cool kids [c.hood]

chapter fifteen

frustration was the only thing indie felt towards luke. she just wanted to play the role of someone trustworthy enough to be told things to, all she wanted was for luke to understand her and vice versa but he never did.

she was done trying and was absolutely sick of him for the time being. lying on her bed with her legs crossed, her hair was messy and all over the place, she was just damn right angry.

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calum: i think he's crying in his room

indie: k

indie: that's his problem

calum: dont k me asshole

calum: you should talk to him

indie: where are you anyway?

calum: your living room

calum: i just got back from the store

calum: you're mad, luke's mad and im kind of - ish mad as well so we all need our space

indie: im sorry your night turned out this way

calum: its fine

calum: just tell me when you want me to come up and we'll cuddle

indie: that would be now please

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a soft knock startled her from her position, she walked over and opened the door to see calum with a few chocolates in his hands, "so chocolate and movies?"

"ugh, stop." indie whined, pulling him into her room anyway. "you're making it so hard for me to stay mad." he only laughed before diving straight into her bed.

"you couldn't stay mad even if you tried, evans."

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"luke!" georgia called from the kitchen, hearing her son's grumbling footsteps ferociously stomping into the kitchen, he looked like a complete potato sack. his hair was flat and he smelled like he hadn't showered for days.

"yes, madre?"

"what happened between you and your sister?" luke groaned at the indie being mentioned, he already felt bad after her little outburst at him and now georgia just had to ask.

"can we not talk about that? i haven't spoken to her for like three days," he said, tapping his fingers on the counter top, the other on his chin.

"and why exactly is that?"

"because i'm a no-good, over protective older-by two months brother who doesn't want their little sister getting hurt." he sighed, drooping his head against the cold counter top.

"is it because of that boy, austin?" luke's head up shot in terror.

"how did you know?" he asked, a little freaked out his mum knew.

"your father told me about it," she shrugged. "it's alright luke, i've gone through all of this before, especially family feuds."

"if this is going to turn into one of those motherly lectures then i'm leaving!" he scoffed, his bum off the stool, getting ready to walk out.

"no." georgia said sternly. "i may be nice right now but i can blow up on you anytime i want. besides, i was just going to say that you should actually try talking to her for once, explain the whole thing, get on good grounds."