Plan B [UNDER EDITING]

9 - the fuck?

Calum's POV

I came back from my drive after about an hour, and went straight up to our apartment. I managed to wrap my head around the situation. She wasn't in her right mind, she didn't mean to say that to me.

I walked up to the bedroom, and saw Her asleep on the bed. I sighed and trudged over to her, lying down slowly onto the bed, trying not to wake her. She curled up into my side, her hair falling over her face, and I wrapped my arm securely around her waist, using my other hand to brush the hair away. Everything was silent, until I heard her mumble something in her sleep.

"Hmm?" I whispered, making sure not to fully wake her. She mumbled it again, as if she was in a trance, louder this time.

"Luke" she murmured. My blood ran cold, my body tensed up. It was just his name, and yet something so small meant something so much. I shook her awake, Her waking up with a jump, then instantly scooting away from me.

"What the fuck did you just say?!" I shouted.

Ashley's POV

"What the fuck did you just say?!" He shouted, making me flinch slightly at the tone of his voice.

"What do you mean?" I asked. My mind was still hazy from sleep and I had just woken up. How could I have said anything?

"Why the fuck were you calling for Luke?!" He screamed. I stayed silent, my body ridged.

"ANSWER ME" he yelled. I jumped back, falling off the bed and landing on the floor. He jumped off the bed and stormed downstairs.

I got up and chased after him, knowing this wasn't going to end well. He went into the elevator, me managing to get in just as the doors shut.

"You better have a damn good reason as to why you're following me" he seethed, his teeth clenched.

"Because I don't trust you to not do something stupid!" I yelled, making sure to keep distance between us. The elevator was going down slowly, the anticipation rising.

"Well what the fuck do you expect me to do when your calling for someone else in your sleep!"

"Oh I don't know maybe not storm out as if you're about to go on a fucking killing spree!" I shouted.

"Watch your fucking language" he ordered, pointing his finger at me. I slapped his hand away from my face.

"Point your fucking finger at me again and I'll shove it down your throat. Maybe then you'll learn how to shut the fuck up!" I screamed, pushing him backwards. He glared at me, a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Your really pushing it now princess" he mumbled, chucking darkly, his breathing becoming laboured and uneven.

"What are you gonna do? Burn me? Lock me away? Oh wait, you've already done all that! Face that fact I don't care anymore Calum! You tell me you love me then treat me like some kind of slave! I don't know what your twisted idea of love is, but this-" I paused, gesturing to the two of us "-isn't it!"

He didn't say anything, and didn't need to as the elevator doors opened. He stormed infront of me, and I practically had to run to keep up with his long ass legs. He marched into the games room, but before I could follow he pushed me back and slammed the door, locking it. I banged my palms against it, jiggling the handle.

"Open the fucking door you dickhead!" I yelled, punching it now. The game sounds paused inside, and suddenly there was shouting from Michael and Luke, yelling for Calum to stop. My heart stopped, he was hurting luke. I banged even harder, praying for the door to magically open.

It suddenly did, but not magically. Michael was on the other side, and he grabbed my wrist pulling me in. Calum was on top of Luke, punching him again and again while Ashton tried to pry him off.

"Ashley. Ashley!" My attention snapped back to Michael.

"You have to get him to stop. You're the only one that can calm him down. Or at least help enough for us to get him off"

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU MESSING WITH MY GIRL" Calum screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON ABOUT" luke screamed back, blood gushing out of his nose.

"Go!" Michael shouted.

I rushed over, pushing Calum off of Luke. Well, more like trying to. He didn't move much, just enough for him to see me in-front of him.

"Calum. Luke didn't do anything. I asked him to stay. He said he didn't want to because he knew you wouldn't like it but I made him. This is all my fault, not his" I explained, and while Calum was distracted, Ashton and Michael pulled him off of Luke. I pulled Luke's head into my lap, seeing He was now unconscious. I checked his pulse out of instinct, relief flooding me when it was still steadily beating.

"I need rubbing alcohol, towels and a needle and thread" I ordered the boys. They stared at me, dumbfounded, before the Ashton and Michael ran out of the room, leaving only Calum behind.

"Ashley, if you don't get the fuck off of him right now I swear to god-"

"For gods sake Calum, this is NOT the time for your petty tantrums! Now go get me a bucket of water with a towel" I yelled. he glared at me.

"NOW" I screamed. He stared, shocked, before walking out of the room.

He was the first to come back, taking his damn time, holding a small bowel of water and a hand towel. I dipped the towel in water, running it over the deep gash on Luke's forehead.