Fame ☆ Cashton AU

Chapter Eight: Kisses and Karaoke Bars

Calum got a little scared as him and Bella arrived at the hotel he was staying at - or had stayed at - with Luke.

Okay. A little was an understatement. He was really scared. Knowing the possibility that Luke could already be at the hotel and that the two of them would possibly have yet another argument would just make matters worse. It would be much better off that Luke wasn't at the hotel.

"Are you okay, Calum?" Bella asked, "You seem a little tense."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Calum lied, plastering a fake smile on his face and hoping Bella would buy it and believe him.

Of course, she didn't.

"This has to do with Luke, doesn't it?" Bella asked.

"How did you even know I was lying?" Calum asked back.

"I've told the 'I'm fine' lie so many times I've lost count. I can usually tell when people are saying that as a lie as well or if they really mean it. Even in the short time I've known you, I can already tell that you definitely don't mean it," Bella explained, trying to get Calum to budge.

"I'm just worried that Luke could show up and we'd argue again," Calum began before stopping himself, "I really don't want to talk about this right now."

Instead of petsering him about the situation and nagging him to talk about what was going on, Bella decided to leave him be, even if it wasn't the best thing to do and even if she regretted it just a little bit.

Calum grabbed all his belongings as quickly as possible and rushed to the door, nervously looking around to see if a familiar blonde boy had showed up yet. No sight of Luke anywhere. The argument they had and the sharp words Luke said were still replaying over and over in his mind.

"Is that everything?" Bella asked, about to open the door.

"Yeah," Calum answered, biting his lip.

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"Nice place you got here," Calum said as he entered Bella's house.

"Why, thank you," Bella replied, giggling and flipping her hair.

It seemed as if she was flirting, but then again, how would Calum know? Nobody really flirted with him, nor did he flirt with anyone, considering his shyness and tendency to stutter and mumble when he got nervous around someone he liked.

Calum set his suitcases down and saw a couch, immediately running towards it and sitting down to relax after a long day.

"Let's go," Bella said, grabbing keys, a  purse, and the same leather jacket she wore to the concert.

"Go? Where are we going this late at night?" Calum asked suspiciously.

"You'll see," Bella replied with a smirk on her face as she opened the door to let Calum out of the house.

The two of them ended up in a club in London that Bella seemed to be familiar with just by the expression on her face. Calum, however, wasn't very pleased.

"Where are we and what are we doing here?" Calum asked.

"It seems like you've still got things on your mind that just won't go away. The night is still young. Just because the concert is over doesn't mean we can't still have a little fun," Bella told him.

Calum shrugged. Maybe Bella was right. He did need to do something to get the fight with Luke off of his mind, and he was willing to do whatever it would take to do just that.