Hearts Beating (5SOS)

06.

-Camila-

Tristen❤️🤗
Hey babe meeting at the movies at 5?

I glanced at the time seeing it was now close to three.

Me:
Sure
I replied and laid my phone back on my bed.

"Was that Tristen?" Questioned Luke who was still lounging on the floor.

"Yeah now he wants to meet at the movies," I explain.

"Oh so you don't have to go to his house where he stores all the hoes," he says getting up so I could see his face.

"Whatever Luke get out!" I yell anger rising in me.

"Cam you know-," I cut him off.

"Get the fuck out! I don't care what you were get out! He is my boyfriend and you are supposed to be my best friend supporting me!" I yell getting up and opening the door. He nodded and got up quickly leaving my room. He made me so mad when he did this. That was crossing the line and he knew it. I heard a range of footsteps coming up the steps.

"I don't wanna talk leave me alone!" I yell to them as I lean up against my door. I wanted to cry, but I refused to. I knew the boys hated him they have every right to he bullied them. They all took us dating a lot better than Luke, hell even my own brother took it better. I left the door and plugged in my phone playing music while I got ready. I decided on a simple black and white striped romper. I pulled it on looked at myself. It fit my body well. I got out my straightener and straightened my hair letting it fall down my back. I then sat down doing a smokey eye and put some other makeup on covering up some of my scratches on my face from my brothers nails. I finished with a simple clear lipstick. I nodded at my appearance and sprayed some perfume on and grabbed my black sandals. Lastly got my purse and phone. I could hear the boys were having band practice when I was getting ready to so they were all still here. I walked downstairs and they all looked up. They all looked stunned at my appearance.

"You look beautiful Cammie," said Cal.

"Thank you, what are you up to?" I question.

"I was gonna try and tune up my guitar for the gig tonight why?" He questioned.

"Oh its cool Ash drive me?" I question. Luke's stunned expression soon faded and hurt overcame it. Ashton just looked totally surprised and Michael looked at Luke's reaction.

"Umm okay mate," he said looking at Luke who nodded.

"Umm if you don't mind me asking why did you pick me?" He asked once we made it out to the car.

"I'm mad at Luke," I stated simply.

"Oh," was all he said before getting in. He turned the car on and the radio started playing kiss.

"Ohh can I pick the song?" I cheered.

"Oh my I guess," he chuckled pulling out. I blasted Bad Things. We sang the parts until it was over.

"You have a beautiful voice," he smiled.

"Thanks I don't know what to do with it though," I shrug.

"Why not show it off?" He questioned.

"I don't know acting is my thing," I explain. He only nodded and turned right towards the movies. Once he pulled in I looked but didn't see Tristen yet.

"Thank you Ashton," I smile.

"No problem, and hey Cammie. Don't be to mad at Luke he's just defending his best friend," he explained.

I nodded, "I know."

"You all set for the date?" He questioned.

"Yeah thank you," I smile.
He gives me a thumbs up and with that he smiled and drove off. I checked the time and it was 5. He should be here any minute now. I sat down on the bench waiting. 5:30 came then 6:00. I checked my phone to see I still had no texts.

-Luke-

I sat in my room not really doing anything, but supposed to be writing something down. It's like everything and nothing came to mind. It's like everything but nothing was on my mind. I checked the time to see it was almost 6:20 knowing Cam was well in on her date with Tristen aka. Dick of the century. Ahh I got it! I grabbed my pencil and wrote down a few words
"Sitting here at home
It's obvious she's so out of reach
And I'm finding it hard cause
She makes me feel, makes me feel
Like I try, like I try, like I'm trying too hard
Cause I'm not being me
And it's getting me down," I sing softly as I write them. I strum softly on my guitar. My phone started playing Bad Things making me jump and about loose my guitar. I picked it up seeing Cam's name. I was surprised since our argument and she was on a date.

"Hello Camila?" I question.

"H-he stood me up," she cried softly into the phone. That bastard!

"I'm on my way, baby girl don't cry it's okay," I say getting up and throwing my vans on.

"Okay Luke I'll be here," she muffled.

"Mom I gotta go get Cam," I say to her where she was working in her office.

"Okay is everything alright?" She questioned.

"Boyfriend shit," I reply.

"Oh and language Luke!" She yelled but I was already outside. I walked to my old little car getting and slamming my hands on the wheel. God she doesn't deserve him. I'm on my way princess. I had to calm myself down before I went in and got her. After our argument I couldn't exactly voice my opinion anymore than I had today. I couldn't push the fact that she was dating an asshole. I knew it for myself. He lived two houses down from me I saw what happened behind his doors. I heard the moaning coming from inside his room, because Cam wouldn't have sex with him. He was a lying manipulative bastard that keeps hurting her over and over again and she never listens to me whenever I tell her because he "brings out something in her she can't explain" he brings out an insecure monster. Her mom and I have talked about it before. He makes her cry so much and hurts her with the back and forth drama and she keeps going back every single time. And being her best friend and seeing her hurt makes me hurt. I just want her to be happy and to take time for herself. There was just something about her that made everyone want to be with her. Even the assholes she made a better person. He had been weirdly obsessed with her from the first day that he meant her. Always showing up when she was trying to move on, knowing the right thing to say. He would say he loved her but never meant it, he loved the fact that she loved him. The fact that she would give up anything to be with him. That was the thing with Camila, even though she would deny it. Camila was a blacks and white type person. She was either all in or all out. Hated or loved there was no grey no in-between and once you got to the end of caring, she would never speak to you again or even act like you existed. I just don't understand why she let Tristen hurt her over and over again. I pulled into the movies seeing her sitting outside by herself. Her beautiful self crying while staring down at her phon desperately longing for an explanation that would never come. I took a deep breath before getting out trying to calm myself.