Shooting Between Us: 3 years on COMPLETE

Chapter Thirty Three

Luke's POV:

I couldn't believe my eyes, Cameron being all over a seventeen year old in public, he's fucking disgusting. Him doing that in private is bad enough, I'm sick of just sitting by and let all this happen. I just HAVE to do something. And fast. I walked outside to go and approach Cameron, this probably wasn't going to end well but I just don't care anymore. This isn't right."Oi!" I yelled as I stormed up to them. "The fuck are you doing?" I exclaimed as they stopped kissing and stared at me. "Fuck off. You're ruining the vibe." Cameron rolled his eyes. "You've got some fucking cheek doing that in public! You nasty fuck!" I said bitterly, I was too angry, it's almost like I had been bottling this up for god knows how long and I had finally exploded. "Why can't I be affectionate with my girlfriend? I don't go around giving shit to you when you're but munching over Calum do I? Where is he anyway?" He scoffed. Again, bringing Calum's name into it made my emotions fill with rage. No way was I letting this go. "Because it's disgusting! Are you fucking thick? You ain't going anywhere near him so you can fuck off!" I sh00k my fist. Arzaylea then decided to speak. Things would've been simpler if she had kept her mouth shut. I'm already dealing with Cameron, I don't need shit from her too. "Please leave us alone Mr Hemmings!" She begged. I looked at her, we aren't in school so o technically don't have to respect her as a student. Especially since she never respected me. "And you can fuck off too!" I glared at her. Probably shouldn't be speaking that way to someone who is in my class, but she's only 3 years younger than me. So weird to think that I'm her fucking teacher, but we are around a similar sort of age so I feel I can be that way towards her with how she's been acting lately. "Excuse me? I'm your student! Don't talk to me like that! That's it. I'm telling Dave that you begged me for head under your desk." She dramatically placed her finger towards her mouth. The fuck is wrong with her?! Surely Dave wouldn't believe that! She's absolutely disgraceful, and he's even more disgraceful. "Don't you fucking dare." I shot an aggressive look towards her, I'm so sick of her horrible and far fetched threats. Is she an idiot? Why would I even ask myself that question. That just makes me an idiot alone. Cameron placed his hand around her waist and looked at me. "Tut tut tut. That won't make you look good, Luke." He smirked.

Before we could argue anymore, a figure wearing a black face covering and sunglasses burst out of the cafe, and knocked all three of us into the floor. The fuck?! How rude! He didn't even say sorry! I didn't recognise who did it, at first I thought it was a robbery because he seemed to be hiding his identity but everyone in the cafe still seems rather collected and calm. That and he didn't have anything in his hand but a notepad and pen. This town gets fucking weirder I swear, what was he doing? Probably just another poor mental freak. I was so baffled and confused by the situation, that I didn't even notice that myself, Cameron and Arzaylea were all knocked over on top of each other. Arzaylea yelled "the fuck was that? Cameron get him off me! He's trying to fuck me!" She said dramatically. This kid was out of fucking control, I wasn't even that close to her! It was Cameron I was more on top of by accident. I quickly got up and raised my voice to a vicious tone as I looked at them both. "No Im not! You fucking stupid bitch!" They then both got up themselves as Arzaylea stormed up to me. "Keep talking to me like that. "Oh Dave, I can still taste the salt! It was so cramped under his desk!"" She continued to threaten and mock me. "See? Fucking tut tut. Don't mess with us again, walk away and keep your gob shut. Or it's bye bye Luke. You Fired." Cameron wagged his finger in my face. Right. If I didn't leave now, I don't know what will happen next. I would potentially kick the living shit out of Cameron in public and end up getting myself locked up, and I didn't want that. So before I shot myself in the foot, I opened my mouth one last time. The last part of chill containment I could carry before I fucking exploded. "Fuck you!" I stormed back inside, needing to speak to Calum. But he was hardly in the most peaceful mindset himself, he looked rather panicked.