Stuck in the Middle (Two Stories in One) [Calum Hood & Luke Hemmings AU]

10. Sloane

Avoiding someone you shared a house with wasn't the easiest feat, a lesson Sloane had to learn with difficulty, even where there were four other people in said house. Even when that same avoidance wasn't something she had wanted to do take part in but did so anyways because she had no idea how else to go about a situation far too awkward, too upsetting, too high in the potential of leading to heartbreak. Still, she felt selfish. Sloane knew the rest of her friends had picked up on the tension between her and Luke, knew there was something going on but were kind enough not to intrude despite their curiosity itching at them.

Honestly, what could Sloane even tell them? That Luke admitted to liking her—for a lot longer than she'd ever thought—that she was battling her own feelings over a hopeless situation, that they'd almost kissed until she ran to hide in the safety of her bedroom? As if she needed safety from Luke, of all people, who'd kind of been her safe haven the longer she thought about it? Who'd been the one to make her smile and laugh and wonder and made her feel seen for a lot longer than she'd given him credit for?

Who Sloane was coming to realize she probably didn't deserve.

It was becoming unbearable, this ache that had settled in her chest over the knowledge of hurting Luke. Sloane had wondered if she was being over dramatic, if she was making a big deal out of something that could be quickly resolved. But Luke hadn't looked her in the eye since that night, refused to be alone in a room with her, and in his silence she knew of the great volume of pain she caused him.

She'd been sitting on the back deck, almost uncomfortably so since this was where she'd all but rejected Luke and his feelings, when the blonde came up the steps from the beach, Calum right beside him. She sat up, lowering the book she'd been reading as her eyes instantly tried to find Luke's. Except he'd become a bit too good at avoiding her gaze over the last few days—the most he'd done was offer a quiet thanks when she'd wished him a happy birthday earlier—head only a little ducked as he ran his fingers through his blonde curls, biceps flexing, and continued inside the house, the light thud of his sneakers disappearing into the house.

Sloane sank in her chair, feeling her heart do the same as disappointment swelled inside. She heard Calum sigh as he asked, "What's going on with you two?" He sat down on the chair next to her, facing her as he raised an eyebrow. The blue of his hair complimented the brownness of his inked skin, especially under the sun. "Why're you getting the silent treatment?"

Sloane let out a dry chuckle, gaze dropping to her dark purple painted nails. "Because he told me something and I answered by literally running away. Because life's complicated enough and it's even messier because we can't be together."

She let out a long breath; that was, Sloane knew, the first time she'd verbally admitted to wanting to be with Luke. It was a heavy thought swirling around in her head, backed up by emotions she hadn't even been aware she'd been carrying for so long, locked away because of the God forsaken arrangement she was set up in with Calum. But not even admitting it to herself would've been stupid because of the absolute truth it carried, and being able to utter them outloud, though they weren't to the right person, lifted just a small fraction of weight off her shoulders.

Sloane chanced a glance at Calum, taking in the raise of his eyebrows at her confession as he blinked his gaze away, wondering what he was thinking. What his opinion was on one of his best friends and his fianceé—even if it weren't by choice—wanting to be together but obviously being unable to act on their feelings.

Calum took in a breath, deep voice thoughtful as he said, "If you ask me, I think keeping your distance from each other is the right idea." His dark eyes met Sloane's startling blue, shrugging with a sympathetic tilt of his lips as he added, "What's the point in starting something you know won't end well?"