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She's got a boyfriend anyway

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7. six // she's got a boyfriend

she's got a boyfriend anyway

she's got a boyfriend anyway



Luke walked into the flat right in the middle of Order of the Phoenix. The noise of him slamming the door shut made Brandy jump from the mini nap I assumed she'd taken since there were soft snores coming from her. He stomped into the flat, his hands going through his hair.

"What's up with you?" I asked as Brandy sat up.

"Indie," he huffed. "She's becoming so...self-centered lately."

"She's probably looking for more attention from you," Brandy advised, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes. "As a girl, I can confirm we do that often."

"Do you do that with PJ?" I quizzed.

She looked up at me with raised eyebrows. "Every girl does. Ask Hero and Delilah, too. They'll tell you the same thing. Anyway, I should probably get going. Mum expects me to make dinner tonight."

"It's already five o'clock." Luke informed her, glancing at his phone.

"Shit!" she groaned. She leaned over and pecked me on the corner of my mouth. "See ya, Cal. Nice seeing you, Lucas."

After we heard the door shut, Luke turned to me. "Why did she call me by my full name?"

I shrugged. "She must've been hanging out with Hero too much lately."

Luke turned his attention to the soda bottles and candy wrappers and bags scattered across the coffee table. "What the hell is this and why wasn't I invited?"

"It was a Calum and Brandy only party." I said with a cocky grin.

Luke scoffed at me. "Quit dreaming. She's got a boyfriend anyway."

I rolled my eyes although I knew it was true. Brandy obviously wasn't leaving this PJ kid anytime soon. But she's seemed like she was still interested in me. When we were just friends, we were never all cuddly like that. I knew I could be ten times the boyfriend PJ was to her. We actually had things in common besides sex and drugs and Harry Potter.

"I can tell by that sour face you're making that you're internally matching yourself up to Brandy's boyfriend," Luke pointed out. During my spacing out, Luke had went into the kitchen and gotten a plastic bag. He shoved wrappers and cans inside of it as he spoke. "But that's not going to help you. It's going to just piss you off even more because you know you're better than him but she's not leaving. And I don't feel like hearing a rant about how 'nice guys finish last' or whatever."

"Did someone piss in your cereal this morning?" I chuckled.

"Yeah," he coughed. "Her name is Indie."

I nodded. "I know that feeling."

"Calum, stop pretending you know my problems," Luke sighed. "You have your own problem that's way different than mine. I'm actually in a relationship. You're acting like you are, but she's got a boyfriend anyway."

"Whatever," I huffed, stomping out of the living room. "I'm going to bed."


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