Calum knew that this was going to happen. As much as he hoped it wouldn't, it did and he couldn't do anything about it. Ashton had ignored him since they kissed and it always seemed that whenever Calum was at home, Ashton was at Michael's and whenever Calum decided to go out, Ashton came home to get more stuff.

It really hurt that Ashton was avoiding him and he couldn't help, but just feel like laying in his room all day, feeling sorry for himself. He should be starting to plan his next book, but he hadn't even touched his laptop in over a week. He just couldn't find the motivation to even think of anything other than Ashton and their friendship that had apparently been ruined by a stupid kiss.

Calum knew that something was wrong because not even Luke had spoken to him and he just felt like everything was his fault. Michael had stopped calling and Luke hadn't even come to him in his dreams. It was obvious something was wrong and he just had this gut feeling that Ashton had blabbed under pressure. That boy couldn't keep a something from Michael for even a minute.

Calum let out a groan as he glanced at his phone. He wondered if Michael would pick up if he called. He hadn't actually had the guts to even unlock his phone all week, but if he was going to find out what was wrong then he need to stop being such a child and call his damn best friends. He unlocked his phone, tapping the call button when he found Michael's name. There was no going back now.

The phone rang a few time until Calum thought that the blue haired boy wouldn't pick up. Much to Calum's dismay; he did right before Calum was about to hang up. "What do you want, Calum?" Michael asked, the sound of his voice clearly showing he was annoyed. Calum let out a stutter before he took a deep breath. "I-I'm so sorry, Mikey. I didn't mean for anything to happen I just--" He let out a little hiccup as his voice began to quiver.

"I would never do anything to hurt you intentionally. You know that right? Ashton's my best friend and I guess that he was just there for me for so long that he was the only one that brought me comfort," Michael sighed in response. He was quiet for what seemed like a lifetime and the silence was deafening. "Why doesn't he love me, Cal? Am I not good enough for him?" Michael asked and what made Calum feel even worse was how broken Michael sounded.

"Listen to me, Michael. It's not you, it's our fault. We shouldn't have dragged you into all this shit. He does love you, Mikey. I was just too selfish to realise I was the one holding you both back. Just please give him a chance," there was a shuffling sound on the other end and Calum knew Ashton was listening on the other side. "I just want you both to be happy. That's all I ever wanted," Calum carried on. "To have what I probably never will," Calum didn't wait for a response as he clicked the end call button. Tears had already fallen before he could stop them and he didn't want to push his friends to be around him again. He was just happy that he'd finally let them know his intentions weren't to destroy them, they were to help them bloom.

Calum's phone lit up as Luke's name flashed across the screen. He picked it up after a few rings and Luke's voice rang through the speaker. "Miss me, princess?" and Calum couldn't even deny that he didn't because he did. He missed him so fucking much, it hurt. Calum let out a small laugh, sniffling. "What do you want, perv?" He asked. His cheeks practically hurt from smiling.

"Well, I was on my way to one of the best places ever and I thought 'Why not pick princess up?' because you know, who would turn down a milkshake?" Luke replied. Calum hummed in response, acting like he was actually thinking about declining Luke's offer when actually he was already pulling a big sweater over his dress. "I don't know. I think I'd rather just lay in bed,"

"Oh, you would?" Luke asked and Calum hummed again as he picked up his keys. "I mean, I don't even like milkshakes. You should know that since you stalk me," Luke let out a laugh. "Oh please, don't act like you didn't miss me this week," Calum opened his door, only to find Luke stood at his door, phone pressed to his ear. "I-I didn't miss you," Calum stuttered defensively, his voice barely above a whisper.

Luke stepped closer to him as he clicked the end call button. "Your heartbeat stuttered. You're lying," Luke smirked. He held out his hand, deciding not to tease Calum so much they'd end up arguing again. Calum, on the other hand, was blushing like crazy, his eyes cast down so he didn't have to look at the blonde in front of him.

Luke put his finger under Calum's chin, lifting his head up until the brown haired boy was looking at him. The older one of the two didn't quite understand what he was feeling. He'd never felt anything so strong before and he had never acted so soft towards someone. He didn't understand how someone like Calum could walk into his life and turn everything upside down. Luke hemmings didn't act like this, but he was willing to jump head first into anything for the boy in front of him. He smiled down at Calum, running his thumb over his tanned skin. He was beautiful, how he would describe someone as perfection, Luke thought.

Luke's hand finally entwined their fingers and Calum followed obediently as they walked down the apartment block's hall to the elevator. The younger boy's cheeks were hot and Calum knew his face was probably as red as a strawberry. He glanced down at their hands as Luke guided them through the elevator doors. One of the things Calum had grown attached to was how unpredictable Luke was. He loved that they never planned anything and that the blond would always show up at random times when Calum felt the loneliest. It was like a blessing in disguise and Luke was his knight in shining armour? Probably not. Calum giggled at that and Luke squeezed his hand as they made their way through the lobby.

Once they got to Luke's car, he opened the door for Calum before getting in the other side. "where to?" He asked. "I thought we were going for milkshakes?" Calum stared at Luke with a confused expression. "I lied," Luke replied and Calum all but whined in response. "Well, I want a banana milkshake," Luke stopped at a traffic light. "What's the magic word?"

"Please?"

"Nope,"

"Pretty please?"

Luke pulled up to the side of the store, turning the engine off. He placed his hand on Calum's thigh, tapping his lip with his finger. "If you give me a kiss, I'll get you a milkshake," Calum leant in to peck him on the lips. "Ah, ah, ah," Luke smirked. "A real kiss," He wiggled his eyebrows at the petite boy and Calum giggled because Luke was such a dork.

Calum unbuckled his seatbelt, straddling Luke who's hands went straight to Calum's bare thighs. He leant down, pecking Luke's lips. Once. Then twice until Luke's hand cupped Calum's cheek, bringing him down until his breath fanned Calum's lips. "Say the word and it's all over," Luke continued. Calum's eyes flickered from the blond's eyes to his lips. "What are you waiting for, incubi?" Calum asked and he had Deja Vu so bad. "Go for it,"

Luke pressed his lips to Calum's, closing the gap between them as one hand cupped his cheek while the other gripped underneath the younger boy's thigh, pulling him closer. Calum's hands went up, gripping Luke's blonde hair as he shuffled even closer if that was even possible. Luke broke their kiss before he placed a small, lingering kiss to Calum's jaw. "Do you still want that milkshake?" Calum scoffed in response as he pulled his socks up, rearranging his skirt.

"Obviously!"