Make You Feel my Love // cake

twenty-two

Calum's pov

Pulling luke closer to me, knowing that I'm the only one who can do that, was the best feeling so far. I smile widely when I think that I'm the only person who can feel his hand wrapped around mine. His hair is so soft, I'd bury my face there on his blonde hair forever.

He's so pretty, why I have to be an ignorant and do such things to him ? He didn't even force me to tell him why I'm being an asshole from the beginning, why I shout him out the other day, why I change to be something different. He did not.

And if everyone says I don't deserve him because he's too good for me, I really don't give a shit. I don't want to share him with somebody else, especially that red-haired guy friend of him. And about this morning, he probably thought that I was sleeping when he said he loves me, and maybe I could say those three words too sooner or later.

"I want you to cook for me luke.." He frowned, unbelieving my request.

"But you didn't like my-" I cut him off, placing my hand on my chin, staring at him.

"Please..." I say, begging him with my puppy eyes, who could say no eh?

"Oh okay, what do you want to eat?" He asked happily.

"Uh anything." I reply, while he's starting to grab the ingredients and preparing something on the bowl.

He is really cute, wearing an apron. My eyes can't stop staring at him, especially his face and his long pale neck. Why? you want to mark him? jeez why I have a dirty mind.

"Hey luke, I'll drive you tomorrow." He turned to me.

"But I already told michael to drive me cal, thank you." He mentioned that red-haired guy and I really want to shut him out with a kiss.

"Nah, I'm driving you off or you're not going to your campus." I say sternly, scaring the hell out of him again.

"O-okay I'm sorry.." He looked down at the floor.

"No don't be, I just want to drive you luke that's all. It's fine if you don't want to." I say, leaving him in the kitchen. I hurt him enough and I don't want to do it all over again.

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I open the door of luke's bedroom. I bring my blanket with me, in case luke is cold so he needs an extra blanket or maybe he just need my extra cuddle?

"Lukey are you crying?" I see that he buried his face into the pillow. He jumped when he heard my voice.

"Uh no I'm not, I'm sorry cal you can drive me tomorrow." He said, sighing right after.

"Why are you saying sorry lukey?" I like being this soft to him.

"Um you're mad at me because I-" I don't want him to finish his words.

"I wanna sleep with you and I'm not mad at you. Good night lukey..." I lay beside him, turning off the lamp.

"Night cal."I can see that he shocked about my sudden action, but I really want to sleep next to him, cuddling him to death.

When I look at him, he's not closing his eyes, yet he just staring at the ceiling. So I pull myself closer to him and bring my face to the crook of his neck.