Grey //CAKE//

Chapter 31

Luke

A few hours had passed and I was already falling asleep.
Who knew crying was so exhausting..

But soon enough the front door slammed shut after muffled 'goodbyes' and calum was walking up to the bedroom.

I listened to his steps, staring off at the dresser, while cuddled up into the blankets. It wasn't long until the door clicked open.
My eyes shifted onto him and he smiled softly.

"Hey babe" he whispered and I blinked, smiling a little. "You feeling better?" He asked

I just stayed silent so he walked over to the bed, taking off his shoes socks and pants, and laying beside me.

He stared into my eyes, bringing his hand up and rubbing his finger down my lip, before attaching his lips to mine.
After a sweet, Loving kiss he pulled away.
"What happened, Luke"

I hadn't even thought about what I was going to say to him. I was scared honestly. What if he got really mad about the truth, and stopped being friends with Michael and Ashton? And what if that made them even more angry at me??
There would be nothing holding them back from taking it out on me.

"You said once they leave, Luke. What's going on?" He said, seeming to get more annoyed than concerned.

I hid away feeling sad for making calum angry, I don't mean to. I know I need to talk but I just can't find the words.. I need him to understand, this is really hard.

"Do Michael and Ashton ever mention that they know me?" I asked, deciding I needed to get this out one way or another.

"No.. well I mean they act weird, they say weird things but I guess I just don't care to look into it. I asked if they know you.. but it wasn't like a straight answer" He answered honestly and I nodded. "Did you know them before?"

"What story have you heard?" I asked, avoiding the last question.

"Just that they've seen you around, and you disappear a lot, but come around after a while. Never got to know you though."
I sighed and sat up, rubbing my eyes and then moving my hands to scrunch my hair, ruining the quiff.

"I met them both at a party in 9th grade. I was excited because they were both really chill guys, they were into the same music, had the same ambitions, same attitudes, I had never met people so great" I replayed the memories in my head, feeling the pain in my chest. He smiled softly, obviously thinking this story would be a good one..
Sorry to disappoint, Cal.
"We had become pretty good friends, set on the idea of music and rebelling through school. We had also become quite the party animals. Ashton was friends with a lot of the upper class men and we would be invited to super crazy parties. I was never one to drink, but they persuaded me to.. one drink turned into three, then soon enough ten. Only if I wasn't so fucking stupid I would've slowed down, seeing that they didn't dare to drink as much as I was.. I only thought they were trying to be good friends and let me party away while they keep an eye on me."

He stared with confusion, not being able to tell where the story was going.

"I got super wild. Crazy wild. I was the life of the party, I was doing things I could never imagine doing. For example, licking shit off of girl's stomachs. Stripping down into just boxers to jumping into a freezing pool and grab a coin that was never thrown down there.
I thought I was part of the crowd, I thought everyone loved me. People were letting me fucking dj, we were mixing drinks, we were spray painting tv's. It was the craziest party I had ever been to." I trailed, voice lowering because this is where everything was beginning to go down hill.

"I was obnoxiously drunk by the early hours, Ashton was leading me to a room because it was a friend of his, and he asked if they could just stay the night, considering my condition, and the fact that they were no where near suitable to go home.
I had always liked Ashton. He was super sweet to me always. He'd walk me to class, he'd tell me careless jokes, his hands would linger on mine. I never knew what I was feeling, I never understood the butterflies when he'd look at me with his stupid smirk. Not until that night, because he kissed me. And that's all it took for me to sober up in seconds, there was no way I could forget that." I felt bad for being so detailed, I could nearly see the jealously etched into Calum's eyes but I continued.

"But Michael walked in." My voice lowered and I looked down. "He was disgusted. I had never seen someone so angry in my life. I was honestly scared. He just started yelling and shaming us, and Ashton was trying to calm him down but he just went crazy and in moments was beating me to the ground. I thought that was all it would be, I thought after that we would just stop being friends, I thought at least Ashton would be with me, that he would choose me. But just like with everything, I was wrong. They both spread rumors of me. They started it all. And everyday since then they bullied me, both mentally and physically." My head was beginning to hurt from the retelling of the story. It was definitely a hard one, but it was the truth.

"You seemed to be such good friends.. I didn't want to take that away from you.. Michael had pointed out my stitches, and called me out, he said I couldn't even succeed at that.. and it just really upset me."

Calum had a blank yet serious expression and I was worried, "calum, say something"
The boys face relaxed and he shook out of his angered trance.

"Im just.. speechless. How could they do that to you? How could I be friends with such awful people?? How could I be friends with two bullies??" He spat the word out like poison and I sat there staring at my thumbs not knowing what to say.
He lifted my chin, "Luke. What they did to you wasn't right, it isn't right. And I don't want you to think it was ever your fault. Ashton shouldn't of led you on like that, and I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry you had to go through that" i listened but stopped and furrowed my eyebrows.

"Had?" I questioned.

"They still do this to you?" He asked, astounded.

"Calum, I can't remember a time that they haven't!"

Calum stood up and shook his head, "dear god, and I let them in my house! I treated them like brothers, all to find out that they treat my boyfriend like dirt" he was so angry he couldn't even tell the word that fallen out of his mouth, the one word that flew through my ears but stuck.

Boyfriend.

"Calum" by now he was pacing the room, trying to figure out how to confront the two boys, but he looked over at me, "you said.. boyfriend.." I said shyly, feeling my blush and he smiled.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I guess I did." He sat down beside me, it was actually kind of crazy how fast his mood changed.

"I don't remember you asking me mister" I huffed, crossing my arms and looking away dramatically.

"Lucas hemmings will you be my boyfriend?" I looked at him with wide eyes, biting back the biggest smile, while calum grinned, having the most beautiful twinkle in his eyes.

I smirked leaning forward and looking at him with a challenging expression, "you're gonna have to do better than that"

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Odd turn of events but there ya have it, that's why ash is a lil nicer, and Michael is crazy brutal, but why do you think Mikey was so mad .. ooohhhh ..