hopeless. [FINISHED]

5.

Madeline's POV

I woke up to a faint scream. "Mom?" I yelled jumping up from my bed and sprinting out my room.

"Who is this!" She screamed, referring to Calum.

"Mom calm down, he's my f-friend" I said stuttering, considering he wasn't really my friend.

"What was he doing here?" She said a little bit relieved.

"His sister was annoying him and stuff, he just wanted to get away for the night," I said nervously.

"I'll be going," he said simply and walked out the door, slamming it.

"He's a bad influence, I can already tell," my mother said concerned.

"I know," I mumbled as I walked into my bedroom, soon making my way to the closet.

I picked out my outfit and rushed to get ready.

My mom didn't even go to work today.

I brushed my hair and put it into a quick side braid.

I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and grabbed my keys.

I put in my Drake album and drove to Michael's place.

As I pulled into his driveway, I saw him walking out the door.

He opened the passenger seat door and we drove to Dunkin.

"Two decaf coffees please" Michael ordered for us.

We waited as they made our drinks.

"You know proms coming up," he brought up.

"True," I said tapping my foot lightly.

"Who are you going with?" I shrugged.

"No one has asked me," I chuckled.

"Meet me in the gym, second period." He mumbled and I nodded.

"Order 23!" A worker yelled and I grabbed my coffee.

Michael drove my car this time, no certain reason, it's just a thing we do.

Michael tapped his fingers against the wheel to the music.

"Michael pull over," I whispered and he already knew what was going on.

Michael and I have been doing this for years now.

It all started when my dad left my family.

I guess you could say something just seemed to be missing?

He smirked as I climbed into the back seat.

I slowly started to take off my black laced shirt.

A loud gasp escaped my mouth as Michael started sucking on my neck.