Chapter 18

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~Two months later

-Michael

"Uh.. F-Fuck you feel so good.." I grunted as I picked up my pace and roughly slammed into the boy who was underneath me. I think his name is Ryan? I don't give a shit anyways. It's not like I was going to see him again. He was just a random fuck at a party.

Now you guys are probably wondering why I'm cheating on Calum, but I'm not. I broke things off a long time ago, well I didn't actually, but I think he got the clue. I didn't really like him anyways.

I moaned loudly as I came unraveled, falling down next to the guy. I sighed as I looked at him. He was fast asleep, and he was in my bed. I got up, putting on some clothes, and going downstairs. Music was blasting, people were making out, some were drunk, and some were high as fuck.

I made my way into the kitchen and saw my best friend Cameron and my cousin David. They were leaning up against the counter, smoking some weed. I grabbed a blunt and joined them, also having a few beers.

We made small talk in the process. They talked about girls they fucked, and I talked about guys I fucked. All of a sudden there was a loud yell.

"What the fuck is going on in here?!" Somebody yells, who happens to be my dad.

"Everybody get the hell out of my house!" He yelled, and people quickly started to leave. My dad stormed into the kitchen and had a very pissed expression in his face.

"You two out!" He said, pointing to Cameron and David.

"Text us later." They said, and I nodded. Once everybody was gone, my dad crosses his arms and eyed me.

"Did I say that you could have a party while I was gone?!" he yelled.

"Nope."

"Then why the fuck did you thrown one?!", he then scrunched up his nose, "Do I smell weed?!"

"Yep."

"Michael you are underage! You shouldn't be doing drugs!"

"I don't care."

"What happened to you Michael?" he asked, and I shrugged. "You used to be such a good person."

"People change dad." I said, and he sighed.

"Just go to your room. We'll talk later."

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Once I was in my room, I layed down onto my now clean bed and looked up at the ceiling. I wonder how Calum is doing? Is he okay? Does he have a new boyfriend?

I shook my head. I shouldn't be thinking of that twat anyways. I don't even care about him anymore.

Maybe I should text him. See how he's doing. I haven't texted him in about three months. He probably hates me now.

I quickly grabbed my phone and went through my contacts. He was still put as Babe ❤️.

"Hey."

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Hey guys! How are you?

Anyways, bye guys! Have a great day!

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