Bullied by Calum Hood

Teardrops On My Guitar

Drew looks, at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see,
That I want, and I'm needing,
Everything that we could be.

Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift

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I woke up with bright lights shining in my face. A sweet middle-aged woman rushed in.
"Are you okay? Do you need morphine? Oh, are you hungry?"
I hoarsely reply,"No, thanks. I just have some pain in my back."
"That's okay, it will go away soon Just the stitches."
Stitches? They found my scars.
"Are you sure you don't want food? You're looking quite thin." She asks concernedly.
"Of course I don't want food! Look at me. I'm huge!" I say whilst looking down at my dome like stomach.
"No, Jack, you're scarily thin. You need to eat."
"No!" I spit.
She leaves quietly. As I go to lay down,i hear the door open. I look up to see Calum and his goons.
"What?" I ask spitefully,"Come to beat me up again? Pick on the emo? God you're pathetic."
"No, we came to apologise. We shouldn't have made fun of you being gay. Especially since I am myself" Calum explains.
That last sentence catches me off guard.
"You're gay?" I exclaim.
He nods slightly. This means I have a chance...
In the heat of the moment, I grab his collar, pull him towards me and plant my lips on his. Michael and Ashton look shell-shocked. Bit I couldn't care less. Calum is tense but slowly melts into the kiss.
"That was amazing." He says after I release him.
That's when I realised I got my first high school boyfriend. And he was the hottest one there. He was always the reason for the teardrops on my guitar.

(a/n sorry abt the short update)

Hope you liked it.

Remember, don't bully
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Craft.

Stay happy, stay weird, stay up too late. =D