calum spotted michael,
sitting in the same tombstone,
like he always does.
he walked towards him,
sitting next to him.
it's like every night is a pattern.
everything they do never changes.
they both just stare into the dark,
and exchange a few words,
here and there.
but that's all they do.
they comfort each other,
they were comfortable in the silence.
but something was different today,
calum wanted to know more about michael.
he couldn't hold the bottled up questions anymore.
he asked michael,
question after question.
waiting for michael to reply,
but he never did.
and he never will.
YOU ARE READING
THE FLOWER EFFECT ; MALUM
Fanfic❝If you could read my mind, you'd be in tears.❞ { story idea; @-daisycalum } COMPLETED. [alternative universe] all rights reserved. copyright © 2015 | nat
