dog sitters // C.H. (on hiatus)

(one) intervention

Calum walks into his house, shutting the door and hanging his keys on the wall. The sound of his blaring home theatre system tells him that his idiotic friends were in his house, pretty much abusing his facilities while he was away. They definitely didn't mind that Calum did mind.

He enters the living area and the first thing he sees is a huge ass white banner with the word 'INTERVENTION' painted hastily in the boldest red colour hanging on the wall.

'If this stupid banner ruins my wall, I swear to God to kill these idiots!' Calum thinks to himself as he appraises his living room. It is a mess. There are sheets of papers and several pens strewn over the coffee table, lots of newspapers covering a huge area of the carpet, with a tin of red paint on it. If they were planning on pissing Calum off, at least they cared enough to protect his precious Persian carpet.

He walks towards the couch and flicks Michael's ears, a hundred percent sure that he is the one who initiated the intervention. After all, Michael is the only other person who has the keys to Calum's apartment.

"Oh, hey Calum! You're back!" The boys scramble around and stand up, switching off the television at the same time. That's how loud the home theatre system was; they didn't even hear Calum entering his home. Calum sets his bag on the couch when Michael moves.

"Yes, I am. And what the hell are you guys doing here? Where are my dogs?" Calum asks, realising that the usual event of his dogs rushing to meet him at the door didn't take place today.

"Oh, they're in the balcony. We put them in there so that they won't disrupt us during this important thing. And also, you know, I don't really fancy dogs," Michael says and Calum looks toward the balcony. The curtains are pulled shut and the glass doors closed; no wonder his dogs didn't even hear him.

"I left them some water and kibbles, so they're fine in there," Luke says, hoping that would make Calum feel better.

Calum rolls his eyes and points at the banner, "Can one of you idiots enlighten me on what is happening here?"

"This is an intervention for you, Calum." Ashton says seriously.

Calum wonders if this is a joke. It has to be, there is nothing about Calum that needs to be intervened!

"W-what? I don't need an intervention!" he scoffs.

"Yes, Calum, you do. You are literally obsessed with dogs. Yes, literally, not figuratively." Luke smirks at him, probably feeling proud of himself for using the word 'literally' in the right context for the first time in his life.

"Okay then, why the fuck do I need to be intervened for liking dogs? Dogs are cool!" Calum exclaims and fold his arms against his chest. These guys are definitely out of their minds!

"Indeed, Calum, dogs are super cool, but you have too many dogs in your house and we can't stand it anymore." Ashton answers, crinkling his nose at the thought of the number of dogs Calum owns.

"First of all, I've only got five dogs and second, how does that even bother any of you?" Calum puts his hands on his hips, not understanding how his friends, who do not even live in the same apartment as him, are bothered by his dogs. His lovely dogs!

"In case you forgot, Calum, Ashton lives in the apartment directly underneath you and I live in the apartment directly above you. We hear your dogs' nails hitting the floor every time they walk and it's really frustrating when it's 2a.m. and you're trying to sleep!" Luke complains, looking to Michael to back him up.

"And also because I'm hoping you'd let me move in because Stella kicked me out and I really can't stand dogs," Michael adds in a low mutter. Calum shakes his head, deciding that Michael definitely initiated this 'intervention'.

"So you guys did all these because Michael wants to move in?"

"Kinda," Michael replies.

"I'll think about it while you guys clean up my place." Calum storms off to let his dogs out of the balcony while the boys start cleaning up their own mess.

"Guys, I think Calum's mad." Ashton says.

"Yeah, I think so too. You know what we should we do? We should stage an intervention for his anger," Luke grins, proud of what he thought was a genius joke.

"Shut up Luke! You're really lame!" Michael throws a pillow at Luke, earning a pout from the other boy.

"Guys, take a look at this," Ashton picks up a sheet of paper sticking out of Calum's bag on the couch, demanding the other two boys' attention.

Dog sitters needed, walk-in interviews are now open

It is a flyer for a pet sitting centre.

The boys don't say anything, but they all think the same thing. Calum was definitely obsessed.

A/N: okay, yes the intervention is totally inspired by HIMYM but the number of dogs was really coincidental!

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