Invisible

two.

Calum.

Today, Mali will be tutoring, some dude who live a few blocks away. As painful as it is, I have to follow, so that I can prepare myself for the exam that will be conducted in months to come.

"Calum! Are you ready yet? I will be late if you continue to dilly dally!"

Mali shouts from the front door.

"Can you be fucking patient!"

I run down the steps and attempting not to fall as I put on my leather jacket.
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After walking for about ten minutes, we reach a two-storey house that was pale blue with white stripes. It was simple yet very attractive. Mali knocked on the door a couple of times, before a man in suit greets us.

"Mali? Come in. He's in he's  room, me and Liz are going to be leaving for the airport."

"Leaving the country?"

I asked.

"Yes. For five months, actually. Anyways nice meeting you, bye"

With that, the man leaves the house with his wife in a taxi I assumed they called over.

Me and Mali walked into the house and looked around. The house isn't big, just perfect at size. We walked up the stairs and walked toward a blue door that stated a 'Do Not Enter' sign. I'm assuming it's the room of the boy Mali is gonna tutor. Mali knocked on the door a couple of times before someone I certainly did not expect opens. Luke? Luke Hemmings? Fuck.

"Hi... You must be Mali?"

"Yes, yes I am. And my brother, Calum, is here too."

Mali says with a slight annoyance in her voice.

"I'm Luke. Come in."

I walked into the room to see two different personalities in the room. One side of the room was, well... Punk. While the other... Was... Innocent. Descriptively, one had posters of bands like All time Low, Greenday, etc, and was painted black while the other had penguin teddy bears and one was a size of a five year old. I'm not even exaggerating. It was well punk and cute, all together.

"Which side do you wanna be on?"

Luke asks trying not to make eye contact with me.

"Black!" "Blue!"

Both me and Mali shouts at the same time.

"Never mind. We'll just sit on my bed."

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Luke.

We sat on my bed as I fiddle with my finger nervous that the boy that bullies me and that I had a wet dream about is sitting on my bed. I try so hard to not stare at him whenever he's staring at me. Is he planing on murdering me? Or rape me? Or bash me up?

After a couple of hours of studying, Out of the blue Calum speaks up.

"I need to use the bathroom."

He walks towards my bathroom. My bathroom... Oh shit! No!

"Urmm.. You should go to the kitchen one instead!"

I say trying not to seem anxious.

"Nahh. Your room one is fine with me.."

He says stepping into my bathroom. Oh God... Save me!
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Calum.

I walk into the bathroom and went over to the toilet bowl. I spot some pills that wasn't flushed in. I ignored it and went on in doing my 'man business'. I reached out for the tissue and saw that there wasn't any so I held on to my length and use the other hand to open the drawer. That's when I found something. A razor blade. What the fuck. I place the blade and place it on the sink as I find the tissue I was looking for.

I left the bathroom and entered Luke's room.

"Mali, can u get out for a moment, thanks."

Mali was gonna negotiate until she saw the seriousness in my face. Right after she left I walked towards the door and locked it followed by walking towards Luke and pinned him onto the bed.
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Luke.

Out of nowhere, Calum pinned me against the bed. I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. Calum sat on my waist and pinned my hands to the side of my head. Let's say, I didn't make an effort to move.

"Luke... Why do you cut, sweetheart?"

I don't know whether or not I wanna believe that he's sweet or... Pretending.

"No-nothing"

I stuttered.

"Don't lie to me baby boy..."

He says as he pulls up the sleeves of my sweater. After seeing my scars, I was so shocked at what he did. He kissed my scars. HE FUCKING KISSED IT!!! Okay.. Calm down. He sat down normally and lifted up his sleeves. He cuts too? Oh my god. I looked into his eyes for permission and kissed his scars like how he kissed mine. While I was kissing his scars, he lifted off my chin and stared at my lips. I can feel my heart pumping faster each time he inches closer. He leans in and I feel his lips on...my...my...lips. I sat there not doing anything. He was kissing me, not a peck, but French. He was making out with me. Someone pinch me! He pulled away and pinched me.

"Ouch!!"

I yelped.

"To prove you aren't dreaming."

He says and shrugs.
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Hi it's me again. This chapter is slightly longer. Sorry if you think if it's rushy but it was meant to be. Anyways, vote and comment! Love y'all <3
-Fyra