Good Girl

Chapter 7

Macks pov

Calum liked me all this time? I mean I remember briefly liking him in 6th grade, but never seriously. Now I felt horrible for not loving him. Why do I even care about any of these losers.

My black hair was in a messy bun and I looked like a slob when Calum entered through the window, but he didn't even notice. He went on on how he loved me and how Michael was horrible and how I was perfect and beautiful.

"Slow down" I stated as he went faster and faster as his voice cracked

"Don't you like me... even a bit"

"I guess" I lied, I tried to spare his feelings but honestly I thought he was such a loser.

"Why Michael" he sat on my bed

"Well,sometimes people just fall in love for no reason" I reasoned "And that's what just happened"

I could tell he was holding back tears, but I wasn't a therapist.

"Well. I must get going" he left I could here his sobs as he walked to Michaels house. How was I getting dragged into this? I don't even care about these guys, do I? I just wanted to take a nap..so that's what I did.

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Micheal pov

I jumped through Macks window at 7pm, and she was sleeping. She was so precious and gentle. When she rustled I realized that I'd been staring at a sleeping girl for TWO HOURS!!! God what if she woke up and I was sitting there like a creep. I didn't care. She was a cute sleeper. When the door creaked I jumped out the window, but I jumped two far and missed the roof by her window and jumped to the second roof, how big was her house?
My ankle hurt like hell. I must have twisted it, or broke it. God I hope my mom didn't notice. My parents were split, but I spent most time at my moms and sometime at my dads. At my dads it was trashy, but I wasn't bothered. I just sat in my room,no questions asked. When I finally got to my moms I walked as normally as possible to my room and checked out my ankle. Oh no, it wasn't broken, but it was pretty bloody. Good thing I wore jeans all the time.
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Macks pov

When I woke up my window was wide open and there was a veggie plater next to my bed with a note stuck to it,

"Hey sweetie, had to go to a dinner party and won't be back till late. Love you, mom"

Another night alone so I got out my phone and typed a message to Michael,

"Hey"

I waited and sure enough a text popped up,

New message,

Micheal😃

"Hey, what's up"

"Bored parents aren't home"

"You wanna hang out soon?" He questioned

"How bout fri"

"At my dads"

"So what?"

"I guess" he said

"Great"

Our first date. Wow. Now what to tell my parents.

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Authors note

Hey this is sort of a filler, but next chapters gonna be intense. Trust me.

-Kali🐢