Floors || Lashton au (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

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Luke

I pace around my dorm room, scratching my chin that is growing a slight stubble, hearing the sound of my fingertips scratching against my facial hair. I grip my hair in my hands, tugging at the roots. I groan, breathing in and out steadily. Well, trying to steady my breaths. I grab my phone off my dresser and decide to go for a walk around my floor to get out of this cramped room. I shut the door with a slam, frightening some people that were in the same corridor as me. I don't apologise, I just look at them with a glare and walk off.

I've been in my dorm room for a few days now doing absolutely nothing and that makes me so frustrated. I've only left to go to my daily appointments with Ms. Hughes and then went back to my room again. I haven't spoken to Calum since our misunderstanding, as Ms. Hughes calls it, a day or two ago. I don't know when to talk to him but I may practise saying what I want to say because I'm not really good with my words when I haven't practised.

I look ahead of me but looking at nothing as I'm only focusing on my thoughts, feeling eyes on me as I pace the corridors. I don't know where I'm going but I said to myself that I'm going for a walk but it didn't sink in that I can't because I'm in this place and I can't step outside.

I was cut out of my thoughts by being collided with another body, falling a few steps back. I look up to see of course, Calum. I shake my head slightly, running my hand through my hair. He turns around to face me, the apologetic look on his face turning sour.

"I-I'm sorry." I stutter out, not wanting to see him yet and apologise. He just shrugs his shoulders, looking down at his hands. "It's okay." he says quietly. He turns back around as he's waiting for the elevator to come to our floor.

I groan and sigh, my thoughts fighting if I should apologise or go back to my dorm room and think over what I want to say. But then I don't know if I will meet him again anytime soon as he moved floors.

I huff, my hand reaching up and tapping his shoulder with my fingers. He only turns his head this time, knowing he doesn't want to talk to me.

"Calum, I'm-" I was cut off by the bing of the elevator doors opening. "I can't talk right now Luke." he says lowly, walking away from me.

"No listen Calum, this is important." I walk behind him. I stop as he was right outside the doors as other people were making their way inside the elevator. "What? You snapping and getting angry with me for no reason is important to you?" he snaps, looking at me now with a glare, rolling his eyes as I don't speak.

I stutter on my words, shocked by his tone of voice. People around us were starting to look and stare, eavesdropping on our conversation. If you could call it a conversation. I run my hand through my flattened hair, Ms. Hughes taking my hairspray off of me for "important reasons" may I add. I roll my eyes at the thought.

"Calum, I'm serious. I j-just wanted to apologise from what happened the other day." I say, looking up at him from my tangled fingers. He gives me this look in his eyes that I have never seen before but it doesn't look positive. "Luke-" he stops himself mid sentence, shaking his head, looking around him. I follow his eyes, mostly all eyes on us. He then steps into the elevator in which I grab him by the arm and tug him out.

"Luke, I'm going to miss the elevator-" he mumbles but I tug on his arm more, making him stumble out from behind the double metal doors. "You can take the next one. It won't take long, I promise." I breath out, dropping his arm. He looks back at the elevator, seeing the door close but he stays put. He turns back to me and gives me a glare, crossing his arms across him chest tightly, looking at his shoes.