5sos Preferences

30. He Hits You -Calum&Luke- •Part 1•

L U K E ;

"Where are you going?!" You call, running after Luke as he grabs his jacket and heads toward the door. The two of you had been fighting a lot more recently, but you never thought he would leave. "Luke!" You shout out again, running toward him. "This'll be easier if you just let me go," Luke almost whispers, his eyes filled with tears as he looks back at you, one hand already on the door handle. "No!" You cry out, grabbing his free hand around the wrist. "You can't walk out on me," you whisper, knowing if you speak any louder your voice will fail you. Luke meets your eyes and you see something desperate in them. He opens his mouth to speak, but decides against it. He pulls his arm but you refuse to let go. "Please," he chokes out. He yanks his arm at the same time that you release, causing his hand to fly up with more force than intended. His fist connects with your jaw and you fall back, landing on the floor in front of him. You scurry back, looking up at Luke with a mix of fear and shock. He curses under his breath and runs toward you, but you recoil as he nears. "I didn't mean to," he says quickly, "You know I didn't mean to." You hear desperation in his voice. "I WOULD never do that," He explains, his voice cracking with a strangled sob. "You know I'd never h-hit you," he stutters, his breathing growing ragged. "Y/N," he whispers, breathing hard through strangled sobs. "Y/N look at m-me." You look up as he kneels beside you. You flinch as his hand gently takes your chin, directing your face so he can see the already forming bruise on your jaw. "I'm s-so sorry," he chokes out, squeezing his eyes shut as tears spilled onto your shirt while he examines the damage. "I'm - I'm a-" he could get no more words out. He stops trying to speak and sits next to you on the floor, letting the angry tears fall. A minute passes, the only noise being Luke's subsiding sobs and your heavy breathing. "Will you stay?" you ask quietly. Luke looks at you in awe, certain he must have heard wrong. "W-Will you stay?" You repeat a little louder. "Y/N I-" he stops short, considering you for a moment, "I love you."

C A L U M ;

"That's it!" Calum shouts, rising to his feet. "That's it, Y/N I-I'm out!" You stare in shock as Calum storms into the bedroom to collect his things in a duffle bag. You run after him, standing in the doorway and watching him, not fully grasping the situation. You feel as if you're watching this unfold from the other end of a tunnel, far away and helpless. "Calum," you murmur in shock, shaking your head. You're barely aware of the tears falling fast down your cheeks. He picks up his bag and turns toward the door, looking at you. "Calum, don't go," you beg. "Get out of my way, Y/N," he commands in a surprisingly calm tone. "You're just angry, Cal," you explain in a rush, "Just let things cool down!" "Y/N," Calum sighs, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, "Get out of my way." You shake your head desperately. "You're just angry!" You repeat. "Do I look angry?" Calum asks, the calm in his voice hurting more than when he yells. "Calum please!" You cry, reaching out to him. "Y/N, I asked you nicely now that's it! MOVE!" You shake your head again and he storms passed you. Falling back, you hit your head on a cabinet in the hall, collapsing on the floor. You look up at Calum, tears streaking your face. You see the shock you feel played out on Calum's face. Touching the back of your head, you're dimly aware of the red liquid dripping from your fingers now. "Y/N," Calum whispers, dropping to his knees next to you. "Y/N, I'm so sorry." You see tears slip from Calum's eyes as he pulls off his t-shirt, pressing it to the back of your head.