Eyes

7. "Okidoki."

Calum's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes and looked around me, but something was holding me back. My head hurts like hell! I tried to pull my head up, but the pain told me something different. I laid back on the bed and groaned.

"Cal?" I heard a manly voice beside me. I slowly moved my head to the left, but before I saw him my vision turned black.

Nora's P.O.V.

I didn't go to my classes after what happened. Michael suggested to give me a ride home to shower and Luke stayed with Calum. We are currently sitting in the car, Arctic Monkey's blasting through the speakers. I have to many thoughts and loud music makes it easier to deal with it.

"Turn here to the right." I say and pointing my finger to the direction I meant. He obeyed and turned the music down.

"What number?"

"Seventeen."

He stopped in front of my house and stopped the car. He looked at me and opened his mouth to say something, but soon closed it.

"What?" I ask.

"I just.." He sighs and runs his hand in his hair. He faced me again and looked deep in my eyes.

"We seriously need to talk, Nora."

"About..?" I say in confusion.

"About everything." He sighed.

"Huh?" I'm really confused right now.

"Don't worry. We'll talk about it another time. You need to take a shower. Cal's blood is everywhere." He chuckles.

"Just my hands." I shrug.

"You haven't looked in the mirror yet."

I gave him a questioning look, but he faced the view in front of him.

"Thanks for the ride Mikey. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"You know, you're the only one who calls me Mikey without me bitching to them." He chuckles.

"Why?" I laugh.

" I really don't know. Maybe because of the way you say it." He shrugged.

"We have the same Australian accent, Mikey." I crossed my arms and cocked an eyebrow.

"Yeah bu- ugh. Never mind." He laughs at his own stupidity.

"See ya, Mikey." And I closed the car door. I walked into the garden towards the front door. I unlocked the door and opened it. I heard Michael honking two times and I waved without turning around. He is such an Idiot. I love him though. I closed the door and I looked in the mirror that hung up at the left wall in the hallway. Oh. My. God. My hair was all over the place and I had blood on my cheeks, lips and around my eyes. I looked like a freaking serial killer who just got back from his job. I'm lucky my parents and Tristan weren't home. I slowly walked up the stairs into my bedroom. I grabbed a towel and undergarments I wasn't really in the mood for lace bra or something, so I grabbed my Calvin Klein sport bra and the matching boxers and placed them on my bed. I'll look for some clothes later. I walked into my bathroom, turned on the shower and stripped down my clothes. I got in the shower and washed my hands first with many difficulties. My hands were seriously completely covered in blood. I washed my face, hair and body. I shaved, but then Calum piped up in my thoughts. Is he awake yet? Is he hurt? Of course he's hurt Nora! He got punched in the jaw and has a fucking hole in his head. I'll text him when I'm done. I turned off the tap and walked out of the shower. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked into my room. I put my undergarments on that I placed on my bed before and walked towards my closet. I wasn't planning on going out, so I got out my Adidas sweatpants and a grey singlet with a tiger on it. I grabbed my phone and jogged down the stairs. My belly was begging for some food since I went home early and didn't had lunch yet. I made some toast and spread some Vegemite on it. I thought about Calum again, so I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it.