The Broken Ones (Cake FanFiction)

Chapter 6

•Luke's POV•

I bounce my leg up and down, waiting anxiously for last period to end.

"You alright Mr. Hemmings?" The teacher asks and my face blushes red.

"F-fine." Everyone turns towards me, glaring.

I look back at the clock, time going but fast, sadly.

To say I'm nervous going to Calum's house is an understatement. I'm afraid that he'll beat the shit out of me. I already get that enough from my dad, Michael and Ashton.

The bell rings throughout the halls. Everyone gathers their things while I slowly clean up. I'm the last one out of the room, taking my time. That's probably a mistake.

I walk to my locker grabbing my bag and the things that will be needed for the project.

"Ready?" I hear from behind me.

I slowly turn around, and I'm met with brown eyes.

"Y-yeah." I stutter out, being very nervous.

"C'mon. Let's get this over with." He sighs, leading the way out.

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I follow him down the sidewalk. We walk in silence. It's not the comfortable silence you can handle with a friend, it's that violent silence. (Sometimes, Quiet is violent;) ) (I'm DUN with you- J)

We arrive at a white colored house. It's a nice looking house on the inside. It's not a huge house, but it's not a small on either. It looks to be a family house.

We walk to the steps and Calum unlocks the door. The lights are off and it seems that no one is home.

We walk downstairs, to where I assume his bedroom is. He takes his shoes off and drops his book bag on his bed.

He looks at me, "you can sit, ya know." He says.

I nod and sit down on his bed, trying to get as comfortable as I can. Which is hard when you are at Calum Hood's house.

"Okay, so let's get started." I suggest.

He groans, obviously not wanting to work on it.

"Calum, please."

"Fine." He snarls, and I look at him, frightened.

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We read a few chapters. They aren't very happy either. So far it's about a girl named Lara, trying to kill herself, fun.

We read up to chapter 4, and I can tell Calum doesn't want to read anymore.

"W-we can stop reading." I say softly.

"Yeah." He says, getting up and walking upstairs.

I follow him, "Calum, where are you going?" I ask.

"I'm hungry." He scoffs.

I hear my stomach growl, but I don't have the urge to eat at the moment.