkward turtle mode, with sweaty palms and an unhealthily fast heartbeat. Calum fucking Hood. It was all his fault.

Ten minutes later, we were back in our posh hotel which had chandeliers instead of normal lights and too many expensive smelling freebies. We'd come a long way in our career, and this was the result. Three nights at Wembley Arena, our own record label... it was everything we'd hoped for four years ago. When we started the band, we literally had no idea whatsoever what would happen. Thank goodness it turned out this way. If not... I probably wouldn't have fallen for Calum. He'd probably be somewhere far away playing football. I'd probably be in a university, living a sad life.