I was sat on a sofa in the middle of Michael's basement, Calum on my right and Michael on my left, Ashton, Luke and Maddy on either side of them. Calum had told me earlier that day that the boys were going on tour soon, in two weeks. I was planning on going back to college to finish my studies when they left.
The boys were currently telling funny stories about what they've done on previous tours, but I wasn't paying any attention.
"You alright, babe?" Cal asked, pulling me into his side and kissing my temple. I nodded at him, giving a small smile.
"Yeah, just thinking about stuff." I sighed and turned to face him, sitting with my legs crossed and my back leaned against Michael's shoulder. Calum rubbed my knee comfortably and nodded at me as if to go on. "I'm thinking about what I'm going to do after you leave for tour." It didn't seem like much of a touchy subject, but I didn't know how he'd react to me wanting to be so far apart from him, especially since he'd been getting irritated easily lately.
"Like what?" He asked, pulling me into his lap, trailing his fingers up and down my arms.
I shrugged and laid my head in the crook of his neck. "I dunno, going back to college in Denver, maybe getting a job there too." I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his torso and under his shoulderblades.
"Well you don't have to go back to college." He mumbled. I laid my head in the crook of his neck, becoming more comfortable.
"But I want to. I don't really want to be living off you for the rest of my life, I'm not needy. I also kinda like going to school and providing for myself and other things like that. I've come accustomed to meeting new people everyday. I feel like an adult for once." He chuckled after I spoke the last few words, his contagious giggles causing me to smile into his skin.
"You are an adult." He said after his little laughing fit.
"Yes, but I don't feel like an adult. I still live with my mum and barely know how to cook. "
"Well maybe you can come on tour with us and after we can get our own little house together. I can cook for you." He winked at me at the end and I shook my head.
"We can't share a room then." I giggled and pulled at the tiny curls that were at the base of his neck.
"Why's that?" He pouted.
"Because we both hog the blankets. There wouldn't be any point to share a bed if we were always going to be cold and grumpy."
"We'll be an old angry married couple already then." He grinned and I kissed his nose, his face scrunching up.
"I'd rather we be old before we're angry and married."
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Calum and I were cuddled up on his bed, eating chinese takeout and watching The Babadook. He picked up the remote just then, turning down the volume before speaking.
"You wanna talk about tour and stuff?" He asked, setting his carton on the table next to the bed.
"Sure," I replied, pulling a blanket up from the foot of the bed and throwing it over our legs.
"I really wanna take you on tour with us. You won't have a care in the world. Just partying with four best friends and spending quality time with me."
"Yes but its also six months of you paying for every little thing I need and you know how much I abhor. I'd much rather have to suck up and not see you for a while and get a nice job back here after I graduate. It's what I've planned on since secondary." I tried to convince him, barely convincing myself.
"So what you're saying is that you'd rather stay months and miles away from me to go to college? You'd rather skip out on travelling the world with me to go to some stupid school for another year?"
"No, that's not what I meant." I rubbed my temples. Calum was starting to raise his voice and it wasn't what I needed. Not only could we not compromise, Calum was starting to yell at me and I hated being yelled at.
"Whatever just do what you want, wouldn't be able to change your stubborn ass anyways. " He grumbled, walking out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me, making me flinch.
I crawled out of his bed, grabbing my phone and quietly opening his bedroom door. I took the short walk down the hallway and out his front door.
lucy: call me when ur not angry
I began to walk to Michael's house, which happened to be about five blocks away, not bothering to knock before walking in.
"What's wrong cupcake?" Michael asked when I opened his bedroom door. I sat down in the other gaming chair that was set in front of his tv.
"Cal and I had an argument." I mumbled, laying my head on his shoulder.
"What about?" He patted my head and resumed whatever game he was playing prior to my walk in.
"I told him I wanted to go back to college when you guys left for tour because I was tired of living off everyone and wanted to get my own job and he took it as I never wanted to see him again. I dunno, he just wants to spoil me all the time and I don't want him to. He spends so much money on me. Both of you do."
"It's because we love you Lu, and there's no better way to show it than to spoil you. You guys should try to compromise." He shrugged, causing my head to bob up as he did so.
"I told him to call me when he was done being angry, which probably won't be for a while. I might just go home and take a nap. You mind driving me?" I asked, getting up from the oddly shaped chair. He nodded at me, turning off the gaming console and following me out the door to his car.
I did as I said I would and fell asleep once I got home, then waking up to a few missed calls and texts from Cal.
cal: answer my calls babe, please, im sorry I upset you
lucy: idk u wanna talk tmm im not really in the mood rn sorry
I didn't bother to listen to the voicemail, knowing they'd all probably say the same thing.
The time read two am and I was sure he was sleeping now and I tried to fall back asleep as well, failing. So the rest of my night was spent watching dumb movies until I fell back asleep at eight am.
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IM SERIOUSLY SO SORRY THIS IS SO BEHIND
LIKE I SERIOUSLY HAD IT ALL TYPED UP AND DONE AND THEN WATTPAD DECIDES TO FUCK UP
anyways literally going to try real hard to get the last few up and stay on schedule for letters
but its also hoco weekend lucky me
i hate myself sometimes
love you guys
xoxo
♤christina
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