Make You Feel my Love // cake

seven

Luke's pov

A week later after the wedding, calum still hasn't changed. I wash all the plate and glass this morning, I almost break my finger.

"AW!" I groan, out of my expectation calum ran into me. He wanted to know what had happen. I broke the water faucet and my index finger starts bleeding.

"Luke! Oh god, how could you?" He's mad. I thought he will care, see? He does not.

"I'm sorry cal, I know the water faucet was already broken a bit, I'm just..." He dragged me to our living room.

"You're being stupid as always, I can't understand you luke!" He sighed and took the aid kit.

"Here, take care of yourself." He gave me the bandages and iodine.

He took his bag and got the door, leaving me with all my blood. Screw him. What have I done that I should deal with a person like him? but I'm being dumb still in love with him. I do love that cold guy.

"What happened to your finger? your husband did this?" Michael asked when I get to his car a few minutes after.

"no, oh god no. He didn't do anything." I lay my head against the window. Michael knows eveything, I couldn't help but tell him the truth.

"You should just be with me instead luke." He laughed, If I could I would. But even being in the same room with calum makes me happy, although he has never gave me his smile. It's okay, I can handle it.

"How's he? has he changed?" He asked while I'm sighing.

"Not yet, it'll be okay though."

"He doesn't deserve you, and you know that." Michael said, looking for his cigaratte.

"Oh stop, maybe he just still can't deal with all the wedding stuff, thats all." I said, walking away, reaching my class.