Calum drives me home. We can't stop talking about the the dinner, and the music, and the sprinklers. I am still soaking wet, but I don't care. By the time we get to my house, it is about 8:00pm, and I am exhausted. I go inside. I don't see my father anywhere. Many he went out with his friends. I'm still surprised he has any, talking about golf all of the time. I go upstairs and change. I really don't want to go anywhere tomorrow, or today, or forever. I just want to be locked inside of my room. My therapist says it not good for me to think about how much I want things that no one can have, but I do anyways. I fall asleep thinking about Calum. Why can't I stop thinking about him?
When I wake up its noon. How could I sleep for this long!?!? More importantly, why didn't my dad wake me up? I'm starting to get worried about him. I start searching for him. He is no where to be seen.
I decide science he's not here, I am just going to ditch school. While I am up in my room, watching Spongebob (of course), the phone rings. I am too lazy to answer it. I get a text from Calum.
Where r u? R u ok???!!!?!?!?
Too lazy to reply. Once again.I check the time. My dad should have been home 30 minutes ago. I start to get worried. He wasn't home last night and not today, then where could he be? I decide to check the messages on the phone. Maybe he left one for me to tell me he was going out of town?
"40 new messages," the little lady in the phone says. How? I listen to one.
"Hi, this is Jackie. I work at the Australian clinic. I was just calling to let any relatives know that Theodore James is in the hospital. He got in a car accident September 2nd. He has major injuries to the head. He goes into surgery Wednesday. We don't know if he will make it or not. I am so so-"
I stop it there. I can't listen to anymore I have to get down there, immediately. I jump into my car and drive as fast as I can, running at least three red lights. When I get there, Michael, Calum, Ashton, Luke, and Addison are sitting there, waiting for me. Michael.
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The Time I Met You [A Micheal Clifford story]
FanfictionFanfic. I knew it. I have seen him somewhere. But where. It. Couldn't. Have. Been. It is. I wonder if he will remember me. If he will recognize me under all of this. But why would he? Why would he want to? It's time to go. But I can't leave him her...