little sister // calum hood (EDITING)

EIGHTEEN

clara
i was laying down in my bed, eating sour cream and onion chips and blasting bring me the horizon from my earphones when my door was opened. luke walked in and looked at me. i took my headphones out and he started talking.

"look, i know you hate me and all, but we need to go christmas shopping." he said. i didn't respond and he sighed, walking out of my room.

i got out of bed and changed into one of calum's sweatshirts, leggings, and converse. i threw my hair in a ponytail and walked downstairs. luke was sitting at the dining table on his phone, his head lifting once he noticed me.

"you're coming?" he asked in confusion. i shrugged and nodded. he put his phone in his pocket and walked outside to his car. i followed and got in the passenger seat. he was about to turn the key, but sighed and gave up, looking at me.

"why do you hate me?" he asked. his eyes were full of hurt and were staring into me.

"i don't hate you." i sighed.

"then why won't you talk to me?" he asked.

"why are you keeping calum from me?" i asked back, ignoring his question.

"clara, i've seen how he treats girls." he said.

"but we're dating, luke! i wasn't just fucking him, we haven't done anything like that!" i shouted, trying to get it through his head.

"that doesn't mean anything. you'll understand eventually why i did it." he stated.

"no, i won't." i said.

"yes, you will. he'll screw you over just like every other girl." he said.

"no he won't, luke. i trust him." i defended.

"clara, if it was almost any other guy, i would be okay with it. but calum is my best friend, and he's a complete dick to the female species. so, now if you want to hate me and ignore me again go ahead, but you will understand eventually." he explained, but i wasn't done.

"can you realize i will never fucking hate you? i can't. you're all i have, luke, you're all i've ever had. you're my brother."

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after we got hone from shopping, i had gotten presents for both carter and michael. i got carter the 1975's album, halsey's album, and melanie martinez's album. i wrapped them together and put as much tape as i could around it, knowing she hates when i do that. for michael, i got him a few band t-shirts and more bracelets for his collection.

luke refused to let me get calum anything, and refused to let me get him anything, even though he already told me he got me something. i was sat in my room again, alone.

i felt like boredom and lonliness were consuming me. they never let me think of or do anything else. i never slept, giving it all more time to take over me. every person i usually hang out with is gone. michael is in australia visiting his family, carter and her family took a trip to new york for the holidays, and calum is, well, calum.

all i wanted to do was see him, feel him, be with him. i wanted to see his brown eyes sparkle, and see his smile light up every single thing around him. i wanted to feel his muscular arms wrapped around me again, and feel his calming heartbeat pound against me. and i wanted to be with him, period.

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wow this is a really short chapter like rlly rlly short but the next one is long and ill probably do a double update so yAs