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(Cake) You Like Eachother

Calum:

You feel the bed shift as you open your eyes a bit.
It's Calum.
You're used to one of the boys waking you up at unreasonable hours of the morning but not with a laptop on their lap.
"What are you doing?" You ask as you pull the duvet over your head.
"Twitcam. This twitcam session's called 'in bed with (Y/N)'" Calum laughs as he talks to a screen.
"No it's not!" You protest.
"Then what's it called?"
"It's called 'Calum should fuck off out of (Y/N)'s bed because she was warm and comfortable before he got here and she looks like a monster in the mornings'".
Calum laughed hysterically at your title and attempts to pull the duvet off your head but you hold on tight.
"They want to see your face," he says.
"I'm going back to sleep."
"At least say hello."
"Hi," you say grumpily and wave your hand out of the duvet.
"What's happening in here?" You hear a voice ask.
You quickly pull the duvet off of yourself and sit up to see Ashton stood in your doorway.
"This isn't what it looks like," you explain.
"It got you up," Calum jokes. You hit him on the arm for that comment.
"Calum wants it to look like that. He wants that," Ashton says and then walks away but Calum leaps up and goes after him.
Suddenly there are loads if comments on the twitcam saying how you two must really like each other and what your ship name would be.
Me and Calum? He doesn't even like me.....
"Sorry about Ashton," Calum apologises as he sits back down next you. "He's being a bit if douche lately," he murmurs. "Forget what he said."
'I think it's true' a comment came in quickly.
Calum leans over to you and says out of nowhere: "it is true."
"Good," you giggle.

Luke:

"So ask her out," Michael says as you enter the room.
"Who are you asking out?" You ask Luke.
To be honest, you're heart sinks a little because you've had this crush on Luke for a while now. But at least he'll be happy with whoever the lucky girl is.
"No one," he glares at Michael.
Michael puts his hands up in defence. "Your loss," he says as he leaves the room.
You go over to the fridge and pretend to scan for food. "Is she pretty?" You ask.
"She's beautiful," Luke answers.
Tears start to form in your eyes and you try to hold them back but you end up walking out if the kitchen and into the bathroom. You lock the door behind you.
"(Y/N)!" Luke bangs on the door. "(Y/N), are you ok?"
"I'm fine," you lie.
"You don't sound fine."
"Just dying for the toilet."
You hear a click and the door opens.
"What if I was peeing?" You ask but not daring to turn around and face him.
"You aren't."
"But what if I was?" You joke, trying to make light of the situation.
"Look at me," he puts his hand on your shoulder.
"Don't, Luke.." You tremble.
"Are you crying?"
You whimper and he runs to stand in front of you.
"What wrong?" He asks worried. "Is it me? Did I do something?"
"No, Luke. No, I just, I don't feel well."
"You're lying to me, (Y/N)."
"I like you, ok? I fancy you Luke and you're talking about some other girl. Do you know how that makes me feel?" You sob.
Luke hugs you and kissed your head. "That girl's you, you idiot."
"What?" You look up at him.
"Do you want to go out sometime?" He asks.
You laugh and nod.
"I take that as a yes?"
"Yes," you squeak as Luke kisses you quickly. "I'd like that."