Different ❤Cake❤

~12

Calum

That was the best kiss ever. My lips tingle and I feel the ghost of his lips on mine. Were just looking at each other. Like.. Mindless people. Lost in each others trances.

"Calum I- " a tear falls down his cheek. "I'm not okay right now"

"What do you mean beautiful?" I move closer and pull him in.

"I don't know if I could do it. Everyone hates me. I couldn't do that to you.." His voice breaks multiple times and I just shake my head.

"Don't think like that.. Damn it Luke. If I love you then I'm gonna show it, tell you, do it and I don't give a shit who sees" I wipe his cheeks off. He shrugs. I can tell he liked what I had said, but he's not ready.

"Their gonna be mean to you, I already blame myself for the first time please don't..." He stops talking and I perk up.

"What first-"

"Nothing" he cuts me off. I put my hand on his chin and make him look into my eyes.

"Don't blame yourself for people being assholes. Tell me why" I'm hurt. He won't tell me anything. I understand he might not be comfortable about talking about it, but I'm still hurt.

"Why we fought all this time" he says in a whisper. I shake my head.

"What happened that day? You remember, don't you?"

"I have liked you I mean I for like I a really long time and I just wanted your attention just so and I and someone shoved me into you and I people were they said I gave you queer germs and no one..you smacked me.." I'm speechless. I am a fucked up asshole. Oh my god. I think I may be sick. He couldnt even get it out right. I'm a disgusting prick. I don't deserve Luke..

"Luke I'm so sorry"

"Why? It was my fault"

"No it wasn't.. It was mine. I don't hate you Luke. I don't think I ever did. I don't know why I did the things I did but I feel like shit for them. But I always noticed you. Like when your on your phone oh god it always gave me happiness to see you smile. You have no idea beautiful..no idea" I can't breathe. I'm crying so hard. It feels so good to tell him how amazing he is and how amazing he is for me. He smiles lightly and kisses my nose. Of course I'm scared of school. But I will kiss him in the hallways. I will talk to him in band. I will sit by him at lunch.  Hell I'll even set up times during hours to meet him in the bathrooms, just to see him, just to touch him. I'll do everything I can to make him feel loved. To show how much I love him. I'll spend every afternoon talking to him, being with him, thinking about him. Every weekend doing something or nothing at all.. But just let it be with him. I'll stay by his side until he decides otherwise and gets sick of me. I'll wipe away every tear.. He can hurt me as much as he wants, I'll always be there.

Always.