The Gay Code (cake au)

12

THIS IS A WEEK LATER !

Calum

I could feel Luke staring at me which was rather unnerving. He had not spoken to me since the kiss and I felt like a real f'uck up. I had basically had been moping around and third wheeling it with Michael and Ashton. Who actually worked together. I keep trying not to act surprised when I see them together. It hadn't made me feel any better, it had just made it feel worse. Michael had tried to convince me to move on in his typical fashion where as Ashton seem to tell me to wait for Luke to come around. He claimed Luke would realise he had made a mistake and all the unhappiness they were both feeling would change from being dark and burst into colour. In his defence he was just sat through the most boring English class on poetry in the history of all English classes.

Having no idea on how to fix things or deal with the issues at foot, I decided let Luke fix things between us rather than being the one to cave in first. For once I wasn't going to be the one to fix things. I was going to be strong and give Luke the chance to. I may need to apologise for the kiss but I certainly don't need to apologise for admitting my feelings. Which got stomped on. If I was that important to him then he'll ask me out simple as, if not I will do as Mike said and move on. Kicking the ball back to Mike, we decide to practice for the up coming game tonight between are rival school, one that was on home turf. A loss to them at home would suck. Michael was panicking about it due to his captain title, as it was our first proper game of the season and a to lose now would put the whole teams spirit down and the play off games would soon becoming and we needed everyone to think we were going to be unbeatable. Not a bunch of losers.

"Do we play as normal or do I think of strategy that allows us to win" He questioned. Not really playing any attention I was more focused on Luke making his way over to Ashton had his head in a book. Not unusual for Ashton but I couldn't bring myself not to look. Completely not even bothering to kick the ball as jealousy crept over me. Not to mention that he still seemed to be happy to talk to Ashton despite him declaring that he had broken his heart "Leave us to play" I mumbled causing Michael to look to see what I was staring at, rather than the ball that had shot off in the distance. "If you keep staring Luke's going to end up reporting you to the police for being a stalker" Michael went jogging after the ball. Sending a quick glare as I turned my attention back only to notice them both looking at me.

I turned to face Michael in the hope that it would look less obvious and strained to look out of the corner over my eye. If only I hadn't kissed him. More to the point if Luke hadn't brought up the past. Why did I have to like Luke? Why couldn't I just fantasise over Chris Hemsworth like any normal child. He seemed to cut the conversation short before hurrying off. "Cal, are you sure you want to play tonight"? "Yes" I replied curtly. I had plenty of time to focus on the game and take my mind off Luke.

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Double math really does help you forget although for all the wrong reasons. Focusing I tied my shoelace before ensuring everything was on, lucky socks, underwear, footie uniform. "Come on let's go warm up, I wanna see how many people have turned up" Michael nudged me. "Sure" I replied noting that he had the captain badge on display. "You never know, he might still come and cheer for you" Michael redirected my thought line. "Doubt it, he's not acknowledged me all week" I spoke sadly, a little frown on my face as I began stretching.

"He's never missed one of your games but" Michael trailed off waving towards the stands. I straight my leg following his wave. I noticed Ashton wearing what seem to be Michaels jacket. Face painted with the team colours. Possibly Michael number but I couldn't tell from this far away. A familiar head of quiff blonde hair stood next to him. Too small football jacket somehow on his lanky body. I had given him that jacket when I first made the team. No wonder people thought we were dating.

Still a smile came to my face noticing him there. My final good luck charm. "See I'd told you he'd be here" Michael slung his arm around me, taking in the rest of the atmosphere. "Yeah,yeah" I mutter shoving his arm off me so we could finish the warmup. Doing a few sprints and other exercises we were ready. The other team had made its way out on to the pitch looking eager to get going.

I felt bad that I hadn't greet anyone as I made my way for the team huddle. A pregame ritual. "So who's that other guy next to Luke"  Michael asked. "What" I asked confused. "That other dude. The one with the teams opposite colours" he spoke as we made our way to our starting positions. Glancing up again, my eyes zero in on Luke, a sinking feeling in my gut as the face next to him was more prominent than ever. Anger laced my veins. There I was thinking he was over it. Once again Luke had me completely fool.

The whistle blew, announcing the game had started. My eyes clocked on to the ball. The place they would be staying for the next hour or so. Luke was going to have to wait until later.