third person pov *
"what is your last name, lukey?" the blonde tries to place his long legs comfortably in the cramped area. he ends up just laying them over calum's.
"hemmings. luke robert hemmings. fucking gay ass name."
"for a gay ass dude. by the way, mines hood. calum hood. you get no middle name, not special enough."
"do you use people like me? am i just another piece in your game?" luke chews on his lip. he knows he shouldn't have said it but blurts it anyways.
"the truth is, i can't answer that. i've done this before with people, but they were normally my age. so technically you are a piece in my game but maybe not just a piece." luke presses his lips upon calum's, just trying to ease the pain welling in his heart. he barely knew this kid but he really did like him. infatuation basically.
"i'm tired cal. can we just sleep in here til the bell rings. i don't feel like talking anymore." calum wraps his muscular arms around the boy's body and cuddles him closer.
"wait luke- remember what you said in the hallway?" oh god, luke thinks. he had prayed that over a course of a few hours calum would've forgotten. he was just being a horny kid, wasn't even thinking.
"unfortunately yeah. why?" a small smirk dances upon his lips.
"just asking."
