Reflection {Calum Hood}

Chapter 22

*ding dong*

"Ugh who can that be NOW." I groaned.

"It's Michael!" I heard a voice yell. "You literally texted me 20 minutes ago to come over."

Dang it. I totally forgot Michael was coming over. I'm literally just wearing an oversized sweater.

Oh well.

"COME IN" I yelled.

I was sprawled out on the couch guzzling down wine when I heard his feet hitting the floor as he was walking towards me.

"Well don't you look like a mess." He said, walking over to a stool and sitting down.

I looked at him, my face showing that I was done with him being sarcastic. He just stared at me.

"Don't worry, your'e a beautiful mess." He winked at me.

I rolled my eyes and stared at the ceiling leaning my head back onto the couch.

"So aren't you here to like make me feel better or something?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm here to do that. I don't know how I'm gonna do it...but I ugh, I have pizza in my car, should I go get it or.." Michael hesitated.

"Yes FOOD YES." I said quite loudly.

"Alright alright, be right back." Michael said as he hopped off the stool and went out the door to his car.

While he was gone I couldn't help thinking about how cute Michael's little smile is. And how he always has his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket. He always calls me Maddie, never by my full name. And he respects me, instead of how Calum treated me like I was his slave. Calum knew that I would do whatever I could to save his irresponsible ass. I'm actually quite sick of him. But he also gave me the cutest kisses, and he could be good at times. He's just too confusing.

Michael came in and plopped down next to me on the couch.

"Ok, so I couldn't remember if you liked sausage pizza best or cheese, so I ordered both." He said, giggling.

Aw.

"I like both its ok." I laughed as I reached for a slice of sausage pizza.

"Ah but you prefer sausage." He said pointing to my slice.

"What can I say?" I replied, "I like it meaty."

He stared at me with a weird expression on his face.

"Oh. That came out completely wrong didn't it?" I asked.

"Yup sounded pretty bad to me." He agreed, laughing as he reached for a slice of cheese pizza.

"Agh sorry." I replied.

"So ugh, it's almost been a month since you and Calum broke up..are you still taking it hard or?" He asked.

"Um, yeah. I don't know. Maybe? I have mixed feelings about it. I feel like this is good for me because our relationship was forming me into another person and it was causing me to be almost bipolar and I went through anger and sadness at different times and sometimes at the same time. Being with Calum was a lot of work because he always got himself into trouble and I was the one to come save him...now he doesn't have that anymore."

"Yeah, that's true."

"And he was sweet at times, he would give amazing kisses and I loved to see him smile. But whenever I wasn't around, he wouldn't smile or be nice to other people. He just needs to fend for himself instead of constantly having me do it for him."

"Yeah I understand." Michael replied. "He can be really hard to get along with. And before all this fame and attention, he was so sweet. One day he snapped. I don't know what happened. He started to call us rude things and say he was better than us. I guess all the fame has gotten to our heads. He's taking the break up thing horribly. Yesterday he dumped coffee onto one of our producers head because he believed he wasn't getting enough solo time. He wants to rename the band "Big Boss and the Bitches." Like how horrible is that idea!"

I started to snicker. "There's no way that's real, you made it up."

"No I'm not at all. Our manager, Matt, is really starting to get pissed at Calum. It's crazy, without you there to keep him stable, there's no balance."

"And it shouldn't be like that," I replied, readjusting my position on the couch. "He should be able to be stable without me. He needs to learn how to brighten up and treat others nicely on his own, like a normal human being. I'm sick and tired of his bullshit. Why do  I always fall for the wrong boys? I fall for the bad boys, the broken boys, the bipolar boys. I can never find a good, solid, stable boyfriend who's ok with me being me and doesn't need me to teach him to have the decency of a normal human being?" I started to cry.

"Aw Maddie don't cry." Michael said as he reached out to wipe a tear from my face. "Maybe you're looking to hard. Maybe the answer to you're problems is right in front of you, but you can't see it."

Wait. Is Michael hinting at himself?

He continued. "A lot of people care about you Maddie. You're sweet, you're compassionate, you give amazing hugs." He laughed.

I smiled and laughed with him. This feels good. Laughing with a friend. I miss this.

"You don't have to try so hard to get a guy to like you. You're perfect the way you are." He smiled and stroked my hair.

I stared at Michael for a second. And then I did it.

I leaped on that boy. Our mouths connected in a firm but loving kiss, and there was passion there. It was almost like fireworks. My mind felt at ease, but adrenaline was rushing throughout my nerves. Am I really doing this? I guess I need this. A rebound? Is Michael my rebound? I can't do this to Michael. Yes I can. No I can't. What am I doing?

Is this wrong?

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Ok this was a long update but I did it😂 hope you enjoyed. Part 23 will be up next week :) Cass