bitches love cake

the one where I'll show you

this is the second one shot written to a song off of purpose, it's show you and I really like this one so I hope you do too!

It's like they want me to be perfect
When they don't even know that I'm hurting
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Luke silently ate his salad, his posture impeccable, and chewing with his mouth closed. his parents were talking about something Luke had no interest in, and they didn't acknowledged him often.

"so Luke," his mother began, wiping her mouth with the napkin that rested in her lap, "how was school today?" Luke cleared his throat and tried to ignore the fun memories he had in school, for it would only get him in trouble.

"I aced my English test, and I have an A in science-" luke was cut off by his father slamming his fist down on the table.

"luke, I saw that A- on your spelling test, you cannot fall behind" Luke gulped.

"it's just one grade, spelling doesn't even really matter anyway-"

"it's will only have excellence, Luke, you know that. you will spend all weekend studying to get that grade up, we will be at your aunt's house. you are excused" Luke hung his head as he walked up the stairs towards his room. he flopped on his bed and sighed, good thing his parents are going to be out of town, luke did not feel like studying for a class he did well in.

as soon as he heard the door shut, and the car drive off Luke jumped up and began shedding his collared shirt and slacks his parents forced him to wear and began to put on a black tank top and black skinny jeans. he walked to his desk, slipped on his vans and placed his lip ring and ear piercings back in. he heard a honk outside and saw his best friend Michael's car sitting in his driveway.

Luke ran down the stairs and into Michael's car. "so, how much trouble are you in for that grade?" Michael practically read Luke's mind. Luke rolled his eyes.

"grounded all weekend" Michael pulled out of the house and sped down the road.

"well that's too bad" Michael tssked while Luke leaned back in his chair. earlier this week he tried out for the football (american) team at school and made it. tonight was a party for the team and an opportunity for everyone to meet the team members. but when they arrived, it looked more like an open invitation party. his parents would kill him if he did anything other than study; he wasn't allowed sports, or extracurriculars, or even to have friends over. but they had no idea that every night Luke sneaked out to some kind of party.

Luke hopped out of the car, threw open the front door, and headed straight for the kitchen.

on his way to the kitchen he ran into someone. someone who was pretty hot.
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I got to learn things, learn them the hard way
To see what it feels like, no matter what they say
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it was all very rushed, but it somehow all made sense. Luke found clarity and freedom in Calum's dark brown eyes and brown skin, he was able to relax in his arms, and he felt peace when their lips touch. Calum was the only thing Luke remembered that night, he was the only one that made him feel worth something.

Luke invited calum over the next day after the party. their Saturday was filled with fifa games and lazy makeout sessions. it was a quarter to 3 when Calum spoke up and caught his attention.

Calum was straddling Luke's hips as they layed horizontally across the couch. Calum's lips were red and swollen, his curls (rip) scattered all over his head, his breathing erratic.

"I've seen you in school yaknow. you wear those button down shirts and slacks and always sit in the front of the class. who knew you were actually hot under all that?" Calum leaned down into Luke's ear and pulled some at the fabric on Luke's shirt. Luke groaned and tilted his head to give Calum more access as he made marks that would last days.

"my parents make me, they have this idea of how I should be, and that's that for them" Calum growled and bit down harder on Luke's neck, making the bruise impossible to cover up.

"that's shit, be who you want, do what you want, do who you want" luke could feel the smirk on Calum's face.

"help me then" Calum raised his head from Luke's neck and reattached their lips.

"of course I will"
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You act like you know me, but you never will
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Luke's parents opened the front door to see Luke laying across Calum's lap, their fingers intertwined and one of Calum's hands running through Luke's hair. Luke was wearing his ripped jeans and holey shirt, hair quiffed, and piercings in.

there was screaming, there was fighting; and when luke couldn't fight anymore, Calum fought for the both of them. he defended Luke and when there was no cease fire, he dragged him to pack his things.

"cmon baby, we're getting you out of here for good" luke tried to dry his eyes but more tears fell in there place. after blindingly placing items into his bag they ran downstairs, but something caught Luke's attention.

"what happened to you, what happened to my sweet, obedient boy?" his mum screamed out at him, making luke stop and turn towards her.

"he was never here"

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