Don't Be Jealous [cake au] ✔

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Luke 💕

Just as I was hitting the climax of my panic attack, Calum appeared out of nowhere and gave me something to drink.

After that, everything went a bit wild – I couldn't think properly, my movements were either rash or seriously slow, and Calum looked about ten times hotter.

Someone began to kiss me, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel fucking amazing. I started wishing it was Calum – and then realised it was Calum.

Why was he kissing me?

Was he trying to make Jack jealous?

Had Jack been neglecting him?

Where even was Jack?

All those questions, I pushed them to the back of my head and let myself immerse in his wrath for once. It wasn't like I had much control over my actions, anyway.

"Wanna take this into a room?" he whispered onto my lips between kisses, and I nodded, letting him pick me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Since he knew his way around the house, he found an empty room with just enough space for our abnormally tall bodies to fit in.

I knew it was wrong but I'd wanted to kiss him since I was like, twelve. If whatever happened between us split him up with Jack, then who knows – maybe I would get my chance at long last. In any case, I wanted to live in the moment and enjoy it for what it was worth because for all I knew, this wouldn't be happening again. His tongue wrapped itself around mine, sending shocks and tingles down my body.

He began sucking really hard on my neck and I released a mixture of curse words and indecipherable sounds that got even more jumbled when he took off my top. No, I wasn't ready to show him yet...

"Luke, what the fuck are these..." he breathed. I scrunched my eyes shut, pulling him back to my lips so he could kiss me again. "I asked you a question, Hemmings..."

I ignored him and brought his lips back to mine, initiating a deeper kiss. My hands snaked round his back and I felt his shoulder blades, large and muscular structures that reminded me a lot of his jawline. Then he started grinding against my crotch, rubbing against my hard length, making little drips of pre-cum leak out onto my underwear.

Momentarily, I sobered up. I realised what was going on, why I was in the dark room and that I needed to get out before Jack saw me. I grabbed my top from the carpeted floor of the store cupboard and opened the door, rushing out with tears in my eyes, hoping that no one saw me.

I rushed past people on the stairs, almost tripping over my own long legs, and I even heard Jack calling my name but I didn't listen. I didn't dare to, I felt so guilty and so dirty, and I needed to clean myself somehow. My mind flipped through ways to clean but it was so groggy and tampered by alcohol that I ended up just running aimlessly, through roads and hidden passes, not caring where I arrived.

Stopping at a public bench, I sat down, pulling up my sleeves and scratching my healed skin with sharp, rough nails, scraping until my fingers were tainted by blood. The pain was real – my jaw was clenched the whole time, mind going wild with thoughts of Calum and Jack.

I just didn't know what to do.

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