Just a little bit out of my limit

"Without you I'm a lost boy"

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Heya!! So I'm so close to 100 reads on my first part and it would mean the world to me if you could try and get it to 100 reads. Also could you please please please vote for my fanfic, because, well the more votes you get the better it is I guess;) enjoy this chapter!! I'll next update on Thursday this week. Thanks - Kieran
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~ Calum's POV~
After checking Michael's house and discovering he wasn't there, me and Taylor didn't know what to do. She sat opposite me in my car. We both had no clue where he could be and I was worried about him. He was in a pretty bad condition when he stormed out and I was worried that he would do something harmful to himself.
Taylor was sitting there, her blonde hair falling down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her eyelashes sparkled as she blinked. She tapped a few fingers on her phone screen as she bit her lip in wander.
I admit. If I wasn't gay, I would have done unspoken things to her. She was the detention of beauty. If you looked up "beauty" in the dictionary you'd find "Taylor Swift", right under "Michael Clifford"(not in a sexual way). She stroked her hair with her long fingers and she trailed her nails along her golden locks.
"I think I know where he is." Taylor said as she looked up at me. I think she knew that I was staring at her because she had a kind of I-know-what-you-were-doing-but-I'm-not-gonna-say-anything face. How did she know where he was? And yeah she may be talented but she's not a fucking mind reader.
"How do you know? And if so, then where the fuck is he?" I demanded her. She looked up at me and blinked quickly - she looked like a little child who had been caught doing something naughty by a teacher.
"He was last seen going into Ashton's house." She said. I opened my mouth but she interrupted me with - "and I know this because of press photos. They may be a pain in the ass, but they're pretty good for a situation like this." He was at Ashton's house. I didn't know why he would go there, but I knew that I had to find him. I just hope that he only went there for support.
"Shall we go to his house then?" I asked her. Taylor looked at me like how you would look at a kid if you told them that their parents had died in a tragic car accident. She placed her hand on my hand, not in a loving way, but in a caring friend way.
"Before Michael drove off in my car." She took a breath in. "He said to me that 'If Calum thinks he can use our band mates as his little play boys, then I'm gonna do it as well.' If we know Ashton well enough, we know that he would've stopped Michael, right?" Taylor asked me.
That's the thing, I don't know Ashton well enough. I barely even know this band enough. A few months ago we all thought that each other were straight, but apparently not. Now I don't know if Ashton is straight or not, but I for certain know what Michael is.
"I don't know. I really don't know." I told Taylor as I nervously tapped the steering wheel. I looked out at the empty road in front of me. The paint on the road was slowly rubbing off, and the yellow lines on the side of the road were as faint as the colour of the sun in the sky. Me and Taylor had been searching all night and I could feel sleep gaining on me. I needed to talk to Michael, and that means that I would go to Ashton's house.
I pushed my hand down on the gear stick and I rammed my foot down onto the accelerator. We sped off down the road towards Ashton's house.
~Michael's POV~
As I lay on the bed with my hands tied to the headboard I looked down at Ashton. His head was rested against my bare chest. He was beautiful. His long golden hair trailed down his head and his fingers trailed along my hips. He left a kiss on my chest as he got up from the bed.
Suddenly the mood changed. He looked up and down at me with shock on his face. He kept whispering "what have I done" as he put on his clothes. He looked genuinely shocked that I was lying in his bed.
He walked out of the room and I shouted "Ashton" as he ran out of the house. He had left me tied up to his fucking bed - I just hope that he isn't got for long because soon enough I won't be able to feel my arms.
I was lying here for a while. I didn't know what to do. I thought that Ashton would be back straight away, but he had took the car with him. Which means that he wouldn't be back for a while. I heard a car door slam outside and I presumed that it was Ashton.
The front door opened and I heard a voice shout out but I couldn't hear who it was or what they were saying. "Ashton?" I shouted down. I needed to get out of this bed as soon as I could, before my arms fall off.
"Michael?" The voice asked. This time the voice was closer and I recognised it straight away; it was Calum Hood. He was here and he knew I was up here. I was tied up and I couldn't get out. I didn't know what to do, I never wanted Calum to find out - at least not like this.
