We were in the club. Me and Calum were a little last tipsy, not tipsy but not so drunk we didn't understand what was going on around us. We were sitting together, not wanting to get up and dance like the totally wasted Michael and Ash. Calum was gonna be the driver, since he was the most sober. Michael and Ashton were probably staying at his house since his parents were out of town, and id probably go with them. I didn't wanna go home to my pissy mother, especially like this. Shed fucking kill me.
I looked over at Calum. He looked so fucking hot. I sighed and he looked over at me. "You okay?" He asked. I nodded.
He looked down at my exposed arm. The cuts were facing up and I quickly turned my arm over so they weren't showing. He grabbed my wrist gently and examined the cuts. "Luke" he said. I tried to pull my arm away but he tightened his grip. He ran his finger down them gently before kissing them.
"S- sorry. I wasn't thinking." He said. "Its fine." I answered. "Its just my cats." I lied. Again. "Luke baby, you don't have cats." He said. I turned a little red at the lie.
"Do you need to talk?" He asked me. "I'm fine." I told him. "No Luke. You're not." He said, looking right into my eyes. "How the fuck would you know" I spat. He held his arm up to mine. "Look baby" he whispered.
I looked down at our arms compared and saw scars on his. There didn't appear to be any fresh cuts, but the sight hurt. "Because i used to do it." He whispered. "Calum" I breathed. He looked at me. "Why?" I asked. "Reasons." He told me. I assumed he didn't wanna talk about it.
"Calum, I like you. A lot. I have a huge crush on you." I admitted, turning red and mentally slapping myself. I had just told him I liked him. "Oh" he said. I sighed. "Sorry" i said, getting up and finding my way through the crowd and to the bathrooms, making sure I went into the guys one.
There were other people in there but I didn't care as tears went down my face. I turned on the cold water and splashed my face. When I looked back up, my face dripping, Calum was right behind me.
"Calum I said I'm sorry. Fucking leave it alone." I said, wiping my face. "Don't be sorry baby." He said. I turned around and looked at him, only to have our lips connected. They were connected for a little bit before I felt his tongue across my bottom lip, and I allowed him entrance.
Our tongues danced around together and I felt his hands move down my sides gently, then down my hips before grabbing my ass. He pulled away, and put his lips at my ear. "On the counter babe" he whispered, kissing me again and helping me on the counter.

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Secret Admirer (cake)
FanficLuke keeps getting little love notes and letters and gifts in his locker. He doesn't know who they're from, since the person giving them go him puts their name as 'your secret admirer' He wants to know who they're from, so he tries to figure it out...