A.N// 8 days...I'm really sorry, I forgot how to write again (that pic is a gif >>i'll put it up later bc i'm writing this on my phone rn<<)
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Luke's POV

I was speechless, to say the least. What was Michael talking about? I turned towards Kate, and there was a panicked look covering her face. So, it was true?

"Luke, honestly it was just a-" she started. I held a hand up, stopping anymore words from coming out of her mouth.

We all sat in silence for a moment before I finally spoke.

"Is this true?" I asked, looking at Calum. I thought of him to be one of my best friends, closest even. I told him everything, and he did the same with me.

I felt Kate touch my arm, but I flinched away. Her touch no longer shot electricity through me, it sent chills, and not the good kind.

Calum nodded, confirming that Michael was, in fact, telling the truth. He didn't dare look at me, his head hung low in guilt. I could see his jaw clenched from where I was sat.

"When?" I asked slowly, fearing the answer a little. I didn't want it to be recent, especially because he knew my situation.

"The day before I left, the day we were supposed to go on a date," Kate squeaked. My heart stopped.

This almost felt like the time I caught her with Thomas, but this was worse. My best friend and my girlfriend almost had sex.

"Why?"

No one answered for a few minutes. Everything was silent except the sound of the chefs cooking the food in the back.

The harder I tried to stay calm about the situation, the more my body shook. It was taking everything in me not to yell at someone.

"She was crying and venting, and she-" he was cut off by Ashton.

"That didn't give you the right to make out with her Calum," he chastised. Calum let out a deep sigh but kept his head down.

"I kissed him first, but Luke, I didn't know what was going to happen at the airport. I really didn't, honestly," she tried explaining. I took in a few deep breaths to try and calm myself down before trying to speak again. I stayed quiet.

An awkward tension settled around the table as we all tried to finish our meals.

"I'm surprised your girlfriend didn't tell you, Luke. I'm even more surprised that your best friend didn't tell you," Ashton said breaking the silence.

"I was going to tell him," Calum huffed. He'd seemed off for a while now, but I was just coming to realize that this was the reason why.

"If you were going to tell him, you should've invited him the day you told us," Ashton snarled. He was glaring at Calum across the table. How long have they known?

"You know what? Shut the fuck up, Ashton!" Calum yelled. A few people who were dining in, plus some of the employees looked our way. I don't think Calum or Ashton even cared. "Don't you think I've gotten enough from the guilt that's eating away at me, constantly nagging at my brain everyday and throughout the night. And the worst thing is, I was the one both of them confessed to when they didn't have anyone else, and I was there when they first told each other that they loved one another. It was a mistake, a bad one, I know. But guess what? It could've gone further, but I'm the one who stopped it, so don't come at me with all of this bullshit," he said through his teeth are before pushing the remainder of his food away from him.

His face was red, and his anger was obvious. Ashton's was the same. Michael looked scared, and Kate's face held an expression of shame.

I, too, could imagine myself fuming from this new information, but I didn't want to let it stir up unwanted drama.

Everything had felt so right, and just like that, my world was practically crumbling around my feet.

After a couple more minutes of silence, Calum huffed again and tried to get out of the booth. Michael was blocking him in though. I could see him roll his eyes out of annoyance, probably because he couldn't make a clean getaway like he wanted.

"Move, Michael," he commanded sternly. Michael didn't budge. Instead, he swallowed the food in his mouth before trying to defuse the argument.

"Calum, you don't have to leave. We can all talk this out like mature teenagers, and it'll all be-" Calum cut him off. There was a lot of cutting off going on in this conversation.

"I don't want to talk anymore. Now, get the fuck out of my way," he growled. Michael's eyes widened, and he moved out of the booth at lightening speed.

He walked towards the door, but Ashton was letting him leave that easily.

"You can't run away from your problems forever, Hood," he called. I didn't think Calum would respond, but he turned around just before he opened the door to leave.

"You're right, but maybe you should've said that to Kate two weeks ago." I heard her winced beside me, and I wanted to wrap my arms around her and tell her that it would be okay. I sat frozen, torn between my head and my now ripped up heart.

Calum stormed out of the restaurant, and through the glass wall, I could she him get in his car and slam the door shut. He sped off quickly after that.

Michael was the first to speak after Calum left.

"I'm sorry guys, this is all my fault," he said, placing all of the blame on himself. It wasn't his to take, and I'm sure he knew that, but he's was too nice to let it blow up on the ones who deserved it.

My chest was tightening with every second that passed, and my anger was starting to be replaced by immense hurt.

I knew Kate didn't know about my feelings until I literally shouted them through the airport, but that didn't ease the pain at all. I felt a little betrayed, by both of them.

She loved me, she had to. She wouldn't say it if she didn't. I just couldn't figure out why she would place her trust in the hands of Calum when he has absolutely no feelings for her.

I suppose this was my fault for not speaking up in the first place. If I would've told her before she left, then maybe, that would've never happened. Maybe, she wouldn't have had to go to him for the comfort she needed after hearing me tell Caitlyn that I loved her.

Again, she tried placing her hand on top of mine, but this time, I didn't pull away. I stared straight ahead of me, and I looked at Ashton, whose attention was focused on Kate. He was shaking his head at her, out of disappointment, I assumed.

Michael's face held a frown, and he was leaning back against the cushions lining the booth.

I pulled my hand from under Kate's, and I turned to her.

"Kate, can I talk to you? Outside?" I asked. She nodded and followed me out the booth and towards the door. I grabbed her hand and lead her to a bench, just outside the building.

