Make You Feel my Love // cake

nine

Luke's pov

I heard all of their conversation. It gives me so much pain. I reach downstairs and go to the kitchen, grabbing some milk from the fridge and back to my room.

I look into my phone and see my mom's calling. I really want to tell her everything but I can't.

"Luke! How are you sweet? are you two okay?" She always seems happier since I'm married and moving in together with calum.

"Hey mom, we're alright. Are you okay mom ? What's going on?" I ask, wiping the tears that started to fall. I'm such a wimp.

"I'm perfectly fine luke. I just wanna hear your story with your husband. are you two being lovey-dovey all the time?" If only she knew.

"Luke, are you still there?" should I tell my mom about me and calum? no! that would make her sad. I know how much she shipped us.

"Uh mom, I have something to do with my project from campus, talk to you later yeah?" I hang up the phone.

I'm working with this project untill I got tired because it's so hard to be focused, calum is the only thing on my mind.

I lay down on my bed and scrolling through my phone. It's already 11:47 pm, and calum hasn't returned yet. He's probably going to the party and end up hooking up with alex. The thought of it makes me cringe.

"Luke! Open the door please. Calum's drunk." Someone shouts from somewhere, I recognize the voice. I rush down and get the door. Alex loosen his grip from calum and gives calum's arm to me.

"He's drunk. He talks about you alot." Calum hides his face in the crook of my neck. No, this can't be real.

"Um, thank you for bringing him home." I give him a quick smile. Alex is always nice to me, no wonder calum loves him. I'm jealous though. He can do such things with my husband, while I'm here imagining it like crazy.

"Luke, he confessed something about you to me at the party. Be patience with him." He winked at me and got to his car. I close the door, feel happier than before. Not because alex said that but I'm so close with calum right now.

I can even feel his breath around my neck. We go to his room, laying him down.

"Baby, come lay down with me." He patted the space beside him.

"Cal, I'm not alex okay. Sleep tight." When I'm about to go, he grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him.

What a night.