inadequate ☠ afi + lrh • mgc/cth (boyxboy)

c.t.h

August 5, 2014, 3:11 p.m

I finished pulling my pants up, as luke did as well, his cheeks all red. I felt my anger leave my body as I took breaths, trying to get my breathing together.

"Calum," luke said as I looked at him, still he was shirtless and just start pulling up his pants. I held back my smirk seeing the hickeys right above his area.

"talk to Michael," he said as I sighed, feeling sad again.

"He hurt my feelings Luke," I said and he nodded as he pulled his jacket on and came over giving me a hug and I hugged back.

"Sometimes the people you love most are the ones who hurt you. Doesn't mean they love you any less," He said an I nodded pulling away.

"Is that party still Saturday?" I asked changing the subject and he nodded.

"Yeah. What time you wanna be picked up," he asked and I shrugged.

"9?"

He nodded his head and finished putting his shoes on before pulling his phone out, and I saw his phone was filled with messages and I let a chuckle out.

"Who blew you up?" I asked.

"Ashton," he said an looked almost guilty.

"So how are you and Ash?" I asked sitting back down in my desk chair and lighting a cig.

His shoulders for a shrug, "Best friends again. Better than nothing," he said and I just felt as if there was more. If there was he'll eventually tell me. And if there was he wouldn't of let me done anything to him.

"Well I told Michael I'd stay with him for the night," he said and I just nodded exhaling the smoke from my lungs.

"Leaving me all alone," I said as he rolls his eyes.

"Call your girlfriend," he said as he tossed me my phone, making it land on my chest.

With that he said his goodbye and walked out the door. I was scared to call Rosie to be honest. I completely cheated on her. Three fucking times. three. Lily, Michael, and now Luke. what is wrong with me?

FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT
12:34 a.m

"Calum?" Lily's sleepy voice said as she opened her window and I pointed to her back door to signal for her to open it.

She left her window and I figured she was on her way to open the back door for me. When she appeared she quietly opened it and let me sneak in and up to her bedroom. She turned the light on, she stood in her black Lacey underwear and a tight black tank top, with no bra. It was starting to get hard to stop staring at her.

"Calum? Why are you crying?" She asked as I let another tear fall on my red cheeks. I couldn't help but imagine how good she must taste. stop it Calum.

But right now I couldn't care enough to stop staring at her. Her figure was perfect and so was she. Why do I keep doing this. I have a girlfriend. But here I am crying over Michael. A fucking boy for Christ sakes. And now i'm sitting here imagining what it'd be like to hear Lily call out my name.

"Calum?" She asked and I sniffled before wiping under my eyes.

"I don't want to talk," I said and shook my head.

She nodded her head. I don't think she realized she didn't have pants on until she glanced down and her cheeks got red and she tried hiding herself.

"I'm sorry, I forgot. I was asleep and wasn't thinking," she said embarrassed as she walked over to her dresser.

As she was searching for pants, I walked over to her, turning her around abruptly. As she went to ask what I was doing, I picked her up, setting her on her dresser and placing my lips onto her, not giving her time to reject me. At first she was shocked but she immediately started kissing back. I took my hands, grabbed her thighs and spread them wide as one wrapped around my waist, and my hand traveled up her thigh. As it went over her area, she let out a soft moan into my mouth, and I could feel my pants grow tighter.

I picked her up, laying her down on her back, on the bed and got between her legs kissing her, everywhere.