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

A crazy story

Hanging out with Sam and Toby was something I had been doing a lot lately. Not because that was something I really wanted to - I was still trying to keep my distance from Sam - but because Mila had to have her chance with Toby. Seeing my best friend really like someone for the first time in her life made me happy, and so we made sure to spend enough time with her crush. Obviously she needed me as her wingwomand and that was something that luckily took my mind off things a bit. The only downside to this was that I had to hang out with Sam and Toby to make that happen. Sam was not as bad as I first thought, but Toby... I couldn't really see what Mila saw in him. Nevertheless, he was nice to her. 
I didn't really understand why someone would want to be friends with Sam and Toby. That part of the school was not really my thing, but hey, Luke was popular and he definitely was my thing. 
At least Sam was nice to me. Besides, being a bitch to him all the time was exhausting, and so I stopped doing that. Helping Mila was something I really liked doing. If I had to do that this way, so be it. 
Sam apparently had also noticed my change in behaviour too: he had started to respect my boundaries a little more. Emphasis on 'a little', though. Sometimes he still went too far, but all I had to do was roll my eyes and he would leave me alone for a bit.
Hanging out with him was also not good, or bad, for my reputation either. Not that I really had one before, but people would now come up to me in the hallways and ask for information about the party. Most of the time I blew them off, because Sam wouldn't tell me about his upcoming party either. Apparently this party really was a thing. Having the occasional chat with new people was good for my self esteem. One problem though: I still hadn't told my parents about it. Not because they didn't trust me or wouldn't allow me to go, but my chances of being told 'no' would significantly be bigger if I told them whose party it was. I decided to tell them one day before the party. 

While sitting with Sam and Mila, I looked at the text Luke had sent me. He finally texted me back. This had taken him more than three days, but I took that for granted. 

From: Luke - Hey babe, sorry I hadn't texted you in a while, but I was busy, you know? I heard you spoke to Michael. hope you're okay loveyou

What an elaborated text...
"Finally." I sighed and Sam and Mila looked up. Giving them a smile - a genuine smile, I responded, "I got a text from Luke, from the first time in forever."
Sam looked at me in the way he usually did when I talked about my boyfriend, and narrowed his eyes. 
"Jessy, can I tell you something?"
I nodded.
"Well the thing is that it's really nice that you and Luke are dating," 
Really unbelievable, I thought to myself,
"But I know him and I think you should be careful. I know him and it's not that-"

"Sam. Don't. Just don't. He told me not to trust you and you're not gonna tell me to trust you more than my boyfriend."
"What?" He angrily countered, "That's crazy! I'm going to punch him in the face when he comes back."

Now he went too far. 
"Sam," I sighed, "With all due respect, I think it's better I don't hang out with you until the party. I think Luke would be happy about that and I don't want to fight with him. Neither do I want to fight with you, but I will if I don't walk away now."
And so I did. I walked into the classroom early and chose a seat far away from Sam. Pulling out my phone I sneakily sent a text back to Luke.

To: Luke - Hi love, yeah I'm fine. I just don't like the fact that I have to miss you :( But you'll be back soon, right? How's tour going? xxx

A minute later my phone went off: Luke was calling me. Unfortunately my dumb self had forgotten to put it on silent at the worst time: we were in history class. The teacher who had a rule that if someone called you and he heard it, you had to answer it on speakerphone. I had seen this with fellow students and sometimes, it was really embarrassing.