Remember// C.H

24) Luke

~Brooklyn

"So you really like her?" I heard Michael ask.

I had just recently woke up from Calum's bed, and overheard the conversation that was coming from the living room.

"Yeah, yeah I do" Calum said, while Luke groaned.

"I'm not too sure about her mate" Luke said.

I frowned. I honestly didn't know what Luke had against me, but I hated not knowing. Every time I see him, he constantly mean mugs me, or just simply rolls his eyes.

"Why is that?" Calum questioned.

"You trust her?" Luke asked. "You've only known her a little over two months"

"Luke just trust me on this one" He said. "Everything will be alright with her. I know it"

"You said the same thin about Quinn, and look what happened" Luke said.

"Luke, are you fucking serious?" Ashton chimed in.

"Cal, I didn't mean it." Luke said comforting Calum. "I swear"

"Luke, just shut up" Michael stated.

Calum still wasn't speaking. I know he will always be sensitive about Quinn. He's still broken, and I've been trying to help him as much as I could, and he still hasn't fully open up to me yet.

"Calum" Luke mumbled.

"Just shut up, Luke" Calum said angrily. "Don't you ever think before you fucking speak?" He questioned, his voice still filled with anger.

Luke didn't answer.

"Well, I think she's a nice person" Ashton said breaking the tension between the four boys.

"Nice to know" Calum said annoyed.

I decided to get up, and give them a break from each other. I ran my fingers through my hair combing it out a little, and put on a pair of galaxy socks that had little Cats on them. I laughed. I laugh at the most stupidest things that don't even seem intriguing to most people. The T-shirt I wore was Calum's. In black letters it read 'Political Party' and a picture of some political people, it was pretty big on me but I enjoyed it.

"Good Morning" I said, walking into the living room.

"Afternoon" Michael said smiling.

I smiled back, sitting down on the couch next to Calum.

He didn't even bother putting his arm around me, or saying good morning back, just staring off into space.

"Hey Cal, are you okay?" I whispered loud enough so only he could hear.

I knew the answer to his question. He wasn't okay.

"It's my fault" He finally spoke. "And I am constantly reminded about how I fucked up with Quinn, almost everyday of my life."

"I hear it from the fans, you Luke, and Brooklyn once before. I've had enough, and Michael and Ashton are the only ones who even seem to care"

Calum got up, and walked to his room, slamming the door behind him.

"I-I just said good morning" I stuttered.

Ashton came and sat next to me, and gave me a hug.

"He's just been through hell and back Brooklyn, he'll get through it" Ashton said.

"I understand" I said sighing.

"No, you don't understand" Luke butted in.

"What are you talking -"