That scene made Luke and I have a huge fight and we almost lost everything.
Jude glances at us, and Luke clenches his fist, anger radiating all over his body. Abruptly, I stop him.
"Please, don't make a scene," I whisper frantically, and when Luke stares down at the horror on my face, his eyes soften.
Being near Jude will only complicate everything, so I drag Luke the other way.
"Cassie," a familiar voice greets me, and when I turn my head, I find Cal Jackson, the guy with whom I wrote a song.
With his messy jet black hair, mysterious ocean eyes and the bad boy aura radiating from him, it's no wonder how fast Cal became the world's heartthrob and every girl's dream.
His songs have blown up and made headlines. He's the most successful new artist right now.
"Hi, Cal." I give him a quick friendly hug, while he and Luke shake hands.
"Nice to meet you, Luke," Cal says, but to my surprise, Luke stays silent, eyeing Cal suspiciously.
"Thanks to you, Cassie, our song was a big hit," Cal says genuinely. "I wouldn't have been able to make such an accomplishment without you."
I smile, shaking my head in disbelief. "You know that it's allbecause of you, Cal. In fact, I'm the one who's grateful to work with you."
Cal only responds with a smirk. "Congratulations on your new song. It's phenomenal."
He seems to notice Luke's continuous intimidating stare on him, and so he walks off.
I frown at Luke. "He's not a threat," I whisper. I know for sure that Cal isn't.
The whole time we composed the song together, he was respectful. He's a good person.
Luke sighs as I squeeze his arm reassuringly, and we decide to go into the building.
Oh, well.With his possessiveness, it seems that Luke still has to adjust to my celebrity life.
???
As I sit inside the grand hall, waiting for the MCs to announce the winner of my category, my hands start to get sweaty.
I lean my head on Luke's shoulder to help myself relax, our fingers laced over my thigh.
"Are you nervous?" Luke whispers, squeezing my hand in an attempt to comfort me.
"Kinda," I say. It has been a long time since I was nominated for such a big award.
Luke's eyes darken as Jude performs his latest single on the stage. Luke's other hand balls into a fist, his knuckles turning white from how hard he clenches it.
I gulp. If wasn’t for the fact that the entire world is watching, I'm more than sure that Luke would have stormed at Jude and beaten him into a bloody pulp.
I watch as Jude dances closely with Sienna, the backup dancer with whom he cheated on me. But I don't feel anything, not triggered at all.
Time goes by, and the MCs have announced the winners of some categories. But they haven't announced the winner of the Best Song of the Year yet.
All of us in the hall clap and stand up when they announce the Best New Artist. Cal wins, just as I expected.
We settle back in our seats, watching as Cal delivers his speech. I glance at Luke, who's watching Cal with a frown on his lips.
"Is there something wrong with him?" I ask, realizing that Luke has a problem with this guy.
There's definitely something terribly wrong with Jude, but not with Cal. I don't see why Luke doesn't like Cal.