I pulled as hard as I could on the rope but it wouldn't budge. I heard Calum's footsteps getting closer and closer. My heart raced faster and faster as he grew closer to the door. I pulled as hard as I could on the rope but it wouldn't come off. I closed my eyes, hoping that because if I closed my eyes then somehow that would mean Calum wouldn't see me. Obviously I was wrong.
Calum stormed in and I opened my eyes as wide as I could as I saw him standing there. He looked shocked and disgusted with me. What had I done? No good comes to people who do bad things. He had only sent Luke flirtatious texts and now I had done something a million times worse than that.
"Loving you was the worst mistake I had ever made in my life." He said to me as he stormed out of the room. I shouted after him but it was useless. I had destroy everything that we had, and everything that would have been.
~Taylor's POV~
I waited outside again. All this drama was too much for me. I thought that I had left this stuff behind me ages ago, but I guess not. I was glad to help but I was just sick and tired of all this drama, I mean is it this hard for 4 boys to get along with each other? Guys, eh?
I bit the edges of my nails as I stared up at Ashton's house. It was fairly similar to Michael's - it was kind of simple but it looked so nice and real. I was worried about Calum. What Michael had done was completely wrong, but like I've learnt beforehand, these boys are completely paranoid about everything and have terrible trust issues.
I saw Calum running down the stairs. Even from a distance I could see the tears in his eyes. You could have seen them from space, they couldn't be any more obvious. He stormed out of Ashton's house and he slammed the door behind him. He looked angry and furious and I was worried that he was gonna hit me. He ran towards me with an aggressive look on his face. He ran past me and got into the drivers side. There was no way that I was gonna let him go.
He locked the car doors and I pulled hard on the handles to try and open it. He was going to drive off but I walked in front of the car and he stopped.
"Calum what the fuck are you doing?" I shouted to him as he rolled down his window. He simply drove his car around me and shouted "revenge sex" as he drove off.
If he was about to do what I think he was gonna do, then this band would come to an end - and I would not let this happen. It is my duty to get to the bottom of why this was all happening and I will eventually be able to sort this disjointed band out.
But first I had to to and help out my internet best friend. I ran up to Ashton's room and stopped outside of the door. I looked in and I could see Michael laying there, completely naked and with his hands tied to the bed.
And his dick. I mean, I know that I'm dating Calvin and all. But like, shit. I have never wanted someone to be straight more than Michael in this moment of time. I walked over to the draws and grabbed a pair of scissors and then walked over to Michael. I cut him loose from the ropes and he ran over to his clothes on the floor. He quickly slipped on his jeans and t-shirt and he looked at me with an embarrassing tone.
"Don't you think I've seen a naked guy before?" I asked him. He laughed and it was nice to hear him laugh. In moments of pain laugher can always be the best cure - even for dramatic soap style moments like this.
"I supposed you are pretty disgusted with what I've done." Michael said as he bowed his head in shame. I was more than disgusted - I was in shock with what he had done, but I was his friend and friends stick together no matter what the other one has done.
"I'm not disgusted at all. You did what felt right even though it was completely wrong. Now why isn't Ashton here?" I asked Michael. He told me that Ashton had to leave in a rush and he was apparently whispering to himself "what have I done", which seemed very suspicious.
I walked over to the set of draws beside Ashton's bed and noticed that he had left his phone there. I picked it up and saw that Ashton had received texts from Luke. Originally i thought that Luke and Ashton were just friends, but apparently according to this very, very naked photo that Luke had sent him I was certainly wrong about that.
I called Michael over and shown in him the texts. He looked surprised at first and then he acted like he knew it all along.
"I knew that something was going on between Luke and Ashton! They always kept doing things together. They spoke to each other through their minds I swear." Michael said to me as he put the phone down on the bed.
"Michael. Before Calum left he told me "revenge sex", but I assumed he was saying that you having sex with Ashton was the revenge sex. But revenge sex is actually when you have sex with someone else because they had sex with someone else. So if that's true then that means Calum's..." I said as Michael interrupted me.
"...Going to have sex with Luke. And if that happens, not only will it destroy what ever hope me and Calum had left for our relationship but also for whatever hope Luke and Ashton had as well" Michael said as he finished my thought.
Never did I imagine that the drama could get even worse. But somehow it did, and now I would have an even bigger problem to fix. Not only would I have to fix the wounds of Malum, but now I would have to do it for Lashton too? This would be difficult, because sometimes bandaids don't fix bullet holes.