My Drummer Boy (Ashton Irwin)

Chapter 21

*Recap*

"I never liked that Brittney chick." She frowned, cracking her knuckles.

"You've never met her." I laughed at her.

"Well from what you and Cal have said, she's a bitch. I don't like bitches. Therefore, I don't like Brittney." She growled getting angry about my problem.

"What's done is done." I yawned.

"Let's get to sleep." She yawned back. I nodes and got us some blankets. Looks like we're crashing on the couch.

*End of Recap*

*Calum's POV*

I can't get over what had happened with Millie. I stayed up all night thinking about her. I don't know what I did wrong and it's killing me. She just, didn't kiss me back. I swear she liked me. As in like liked me. The way I like liked her.

I called Luke last night for advice but the only explanation he came up with was that she's a lesbian. I'm never going to him for advice again. But he was dead serious about it too and I felt like punching him through the speaker.

"Rise and shine lover boy." Luke's voice carried through my room. Even though I hadn't slept all night, I pretended to be asleep so he would piss off.

"Fuck off Luke." I groaned shoving his face away from me. I could feel him blowing on my face, my pet hate.

"Not until you get up."

"What time is it?" I whined sitting up and pulling the covers back.

"Nine." He smiled happily.

"You're never up before nine, what do you want?" I asked him, suspicious.

"Food. I'm out and you live closest." He shrugged.

"At nine in the morning?" I grumbled, glaring at him as I pulled a shirt over my head.

"I was hungry." He walked out of the room, picking up my phone on the way out.

I quickly changed my pants and put on some deodorant. I splashed my face with water hoping to wake myself up. I grabbed an apple and walked down the stairs out to where Luke was sitting in the passenger seat in my parked car.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, giving in.

"Coffee shop down the road please. Oh and you got a text from Millie." He smirked making a kissy noise. Why would she have texted me after what had happened?

"What does it say?" I asked, trying not to sound excited.

"Meet me at the coffee shop down the road to yours at ten thirty, need to talk." He grinned widely at me. But I'm not sure if this was a good thing, or a bad thing.

"What if she tells me that she never wants to see me again?" I ask quietly.

"There's a smiley face and a kiss at the end if that helps." He laughed. I instantly smiled, this couldn't be that bad then.

"Glad I woke you up now?" He annoyingly asked.

"Fuck off, I'm buying you food." I said as I pulled out of the park with a big smile on my face.

After I got Luke his breakfast muffin and coffee I dropped him back off at his apartment and slowly made my way back down to the coffee shop. By the time I got there it was ten fifteen.

"Back again?" The pretty girl - not as pretty as Millie - behind the counter asked. It was obvious that she wanted to get my number, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Especially since I'm meeting Millie in about ten minutes.