Cigarettes

Chapter 26

I cry at the sight of this picture fml.
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I felt slight trembling below my head so I peeked through my eyelids to see what's happening.

The room was dark and the only light burning my eyes was from the tv.

I realized it was Luke laughing that woke me up and when I noticed where I was laying, my eyes shot open but I didn't dare to move.

Instead, I looked at the tv first so I can have some time to think of the apology I'm going to say to Luke as for why I've fallen asleep on top of him.

He was still watching Skins but he already started the other season. I've got him hooked on that show, oops.

I noticed my and Luke's legs were tangled and my face instantly became five shades redder. My palm was on his stomach and I was basically using him as a huge pillow.

Luke laughed at a scene of Franky telling a lame joke again when I decided I'd just apologize without explaining. I propped my hand on his chest in order to bring myself up and he instantly returned his attention from the tv to me, looking at me innocently.

He was chewing chips and I wondered if he was eating the whole time while I was asleep and how much food he can actually fit in his stomach.

"Um... Sorry that I- Uh.. Fell asleep on you.." I stuttered and Luke's lips spread across his face into a big smile.

"I don't mind. Did I wake you?" Luke asked as I untangled our legs to sit properly and shook my head.

"Oh my God I drooled all over your shirt!" I screamed frantically, putting my hands on my head in shame.

"I'm so sorry oh my God, oh God I'm-" I stuttered, trying to rub my beautiful clumsy masterpiece off of Luke's shirt.

Luke started laughing. "You look so cute when you're asleep though, you're like a baby. I had to stop myself from kis- um- from kidnapping your stuffed animals from your bed."

"Why would you want my stuffed animals?" I frowned, confused.

"I lost mine." Luke shrugged and pouted.

Just when I was about to answer, our apartment door swung open, revealing angry Calum.

"What the fuck?!" Calum yelled, swinging his arms in the I-can't-believe-it manner. "You don't answer your phone-" Calum pointed at Luke, "you don't answer yours-" he then pointed at me, "I might as well die or something and neither of you would notice!" he still yelled furiously, making me sink down in my seat and Luke stand up from the couch.

"What happened?" Luke asked, getting serious in the matter of a second.

"You happened! I can't just stop everything that's going on in my life to take care of your shit!" Calum was extremely pissed off, I could tell from the darkness in his eyes and his lips turned into an exaggerated frown.

Luke wanted to speak but Calum outran him.

"And you, I have to run whenever you need help and come pick you up and God forbid you wait for longer than 10 minutes! When I need you, you can't even pick up your fucking phone!" Calum walked towards me and I couldn't stop my eyes from watering.

Calum's never ever yelled at me like this. Never in a million years.

"Calum, stop yelling!" Luke yelled sternly, making Calum turn back and face him. "Leave and come back when you clear your head." Luke then ordered, pointing at the entrance door but staring at Calum furiously.

They kept gazing at each other for a couple of seconds and then Calum turned back to me.

"Thanks." He said quietly and left our apartment, leaving Luke and me standing in spot and not saying anything.