hopeless. [FINISHED]

17.

Madeline's POV

    I woke up with my head buried in someone's chest. 

Calum.

    He smells really good if I'm being honest.

    Never in a million years would I thought I would be sleeping with Calum. 

      But I'm with Michael.

    I don't know if he tried to contact me, I don't even know what happened before my dad took me.

    I tried to get out of Calum's hold.

    But there's a part of me that wants to stay with him.

    "Maddie?" He whispered and I hummed in response. 

   "Don't leave, you feel nice," he said pulling me closer.

   "I don't have anybody," he mumbled, I knew he was half a sleep.

   It's almost like he was drunk, admitting everything.

   "I'm going to get some fresh air," I said walking out of his room.

    I opened the front door and sat on the patio. 

   I took a deep breath in and exhaled. 

   "We're back."

   "Did you miss us?"

   They crawled towards me, faster and faster.

   "No get away from me!" I screamed.

   "Whose that guy in there huh?"

   "Leave him alone!" I cried.

   I balled my eyes out, my thoughts scare me. 

   Nobody knows about my disorder except Michael.

   "Maddie what's wrong!" Calum ran out, assuring to my side.

   "They're back" I said hugging him.

   "Who?" He asked, his face returning to that confused look once again.

   "You'll think I'm crazy" I sighed.

  "I need to know Madeline, I will protect you" he said holding me tighter.

   "I-I have thoughts, it's a disorder.  I see imaginary things but they seem so r-real."

   "They're not real. Baby I'm here for you," he whispered in my ear.