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Chapter 33

LUKE DON'T DO ANYTHING

I'M SORRY I DIDN'T REPLY EARLIER I WAS ASLEEP BUT

DON'T DO ANYTHING PLEASE

PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING

ANSWER MY GODDAMN MESSAGES LUCAS YOU'RE SCARING ME TO DEATH

hi :-(

YOU FUCKING PRICK YOU SCARED ME

PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDN'T HURT YOURSELF

just two small cuts...

Luke...

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

Sorry.

Dammit!

Are you mad at me?

I could never be mad at you, Luke. I'm just mad at everything else. I'm mad at everything that has ever put you down. I'm mad at your parents. I'm mad at that prick at your school that keeps bugging you. I'm mad at your insecurities that shouldn't exist. But I could never be mad at you.

Why are you even friends with me?

You have a nice face.

I do not.

Seriously, though, why do you like me?

You make me feel better about myself. You make me feel secure. You're funny, and you make me laugh. We can talk about anything and everything without making each other uncomfortable. You're just...you. I like you, and I don't like seeing you hurt.

Heh. Calum likes me—wait.

HE COULD LIKE ME ROMANTICALLY.

I'M FREAKING OUT NOW.

Be honest. It's all about my face, isn't it?

You got me.

Since we're on the topic of your pretty face, you have a nice bum, too.

but you've never seen my bum...

dammit i can't say bum fuck this shit i'm american

*waves australian flag in front of your face*

but who says i haven't seen your bum? ;-D

aRE YOU HIDING IN MY CLOSET

i wish

wait wut

wut

wut

wut

wut

but seriously i wish you were in my closet i could just open my closet whenever i feel sad and whoop there you are

i'd have a calum hood of my own

that's the dream!

And since we're on the topic of dreaming, I like dreaming of us making out.

correction: the dream is to make out with leigh-anne pinnock

but i'd have a calum hood :-(