How I hate him - ft. Luke Hemmings and 5sos

Friendly dates and jealous Luke

"Hey Jessy." Sam smiled at me in the hallway, at which I smiled back. I had come to the conclusion that being bitchy to him didn't do me any good. The lack of sleep made me nicer, actually. I hadn't slept much since the call with Luke. The two of us hadn't talked since Friday, no matter how many texts and voicemail I had left him. For a long time I had tried to reach out to him, but he just wouldn't respond. Eventually I got tired of leaving what seemed like a hundred voicemails. Him not responding did everything but take away my worries. I even had asked Michael what was going on with my boyfriend. He didn't know and told me that Luke didn't act any different and that he hadn't done anything inappropiate. Knowing that Michael and Luke were together almost 24/7 I knew that Michael couldn't be lying. He never lied to me. If anything, the guy was annoyingly honest at times.
Even with him assuring me, I wasn't sure. For starters, Luke usually answered me as soon as he had the chance. Second, I knew Luke could be sneaky if he wanted to. He had been in the past, at least. And now he didn't answer at all, leaving me no chance of checking up on him!
Maybe something was wrong with him and I didn't even know. All those 'maybe's were driving me crazy. 
Walking further down the hallway Sam caught up and grabbed my arm. 
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked at which I shrugged, giving him a fake smile. 
"Nothing, why?"
Not wanting him to know what was wrong I pretended everything was fine. If he knew what was going on he would probably use that against me, or against Luke. I didn't want that. Pulling back my arm - he had a tendency to touch my arm, which I really didn't like, I started walking towards history class, but he walked with me. 
"Are you sure? You look worried." 
I nodded and opened the door. Since this wasn't a class Sam and I had together, he had no chance of following me into the room.
Sitting next to Mila, I groaned. 
"Why was he walking with you?" My friend whispered and I shrugged. 
"I don't know," I answered, "Can I ask you something?"
Since this weekend I hadn't had an opportunity to discuss the whole 'Luke-situation', and now I needed to get it off my chest. 
Mila gave me a thumbs up - her way of saying 'yes' and I explained the situation to her.
"Well, last Friday I called Luke and he was kind of jealous that I'm going to Sam's party with you. Obviously I said that there was no other. I meant to say 'no other reason', but he cut me off and said he had to go and hung up. No goodbye or anything. And now he isn't answering my calls or texts. And now I think that he's maybe cheating on me."

Mila sighed. "Jess, you and your overthinking are driving me nuts sometimes. I don't think he's cheating on you, and that means something coming from me. Even though you're on the other side of the world, you would notice that. You can always straight up ask him, you know. If he answers, demand FaceTime and see if he's lying. Have you done that yet?"

"No, well... I didn't get the chance to do so. We've had zero interaction the past days."
"Ask Michael. That boy is brutally honest all of the time."
"I asked him already. He says there's probably nothing going on."
"Well, then you shouldn't worry so much. He's probably just busy and I'm sure he loves you. That means something coming from me." She smiled and then we started class. 
Just when I was about to take notes, Toby (one of Sam's friends), handed me a note. 
Folding it out, I read: hi Jessy, I really like that you're coming to the party. Can't wait. Bye the way, have a drink with me and Toby?

Raising my eyebrows I showed Mila the note. She giggled, which was very unlike her, and whispered, "Toby is so cute. Can I come with you? I mean, you wouldn't go alone. You're probably not even up for it."
She was right, I was only going because I had nothing better to do, and because I knew Sam would only keep bothering me if I didn't have that drink with him. 
When Toby agreed with Mila coming along, we agreed on meeting up after school.
"Okay, do you have a car then?" I asked at which Toby shook his head. "No, Sam and I both have a motorcycle."
"Cool," I genuinely meant it, I always wanted to learn how to ride a motorcycle myself, "But as friends. It's not a date."
Toby flashed me a smile, "As friends, what else?"
Focussing on class again, I wondered why I even agreed to doing this. Sure, Sam was nice, but not 'just nice'. Even though we barely knew each other, he called me babe, tried to flirt with me - I was not an idiot, I knew when someone did so, and suddenly paid attention to me. This had only started when Luke had left. He had never done so before, and a lot of the time he seemed to forget I had a boyfriend. Sure, Luke might not be the best boyfriend at the time, but still, he was my boyfriend. After all we went through together, I wasn't giving up on him.

