Make You Feel my Love // cake

eight

Calum's pov

I look through my phone and it's already 5 pm, kind of worried about luke. I can't explain why am I being an ass to luke? I don't know whats got into me. Maybe I had a thing for luke but its not love, is it? He's always nice to me yet I always give him an annoyed look. I really feel bad. I won't text him, I still focus on the FIFA that I play with my ex boyfriend, alex.

I hear someone open the door, while alex cheers happily because he won. We look at each other, soon his lips are landing on mine. He pushed me away, giving luke smile. Luke knows alex always hang out with me, like every fucking day. He seems fine with it. He's walking away and going to his room. I turn to alex while he frowned.

"What? gimme that kiss again." I pull his chin closer.

"Wait, you're not even say hi to him?" He asked a little bit confused. I just nod, like it's not a big deal for me and luke.

"Oh god, I feel bad for him. You're so fucked up." He covered his face like he can't believe about what he saw earlier.

"Alex don't think about him, c'mon gimme that damn kiss." He just shook his head.

"no calum jeez, you have a husband now okay? you said you two don't want to be with each other, cal have you seen his eyes? Luke's eyes tell me otherwise." He kept his hands on his face.

"What do you mean?" I ask curioulsly.

"Can't you see that? calum He is hurt when he saw you lean onto me and then kissing me right after. He's in pain cal, poor that kid." He's rambling.

"Uh lets go, get the food and go to the party near downtown." I take his hand but he doesn't move, looking at me directly.

"What about him?" He still asked and talked about luke, god.

"Stop that, I didn't care about him okay? we already talk about this. what's the matter alex?" Maybe he can hear the high tone on my voice. He knows I'm mad.