the boxer // lrh au

fifty two; the ugly, pale one wins again

CALUM"S POV (gasp)

if bella knew i was here, she would freak out in multiple different ways, one of those ways would most definitely leave me covered in bruises. however, i know that nothing would compare to the possibility of how i would be leaving after the interaction i'm about to have.

walking down the corridor, it almost felt nostalgic to be here. i haven't been here in years. we used to come here all the time. it almost felt weird to be back without being in our usual circumstances.

when i spot the man i'm looking for, i couldn't help but feel my heart begin to beat faster, yet i also couldn't help letting out a little laugh at what he was currently doing.

"does hitting the air actually do anything for you? i'm just curious." i notice him immediately turn after he hears me speak and i couldn't help but notice how he looked like utter shit.

"thomas," he scoffs. "would you rather i hit your face?"

i put my hands up in my defense, trying to prove that i wasn't here to cause any trouble.

"you look like shit luke."

i knew that the perpetrator was bella. luke hadn't ever been this distraught over anyone before, let alone a girl.

"s'what being hungover looks like."

"you're not supposed to be drinking." i couldn't help but seem worried as i talked to the guy who seemed to be a whole new person.

luke merely grunts in response and rolls his eyes and i couldn't help but feel bad for the obvious love-struck boy. 

"bella and i talked last night. told me some very rude things you said." as if it was my intention to do so, i push at luke's buttons. it wouldn't be in my favor if luke suddenly lashed out but that's exactly what luke needed to do. 

"fuck off thomas. don't act like you're fucking innocent." 

it was evident luke knew. as much as i hated it, next to tyler, luke was my best friend and it didn't help that i looked at bella as if she hung up the stars in the sky. it was my own fault really, not being able to hide my own emotions for any girl i've ever found interest in. 

"she doesn't like me hemmings. trust me, i fucking wish she did. but even i know she doesn't. i know you're not gonna like this, but," taking a breath of air, i finish my sentence. "we kissed last night. she apologized immediately after, but if you hadn't gone and screwed shit up, she wouldn't have had to find solace in me."

luke's jaw immediately locks at my sentence and he freezes up, putting his punching on hold. it almost seemed like luke was livid enough to turn around and punch me square in the face but he drops his hands instead and turns the other way so i can't see his face. 

"'m such a fucking screw up." luke's head hangs low and of course i feel bad for the boy considering it was so blatant that bella was his in every way, shape, and form and it was messing him up mentally. 

"you don't have to be luke. this whole thing could've been avoided if you had just talked to her. i know i'm not supposed to be going behind tyler's back and advocating for you to go get her, but this is messing with her head just as much as you and i love her too much to see her suffer any longer." 

luke lets out a little chuckle at my advice and i'm confused as to what he was laughing at before he clarifies. 

"you love her?" luke asks, turning back around to face me. luke didn't seem angry, which proved more than anything that he was slowly changing. 

"yeah. more than anything," i confess. there was evident truth in my words and luke can see it. the bond between the two of us seemed to strengthen in the short few seconds we were here together and i was grateful that bella's heart would be in safe hands. 

"she's got the whole world wrapped around her finger." though the words seemed sarcastic, there's a small smile on his face and i smile along. holding out my hand, i wait for luke to shake it, hoping that we're on good terms. 

"you got to get her man. i know that you hate to see her sad just as much as me. please don't leave me to pick up the pieces because just as much as i'd like to, i know she wants it to be you."

luke shakes his head at my words and i'm almost certain it's him being stubborn again, refusing to do as i say but he ends up shocking me. 

"you're a good man thomas. one day you're gonna find you're bella." almost ironically, i laugh. the words hit too close to home. when i feel luke shake his hand with mine, i retract it almost immediately. 

"she loved twilight. of course the pale, ugly one wins once again." i scoff out. luke laughs along with me and i can't help but feel like everything will turn out alright. 

a/n

1. promise i'm not dead

2. thank you for all the kind comments on this story. as i took a break from it, it's almost like more of you were attracted to it. 

3. with that being said, i truly hate writing this story- for a few reasons. 

i don't write like this anymore. i despise first person and if you have kept up with my one shots story at all or my tumblr (shameless plug, it's the same @ as this acc) i write EXTREMELY different now. i wish i could rework this but it's honestly terrible lol. i will hopefully finish it for all of you though. if you guys like my work, however, i do write 5sos one shots so go read that instead xx but i will keep up with this style for the rest of the story because it's lazy writing and that's how we about to end this bitch

love u guys always and forever ^-^

ps this wasn't proofread, i hate this story (but the characters and all of you are my babies i promise)