She took a seat next to me, and I rested my hands on my knees.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked, voice low and unsure. I shook my head in response.

"No, just a little hurt." I ran a hand through my hair before bringing it back to its previous position.

"I'm really sorry, Luke." I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was sincere, and that brought some of the butterflies that had vanished, within the span of thirty minutes, back.

"I know, but why?" I questioned. I'm not sure was made me ask, but I had to know why she did what she did.

She sighed before actually answering. "I don't know really. After I left my house, I was so confused. I was crying, and I was trying to figure out what would've made you tell Caitlyn you loved her. I didn't know for sure, but I was almost positive that I was the one. There were subtle hints, here and there, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions," she started, taking a breath before continuing.
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Kate's POV

"He was there, Luke. He was there when you weren't. I don't know, he was comforting me, and I guess it just kind of happened. I just wanted someone to fill the void you left behind. I wanted to make you hurt as much as I was, and Calum was there. He was unsure for the first few seconds, but when I climbed on top-" Luke stopped me mid sentence.

"I don't want to hear about it," he said crinkling his nose in disgust. I laughed, but he didn't return it.

I know it was incredibly dumb to use Calum because of my own misfortune, but I didn't know what else to do.

My heart had been broken, literally, and I was just so lost. He was saying all of the things I wanted to hear, and it was making me feel a lot better.

I'd given Luke so many chances to tell me, and he even opened his mouth a couple times, only to close it back and leave me wondering.

"I'm sorry," I said truthfully. "You know that I still love you, right? What happened that day doesn't change the feelings I hold for you. I just want you to know that."

He placed his hand on my thigh, like he'd been doing for so long, and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"I know..." he sighed. I rested my head against the the building, letting out my own deep sigh. I closed my eyes to just enjoy the feeling of his skin touching mine. "I need to ask you something, but I want you to promise me that you won't get upset," he added after a moment of silence.

"Okay?" I replied, but it came out as more of a question. I was unsure of what he would want to ask me, but I was scared because he asked me not the get upset.

"I want space," he confessed. My heart felt like it jumped out of my chest at the word space. I knew I messed up, but I didn't think he would actually break up with me over it. "Are you okay with that?"

"So, you're breaking up with me?" I asked. My voice cracked at the end as tears started to well up in my eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

He stood up and positioned himself in front of me, taking my hands in his and pulling me up the stand with him.

"No, I just need a few days to process this all. I know we weren't dating and all when that happened, but it still hurts Kate." I could hear that he was on the verge of crying by the tone of his voice. He was trying to speak slow enough to make sure he could say what he needed to.

He let go of my hands and turned around. He walked towards his car, and he was about to get in, but I stopped him. I ran up to the drivers side of his car, where he was stood, and by now, I already had some tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Luke, you don't have to go. We can talk it out. It doesn't have to be this way," I pleaded. He shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I just need a little time," he said.

"Luke, please," I begged. The tears were  freely flowing, and there was no trying to cover it up.

"Baby, don't cry. It's not for forever, we'll be back together soon," he promised. He opened the car door and walked behind it, prepared to leave.

"Luke..." I tried again, but he shook his head once more. He looked up at me, and I could see a tear gliding down his left cheek. He quickly wiped away all evidence of it, willing himself to be stronger about his own plan.

I looked into his eyes, and when I blinked, another tear fell. He quickly cupped my cheeks and wiped it away.

"I love you, Kate," he told me, gently pressing his lips to mine and pulling away too soon.

He sat down in his car, and he shut the door softly. He started the car up, and I stepped back so he could drive away. My eyes never left his car until he was completely out of sight.
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After standing in the parking lot for ten minutes unmoved, Ashton and Michael came out of the restaurant.

"Kate!" Michael called. I didn't turn around though. He walked up to me before he started talking again.

I hadn't stopped crying since Luke left. I was sure my face was flushed, and my eyes were red, but I honestly didn't care.

"We threw you and Luke's food away, since it was mostly--What's wrong? What happened? Where's Luke?" he questioned once he took in my appearance.

I tried to speak, but sobs took over my body, and soon I was wrapped in Michael's embrace.

"Luke, he left, and he asked for s-space," I choked out. He rubbed my back in a circular motion, and he didn't say anything for a few seconds.

"He left you here, in the parking lot?" Michael asked. Ashton was already on the car, from what I could see, and he honked his horn, signaling for Michael to hurry up.

"Yeah, can I catch a ride with you and Ash?"

"Sure, come on," he said softly. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and he pulled me in close. Once we got to Ashton's car, he opened the door to the back, and I got in first. He followed closely behind me.

I slid all the way over to the other side, and I rested my head against the window. I closed my eyes and I tried to let myself fall asleep so I didn't have to cry anymore than I already had.

Right before sleep overtook my body, I felt a touch on my hand. I opened my eyes to see Michael, and he gave me a small smile before speaking.

"It's going to be okay, Kate. Everything is going to work out in the end," he whispered. When I sighed, he smiled again, which made me smile too.

It seemed like Michael was the only one who was still in my corner.
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A.N// okay this new wattpad thing is confusing me like it won't let me hold and italicize stuff wth

michael is so cute and cal is mean and so is ash and luke is a little heartbroken but yeah

since this is so late i'm gonna add 20 more people on snapchat >>this will be random<< as in I'm gonna scroll and stop on someone 20 times with my eyes closed :-)

i love all of you, and thanks for reading this

i don't think this chapter makes any sense bc like i said, i forgot how to write, but tell me what you think...

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-cam <3