Basorexia >> Cake Hoodings (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 10

Calum's P.O.V

"Yes." Luke replied, still stariing at me blankly with his hands resting on the keyboard. I took a deep breath before making my way to the sofa, where Luke was sat, and sat beside him. There was silence for a moment before I cleared my throat and began to speak.

"I'm sorry I got mad with you an snapped on the plane then ignored you." I shyly smiled, my voice getting quieter.

"Look, I accept your apology Cal. But, why did you ignore me? I felt like I was worth nothing. Like my best friends don't even want to be friends with me. I had no one Calum. No one. I cried myself to sleep nearly every night that we were fighting. I kept breaking down. I hated it. I had no one! Not one person. The fans hate me, Ashton and Michael hate me and now you ignored me." Luke whispered, his voice getting slightly louder as he tore his attention away from his computer screen.

"Look, I ignored you because I needed to think." I said, clearer than before.

"Why? What did you need to think about?"

"I needed to think abou-" I started before Ash and Mikey barged through the tour bus door with the members of One Direction, who we barley ever got to hang with. Since we were all so busy or jet-lagged, us and the One Direction boys never hung out, so it was rare.

A chorus of 'Hellos' and 'heys' erupted in the bus. Without even having a proper conversation everyone made themselves comfortable on the flier and the little bit of sofa there was left.

"Guys, lets play truth or dare." Liam suggested, as Mikey and Ash nodded, along with the 1D boys. Luke and myself, started off by being reluctant but gave in to the constant begs.

"Mikey truth or dare." Louis asked, a smirk playing on his face as Mikey gulped.

"Dare."

"I dare you to" Louis paused to think before carrying on. "drink a smoothie I can make." Louis finished as Mikey reluctantly nodded. Louis bounded off into the kitchen of the tour bus to make the smoothie as we all were engaged in convocation with one-another.

"So Luke, how's tour?" Harry asked as the bus went silent, waiting for Luke's reply. He didn't say anything. He was just sat there, staring at the wall on the other side of the bus. His face was full of confusion, his eyebrows were furrowed together and his lips were in a small pout.

"Oi, gayboy." Michael shouted as Luke jumped and came back into reality.

"Dude, that was harsh." Zayn defended Luke and Mikey shrugged.

"Oh well." Mikey smiled, a devious smile as Luke answered the question which was repeated for him by Liam with a 'yeah'.

"Back." Louis grinned, sitting down with a brown liquid in a glass. He handed Michael the drink before he smelt it and gagged.

"What's in this?" Michael asked before sniffing the unusual drink again.

"You have to drink it and find out." Louis wiggled his eyebrows, grinning. Michael took a big gulp of the drink and made a face whilst swallowing it.

"Dude, that shiz was disgusting. What was in that?"

"Mushy peas, soup, canned tomatoes, ketchup, milk, raw eggs, ham and cheese."Louis smiled as comments were made about how it was disgusting and vile.

"Calum, truth or dare?" Michael asked me. Did I really want to be playing truth or dare, with Michael?

"Truth."

"Why do you stick up for Luke all the time and not join us?" Michael asked as I sat there, my mouth beginning to hang open.

"Because, Luke is going through a rubbish time and no one here actually likes him except me. He's getting so much hate that he's actually cried about it and then on top of all the hate he gets, you two are tormenting him, making him feel 10x worse than what he already does. The rumours about Luke are not true, and you both know that. You both are in some world of stupidity to think that Luke would actually go after a taken girl and do the rest of the stuff the 'fans' were saying. Luke has needed someone and I've been the only one that was there for him. I'm trying to be a good friend, unlike you two. Selfish brats." I spat before running to the back of the tour bus. Right now I need to be alone.

Luke's P.O.V

"...I've been the only one that was there for him. I'm trying to be a good friend, unlike you two. Selfish brats." Calum spat before walking off to the back of the tour bus. I could feel all eyes on me. I just stayed quiet. Everything Calum said was true. I have cried over the hate, I never did anything and they do make me feel 10 times worse.

"Luke, is that true? Have you cried over hate? Have we made you feel 10 times worse than what you did?" Ashton asked, sorrow playing in his voice.

"Yes and yes. Don't even try and apologise. You both insisted I did what the rumours said and never listened to me. I'm going to see Cal. Don't talk to me, both of you." I croaked on the verge of tears before picking up my laptop and heading to the back room where Cal was. I entered the room and closed and locked the door behind me.

"So, about that talk?" I asked Calum as he nodded. I sat down next to him.

"What did you need to think about?" I asked.

"I thought about us."