cake oneshots || book one

I Dont Know Who I Am When You're Sleeping With Him (E)

Credit: calumbear

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Luke's in bed on Saturday morning. He's slept in and can't bring himself to get up. Wasting the day in bed sounds perfect to him. Calum went out with Ashton last night, he has a fake ID that he can actually get away with, and so Luke isn't expecting to hear from his best friend until that evening. Cal always drinks enough to drown an elephant, so there's no doubt about whether he'll be hung over or not. Therefore, he's a little surprised when his phone flashes with "text from: c-dizzle,". He would have put money on Calum throwing up evidence from the night before by this time.

"Luke, I did something and I need to talk to you." It reads. Oh god, Luke thinks. Lots of scenarios come to mind, he's just hoping Calum isn't in jail at this point.

"What've you done? Come over." Luke replies.

"I won't be able to look you in the eyes." So it must be something pretty bad, Luke thinks.

"Why?!" Luke doesn't know whether to be worried or frustrated with Calum, they normally tell each other everything no matter how embarrassing it may be. Luke had told Calum straight away when he'd accidentally said somebody else's name when Abbie was sucking him off at a party last year.

"I'm just gonna say it. Me and Ash, we were really drunk and stuff happened." When Luke reads his text from Calum, it feels like he's been kicked in the stomach. He doesn't even know why, but the thought of Calum doing anything with another boy makes his skin crawl.

"What did you do? :/" He's not even going to try to hide that he's not okay with this. He can't have two members of his band fücking.

"He jerked me off, I was so drunk and we were just horny." Luke knows Calum needs to talk to his best friend about this, but Luke just sees red. He's so fücking mad.

"What the actual fück, Calum?! Ill text you back later." He sends.

Fück Calum, seriously, fück Calum. Luke's stomach hurts and he wants to cry. He hates Ash and Calum for doing this; it would have been so different if he'd gone out with them last night. He gets out of bed, ready to go to the gym. He just needs to forget that this fücking happened. His flashing phone is thrown into his gym bag.

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"I didn't mean to :("

"Luke, don't be a dïck. I want to talk to my best friend about it, I'm freaking out."

"Seriously man, I don't get why you're so mad."

"If you think this has ruined the band then I'm so sorry."

"You can find another bass player man, bass is easy. Ash has talent, don't kick him out."

"I'm serious man, can you just call me?"

"Luke, fück you. I hate you right now man, I hate you because you're being a dïck and you're the only person I want to talk to right now."

"Man, I'm coming over. You better let me in."

"I don't know where you are, but your mum let me in. Come home."

"Luke man, come home."

"Fücking come home."

Luke checks his texts a few hours later, when he's feeling better. It only took a 5 mile jog and endless hits of a punching bag to make himself relax. He didn't mean to ignore Calum, if anything he feels terrible for not being there for him. If the roles were reversed, he knows Calum would have been there for him. The worst part is that Calum thinks Luke's mad enough to throw him out of the band, like that would ever happen. Fretting, he makes his way home to see if his best friend is okay.