Bad Dreams //mgc

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*Cara's POV*

I'm back in English and I am excited to show my professor what Michael and I came up with! The clock is ticking by so slowly until finally she dismisses us. I head to her desk and hand her my poem/lyrics.

She reads through it and gets a smile on her face. "This is why I wanted to give you
the opportunity to revise this. This is amazing! Did you revise it yourself? "

"My boyfriend helped me. He's in a band and writes songs." I have to give Michael the credit. He helped a lot.

"Is he the burst of color?" She asked.

I could feel the heat on my cheeks, "Yeah," I replied.

"Well Cara, I was going to talk about this next class but I'm giving you a head start on your final project. you can take any one or more of your five pieces and turn it into some form of presentation to the class. That includes the option to possibly take advantage of your boyfriends talents."

Oh my gosh! This could be amazing! "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome. Great job on this. I'll return it to you next class."

My conversation has made me miss this bus so I have to wait for the next one in 20 minutes. I remember that they have a YouTube channel so I quickly look it up and start watching videos they have posted. Mikey looks so cute oh my goodness! They were all so shy in the beginning. They've definitely come a long way already!

I finally make it home and Michael's car is already here. I go inside and he's on the couch talking to Regan and Calum. I explain to them about my conversation with my professor. Michael and Calum both seem excited as well. So many ideas are thrown around. Great ideas.

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It's finally the weekend again and I couldn't be happier. They're calling for snow tonight, and a lot of it, so we decided to all hang out at the guys house. Regan and I picked up our favorite pizzas on the way over and the guys picked up groceries and snacks and beer in case we get snowed in for a few days. I've been gradually allowing myself a single beer from time to time again. The excitement in the house is insane. You would think this was a 5 year olds birthday party after the kids are high on too much sugar! As contagious as Ashton's laugh is, it's starting to give me a headache so I go back to Michael's room to lay down and think for awhile. Luckily, his room is the furthest away from the chaos.

So many bad things have happened in my life. It never ends. Everything is finally going great for me. But that's when things start to fall apart. A thought occurs to me and I look back through my text history with Ashton and find that number. The last missing piece. I dial and wait.

"Hello?"

"Um hi. Lance? You don't know me but I'm looking for Chris Miller and I was hoping that you could help me."

"And who exactly are you?"

"Um, my name is Cara Davidson. I'm, uh, actually, I'm Chris' daughter." Oh my god I'm shaking so bad.

"You're Trish's daughter..." He knows about me. He knows who I am.

"Yeah, I am." Is this really happening?

"Well listen Cara, I don't feel it's in my place to give you Chris' number, however, if you give me your number, I'll pass it along to him and leave things up to him."

"Oh, um, yeah, sure. I get that." I give him my number and he says goodbye. I want to go get Mikey or call to him but I can't move and my voice isn't stable.

To Mikey❤, Ash
Can u guys come back here plz? Now?

A minute later, Michael and Ashton come in looking very concerned.

"Are you ok angel? What's wrong" Michael asks, running over. He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me into his lap.

"I, uh, I called Lance, the guy that knows Chris. He, um, took my number and is giving it to Chris. Oh my god I'm shaking! What if he calls me back? What do I say Ash? Mikey what did I do?"

"Cara, angel, look at me. Breathe okay. You can do this. You are strong, everything's going to be okay." I look into his beautiful green eyes as he rubs his hands up and down my arms. "You're gonna be okay. I'm right here angel."

Once I calm down, I look to Ashton. "What the hell am I supposed to say Ash?"

"Start off by introducing yourself. You can tell him how we tracked him down."

"What if he didn't want me to find him?"

"Then he won't call you back. If he calls back, he wants to talk to you. Its going to be okay either way, ok?"

Just then my phone rings with an unknown number.
"Oh fuck oh fuck. Mikey, you answer it! I can't."

"Hello?" he says.

"This is her boyfriend Michael, may I ask who's calling?"

"Yes, just one minute please," he mutes the phone and holds it out for me.

"How did he sound? What did he say?"

"He sounds as nervous as you. But excited too. You can do this angel. I'm staying right here and so is Ashton." I look to Ashton and he nods with a smile.

I unmute the phone and put it to my ear.

"Hello?"