detention gods | luke hemmings au [completed]

3: february 23th, 2015.

andie.

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monday.

her eyes travelled from his slightly inked arms which she couldn't help but to admire every time. two cold thumbs disconnected with her cheeks as she stared up at the ceiling and tried to control her breathing. as a habit, she pulled the sheets up to cover her chest and sat up straight, searching for her clothes with her gaze.

"where's my shirt?" andie asked the boy beside her.

"on the chair." he chuckled back and nodded to his desk chair. she reached for it with one hand and dressed her oversized t-shirt on.

"can't you just decide one place to throw it every time?" she muttered and pulled her hair into a messy ponytail.

"why the rush anyway?" he used his elbows to prop himself up halfway, while raising his eyebrows at her.

"dad wants me back home." she lied, dressing on her soft shorts.

"that's a lie, andie. you've never rushed home, you always stall here just to avoid going home. what's the rush?" he asked again, not believing her a bit.

andie sighed with her head hanging, scratching her arm. she would usually spend as much time she can somewhere so that she wouldn't have to return to the place she called home.

"i don't know, cal. something's just changed, i don't know what i feel anymore. it just feels like i'm using you and i don't like it." she carefully peered up at him with an empty expression plastered on her face, as usual.

"you're not using me, we both agreed on this." calum reminded her and bit on his bottom lip. "although... i feel bad."

"why?" she immediately asked, surprised. he's made it perfectly clear that the whole thing never really changed anything between them.

"don't you want... i don't know, get involved in a serious relationship?" he asked slowly, choosing his words carefully.

"no thanks." she countered and let her upper body fall down against his torso, her arms folded over his chest and her chin resting against them.

"maybe we should just stop this." he sighed and tucked away some strands of hair that framed her face.

"do you want to get involved in a serious relationship?" she smirked with one raised eyebrow. he snorted and shook his head.

for as long as she could remember, calum was never the one to settle down and neither was she. that's why their whole agreement worked out so good. they were close friends, not sharing any bit of romantic feeling for one another. he was also the only person who's ever entered her home, mostly because she knew him as a child.

"i mean, what if someone likes you?" he said, pointing at her with his index finger.

"no one likes me." she stated and tugged on his lower lip. "i just don't know what's with me. maybe i'm going insane because sometimes, i actually want to talk to someone else other than cameron." she confessed before standing up from the bed and stretched her whole body.

"really? who?" calum asked curiously and pulled a pair of grey sweatpants up his legs.

"since when did you become so nosey?" she snapped with a questioning look and entered his kitchen, already feeling a slight hunger growing inside of her.

"we've known each other for years, but we barely talk. i'm just trying to catch up. your butt is showing." he informed her, nodding to her lower body part.