Sophie
☼☼☼
~1:33 am~
to: "sex god" Mikey
mikeyyyyyyy
~1:33 am~
from: "sex god" Mikey
why are you texting me you dweeb you're right next to me
~1:35 am~
to: "sex god" Mikey
i hate youuuuuuu so much
~1:35 am~
to: "sex god" Mikey
but that's a lie because i love you sooooooo much
~1:35 am~
to: "sex god" Mikey
and you don't love me back mikeyyyyyy
~1:36 am~
to: "sex god" Mikey
and it makes me sad :-(
~1:38 am~
from: "sex god" Mikey
what actually talk to me please.
I looked up from the blinding light of my phone, looking directly at Michael. He was already staring back. He had a different girl from the one he was making out with earlier perched on his lap. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I grabbed onto Calum's hand and started pulling him away from the table. I stumbled a bit but Calum caught me. He was always there to catch me. I liked it.
"Can we leave now?" I asked him and he just nodded, grinning.
***
The sun crawled in through the cracks of the blinds as I moved closer to the breathing closer object next to me.
"Good morning Mikey," I whispered.
Michael moved and wrapped his arms around my waist bringing me closer to him. It didn't feel right.
"Did you say Michael?" the voice groaned.
I fucked up.
Lifting my head up slowly and took in my surroundings, I was not in the light green colored room I had been staying in the past few days. How the fuck did I end up in Calum's room?
My head hurt and I slowly brought my head back down and laid it down on Calum's chest. I wouldn't have panicked much but I was only in my underwear and a giant t-shirt and Calum was only in his boxers.
This is not good. I'm going to hell. This is not good. I'm going to hell. How do I explain this to Michael? I'm going to be murdered and then I'm going to hell.
I had the worse luck. I tried going back to sleep because that seemed to be Calum's plan but all I could do was look up at the ceiling and reevaluate everything bad that had happened in the past 12 hours. What even happened?
I tried moving over in the bed but Calum had me pulled so closely to him I could barely breathe. I pushed his arm off slowly and put my pillow there instead. Calum didn't seem to notice as he pulled the pillow closer to him.
I grabbed my phone off of the bedside table and knew I was even more fucked. 17 missed calls and 43 texts messages all from Michael.
~8:53 am~
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Fanfiction~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected