Numb. || mgc

Chapter 13

Calum's P.O.V

Our gig is today. I logged onto YouTube and started recording a video.

"So um hi guys." I waved to the camera. "Today's gig has been cancelled. Mike is in the hospital, but he's okay. Um we may not reschedule-" I trailed off and looked at the ground. "Mike and I-" I sighed. "Let me just say that I don't know if 5 Seconds of Summer is still a thing." I could feel tears forming in my eyes and tried to hold them back.

I ended the recording and uploaded it online.

I ruined everything. I ruined our chance. I ruined the band.

I needed to go visit him. But he hates me. I thought. Fuck it.

I grabbed my keys and drove to the hospital. I practically ran through the front doors and stopped to ask where his room was. 214. 214. 214. I ran up the stairs and stopped when I got to his room. I reluctantly opened the door and sat down next to him.

Michael looked at me and smiled. Why is he smiling? I raised an eyebrow and looked in his eyes.

"I - I thought you hated me." I looked out the window, at all the people below.

"Oh my god, Calum. Yeah, I'm upset. But I don't hate you. It's all right. You like her, she likes you. No big deal. I shouldn't be mad because I made the mistake of thinking she loved me, when she liked you." He smiled again.

"Uh Mike? She doesn't love me. I don't love her. I guess we were both desperate. She thought you didn't like her but you were just lying because you knew she liked me. But no, we don't like eachother. It was a stupid misunderstanding." I said and he nodded.

"I told her to leave. She came here and told me she was sorry and that she loved me. I don't believe it, because if she did she would've showed it." He broke eye contact and stared at his hands.

"I'm sorry mate. But maybe you could give her a second chance? Just friends. See how it goes?" I shrugged and leaned back in the chair.

"Yeah. I guess. I just want to get out of here." He said as a nurse walked in. I hope I didn't have to leave.

"Mr. Clifford, I have some good news for you. You can leave today, but don't forget to take these." She handed him a bottle of pills, which I assumed were for his pain. "Take two a day. Also be careful with your leg. It is sprained, so keep it elevated and don't walk on it too much." She smiled and walked out of the room.

"So, you wanna come with me?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah sure." He said as he carefully got out of the bed and stood on one foot. I stood up and helped him stand better. I grabbed a wheelchair that the nurse left and helped Michael sit down in it, then wheeled him out of the room to the elevator.

"So how's your car?"

"Well its pretty bad. The whole drivers side is ruined. I got my phone though." He said as he smiled and held up his phone.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "That's good at least. Oh and I cancelled the gig." I said, scratching my neck.

"What? Why? I'm perfectly fine! I can still play!" He said. He was shocked.

"Haha no Mike. You kind of can't. We're rescheduling it to next Friday. That gives us plenty of time to rehearse, and it gives you time to heal." I laughed and helped Mike get into my car.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Oh, can we go to your house? And have the boys stay?" He asked and I nodded and smiled.

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