Remember// C.H

36) The Only Reason

~Brooklyn

"Why are you doing this to me?" I ask Luke, as his hand still runs in between my legs.

"I like you" He smirked. "That's why"

"Stop" I said moving his hand.

"What?" He laughed. "You don't like me touching you? I could make you feel better than Calum"

"You're sick" I rolled my eyes, scooting away from him.

"But, wouldn't you be sick also?" He asked. "You haven't denied anything I've asked, or done to you"

"B-but I have" I stuttered

"Oh, I get it" He looked at me. "You're in love with me, just as much as you are with Calum"

"N-no" I said. "That is not the case"

"If you say so" He laughed.

"You're Tearing us apart" I mumbled

"I am?" He questioned. "You are letting me do these things to you. I kissed you, you kissed back. You didn't have too"

"Stop" I mumble. "This isn't my fault"

"But it is your fault Brooklyn, it truly is"

I close my eyes in frustration, pulling my knees to my chest, and sighing.

"You like me, just admit" Luke placed a kiss to my head.

"Don't fucking touch, or kiss me!" I yelled

"Woah. Chill" He laughed

"I have to tell Calum" I spoke quietly.

"What?" Luke raised his eyebrow.

"I have to tell Calum" I repeated. "I'm a horrible person, and I deserve to be treated like one"

"You don't have to tell him"

"I do, Luke. It's the right thing to do"

"You just kissed me, that's all" He said nonchalantly

"That's the thing. You kissed me twice, and I am Calum's girlfriend. He put his trust in me, and every time I am with you, I break that trust, Luke" I paused. "You are his friend, and shouldn't be doing this to him. Same with me. I would be devastated if I found out he was doing this behind my back, and I'm so horrible"

I cover my face with my hands, not trying to let Luke see me cry.

"You aren't horrible" Luke spoke.

"Why me Luke? Why not anyone else?" I asked between tears.

He sighed.

"Because, Brooklyn. I-I care about you so much." He said. "I just hate the fact you're with someone else, and you could be in my arms at night when you need someone to comfort you when you are crying. When I first saw you, I was a jerk, I know. But I was so interested in you, and wanted you to be with me. When you first started dating Calum, I knew that you didn't know what you were getting yourself into. Not that that is a bad thing, just Calum and Quinn you know? I just want you so fucking badly"

"What the hell?" A voice said.

I looked over, and saw Calum standing right near the back door, where the kitchen was.

"C-cal?" I asked. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to hear Luke confess his fucking love for you" He walked over to me, and grabbed my arm.

"Shit" I heard Luke whisper.

"Y-you don't love him right?" He questioned.

Luke, and Calum both stared at me intensely.

I walked into Calum's embrace and spoke

"No, I don't love him" I stated

Calum held my waist, as he placed a sloppy kiss on my lips. I kissed him back, and soon I pulled away.

"C'mon Babe" He smirked. "Let's go"

He took hold of my hand leading me out the front door.

I couldn't stop picturing a sad and tormented Luke, with his head in his hands.

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• Okay, so just so you're wondering Calum has a key to Luke's house. (I know, kinda weird. Had to make something up, so the next few chapters would flow together)

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