bisexual • muke

in which a boy with hair of the coloured variety and a blond fall in love, one of them questioning their sexuality.


11. 11 • hands

luke hemmings

i didn't want to break up with him. god, i regret it so much. what a stupid thing to do. break up with him over text. maybe he would've taken this easier if we did it in person.

as i walk to my table during lunch, michael, calum, and ashton are already there. i'm not even that close with them. or, i don't know. we're not even best friends or anything. i'm really close to calum, though.

when i sit down, michael walks away from the table.

ashton and calum look at me like, what the hell did you do? out of anxiousness and nervousness, i accidentally drop my fork on the ground. instead of leaving it, i go under the table to pick it up. when i go under the table, i see ashton and calum holding hands.

well at least those two are happy.

"care to explain what happened?" ashton says a bit harshly.

calum gives ashton a serious look, and then looks back at me. "luke, what he's trying to say is, what happened with you and mikey?" he says calmly.

ashton scoffs, "yeah. i wanna know what the hell you did to my best friend."

calum touches ashton's arm. "ashton, stop."

"we, um.." i shrug, trying not to make a big deal out of it. "we broke up."

"were you guys even together in the first place?" calum asks.

shit. i forgot we haven't officially told them we were dating.

"yeah. uh. kind of. i think. i really don't know what he and i were."

ashton crosses his arms. "seems like you screwed everything up now."

and he's right. i did.


sorry for the wait, i'm really crap at updating books haha

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