When the school day had ended, Mila and I waited for the two guys. They put on their helmets and handed each of us one. 
"You'll be safe with me," Sam winked through the visor and I rolled my eyes again. I got on the back of the motorcycle, which unfortunately gave me no choice but to hold him. I might not be attracted to him, but still, I didn't want to fall.
With Toby and Mila in front of us, we sped off. I had to use all my strength to swerve along with all the turns Sam made. 
When I finally dared to look up I saw that we arrived at my favorite diner. It was like he knew I loved this place. 
I pulled out my own chair before he could do that and he sat down next to me. Sam briefly brushed his hand against my leg, but I slapped it away. Again, I rolled my eyes, this time at Mila who was grinning like an idiot.
The four of us just talked - mostly it was me trying to avoid Sam flirting with me - and enjoyed our food. The grilled cheese I ordered was delicious and gave me something to focus on. With the doubts about Luke in the back of my head it was hard to talk.

Because I walked to school today and there was no bus that went to my house from here, I had no choice but to let Sam drop me off. When I was about to open the door, Sam gave me a hug. I didn't hug him back and pulled away. This didn't feel right, even if this meant nothing. He still didn't respect my relationship with Luke, and while we were eating, I had heard him making comments about my boyfriend. Back then I had ignored them, but still. I wanted to make it clear that I was having none of it.
I watched him drive off and opened the door, but before I could step in, my phone rang. Hearing the song I had set as Luke's ringtone, I answered without thinking. Who knew when he would call again? It had been ages. 
However, he didn't give me the chance to say hi. 

"Jess! What the hell were you doing with Sam!"
"Hi to you too Luke, nice to talk to you again. How-"
"My mum saw you going away with him. Explain it. Now!" He yelled and I sighed.
"Luke, we haven't spoken in days, relax. There's nothing going on. We were just hanging out out. Is that so bad?" I decided to be vague on purpose. If he was going to act like this, so was I.
"Yes!" My boyfriend raised his voice even more, "I don't want you hanging out with him anymore."
Getting fed up with his behaviour, I just sighed again. I wasn't going to let him treat me like this, especially after he ignored me for days. He could yell all he wanted, but I wasn't going to him an explanation if he didn't. 
Finally he gave up on yelling and I took the chance to speak to him again.

"Okay, don't go play the overprotective boyfriend right now. Please," I scoffed, "You don't decide who I hang out with and whenever I do that. Also, there's nothing, nothing, going on. At least you can believe me, because you're making it very hard for me to believe you. By the way, you had to tell me something, remember? You haven't answered my texts in forever, you never pick up your phone. I get it, you're hella busy and I respect that. But now you're calling me only to make me explain myself when you're on the other side of the world? I didn't think so. So, are you just gonna call me whenever you feel like yelling at me? I'm not the one doing something wrong. It's you. In fact, I think you've been cheating on me."
Right now my behaviour was ridiculous, but so was his.

"Jessy, you are unbelievable. I'm not cheating on you. How did you get that crazy idea? You're the only one for me. Just listen to me and don't hang out with Sam, okay? Bye."
He then quickly hung up on me. Again there was that weird way of hanging up. Not that this had been our fight, but still. Now that we were a couple it bothered me even more.
Now finally walking into my house I fell down on the couch. 
Even if he said there was nothing going on, there definitely was something. He may not be cheating on me, but there was something else. No 'I love you', or 'be safe'. Just hanging up suddenly and not giving me an explanation. 
Like I told him, he didn't answer my calls or texts, and when I hung out with Sam one time he freaked out. So was he only going to call me when he was mad?
Besides, he had hung up when I told him my suspicions about cheating on me. He had done that last Friday as well. 

Yes, something was going on and I was gonna find out what it was. 

**A/N

I added a pic of Sam to this chapter.