The bell rang at 12:30pm, lunch.
me and Michael walked into the lunch hall together, megan had said she had to go to the front of school for something, Courtney had been off ill for the past week and all the other girls were in different classes.
"I saw you and luke in English." Michal winked at me chuckling to himself.
"saw us doing what exactly?" I replied, maybe a bit too defensive.
"you know, flirting and shit." he chuckled again.
"what!? we weren't flirting!" I elbowed him in the stomach and he yelped.
"geez ok, you weren't flirting!" he rubbed his stomach and we went to get food.
I was just deciding on what sandwich to get when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"hi Taylor." it was luke, and he looked happy for once.
"oh, hey luke." I smiled warmly at him and he smiled back, "why aren't you with cal?"
"oh, erm he went home, he text me to tell you that he was feeling ill." luke smiled again.
"you seem happy." I winked at him as we moved forward in the cue, still carrying on our convosation.
"yeah I guess I am, im having one of those days you know. like when you just feel like you can talk all the time and just be yourself and shit, I think its being around you Taylor, you make me happy." I turned to face Luke.
"But the only time we've ever spoke is in English, and you always seem pretty down then."
lukes face fell slightly and I realised how much I probably just let him down. He was probably expecting a similar reply back.
"oh... sorry." luke shrugged and turned away, leaving his spot in the cue and taking his lunch tray with him, with everything unpayed for.
"no wait, luke! I didn't mean it in a bad wa-" I went to walk after him but was interrupted.
"Tay?" I turned round and calum was stood behind me.
"calum? what I thought you'd gon - well, luke said you'd gone home?" I was so confused.
"no? why? was he just here? were you just talking to him?" calum walked over to me, almost shouting all these questions.
"what? yes we were talking, why? am I not allowed to talk to him?" my voice was raising aswell.
"yes, Taylor, that's the point, your not allowed to talk to luke. ive told him not to talk to you! I swear to god im gonna kill this boy!" Calum started storming off, I grabbed his arm and spun him around.
"why have you told him not to talk to me?" my voice went back to its usual tone and I stared strongly into calums eyes.
"BECAUSE TAYLOR I JUST FUCKING HAVE OK!" calum shouted and the whole lunch hall went still. Everyone turned to stare at us and I could feel my cheeks heating up, I wanted to get out of here, I nodded and released calums arm from my grasp. Immediately he ran off in the direction of luke and I turned and walked out the double doors to the field outside.
I welcomed the air to my cheeks, even though it was not cold air, it still cooled my flushed face.
"what happened in there then, hey?" Michael came and sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into a hug.
"I don't even no mikey, calums acting so weird lately, hes almost never home anymore and even if he is he rarely talks to me or mum, we have to be the convosation starters. Its ever since lukes been here, but hes actually a decent guy, apart from his drugs and smoking and stuff." I muffled into mikes shoulder.
"well maybe calums just finding himself, maybe he's out experiencing the world you know. Ive smoked before and Ive done drugs once, it what a lot of lad our age do, apart from calums two years older."
I nodded whilst Michael let me out of his grip. "yeah, maybe. I just don't want him to end up hurt, you know? and im so confused why he doesn't want luke to talk to me yet hes fine for us to sit together in English."
"yeah that's a bit weird I guess, but cant we all be odd at times? Maybe hes just on his man period or something," I laughed at michaels comment, he always knew how to make me laugh, "hey why don't you come round to mine tonight, help me dye my hair. it will give you and calum some space too"
"Thanks Michael, that would be great! what colour are you doing it this time?" I asked as Michael stood up and offered his hand which I grabbed and was pulled up to my feet.
"im thinking purple and black maybe?" he grabbed my back and hooked it over his shoulder carrying it for me as well as his own.
"sounds great" I smiled and we walked across the field.
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FanfictionLying is bad, lying just leads to more lies and more lies, and when you're in all those lies, how are you going to get out? And what if those lies, the people you lied for, what if they come back to haunt you?