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"I dont know Kay. He was fine when he left practice , but now he won't even leave his room. Not even to come practice. What did you do to that boy?" Calum asked me.

"Nothing. He was acting really weird when he came over. I hit my head and he helped me clean up. I asked him a bunch of questions then he ran out of my house. Michael has never ran out of my house before. Im worried about him Cal."

Calum hugged me. We were currently sitting on a park bench. After Michael had ran out of my house , I called Calum. I needed someone to talk to about this. I knew I could trust Calum. Besides Michael , he's the one I tell everything to.

"So. I have good news." He says excitedly.

"Oh yeah. Does it involve me?"

"It sure does. The band is going on tour." He smiles.

"That doesnt involve me." I whined.

"Yes it does because you're coming with us."

"On tour?"

"Yup. I talked to our manager and he said it was okay. So then I asked you mom and Luke of course , and they said yes. And now you're coming even if I have to carry you with me in my suitcase."

I sqealed. "Yes. Yes. Yes. A million times yes. I cant wait.... Wait for how long?"

"About two months." He said.

"Great."

"What? I thought you would want to go away from a while. Especially with us guys." He looked confused.

"I do , but what about Clayton?" I ask.

"Ugh that jerk. What about him?"

Clayton is my boyfriend. For about half a year now. He doesnt really like the guys , an the guys staight up hate him. Michael cant even say his name without wanting to puke. I on the other hand , dont see why they hate each other.

"I cant just up and leave my boyfriend."

"Why not?" He whines.

"Because he's my boyfriend Cal."

"Facetime him. Call him. Text him. Just come with us!" He whines some more.

"Ok fine. But im going to go tell him." I get up grabbing my bag and my phone. "Wait. You're leaving now?" He asked quickly standing up.

"Yeah why?"

"Never mind. Just go ahead. We leave tonight at 8. So be ready!" He calls as im walking away.

"Ok got it!" I call back.

Tour. Im going on tour with my best friends. Calum , Luke , Ashton , and Michael. Crap. I need to talk to Michael before we leave. I know we are going to have a lot of time to talk , about everything , but I want to talk to him before we leave. I dont think I'll have time to though.

I walk up to Clayton's house. I ring the door bell and wait. I wait some more when his mom opens the door.

"Hey Mrs. Claibourne. Umm..is Clayton here?"

"Yes sweetie. He's in his room , you can go up if you want." She smiles.

I walk up the stairs and to his room. I open the door and see Clayton laying down on his phone. Like usual. I tap his chest and startle him a little.

"Damnit Kaydan." He tries to catch his breath.

"Sorry. I just have to tell you something." I say sitting on his bed.

"What is it?" He sits up and puts his phone down. Finally.

"Im leaving." I quickly tell him.

"Excuse me?" He stands up.

"I said im leaving. Im going on tour with the boys." I speak softly.

"Why?" He looks down at me.

"Um.. What?" I stand up.

"Why are you going?"

"Because they asked me to? What does it matter?"

"It matters because im your boyfriend and I should be the first one to know this." He gets angry.

"I just found out today. But don't worry baby , I promise to call and message you everyday." I smiled trying to calm his down.
He didnt though.

"Right. When your not making out with Michael."

I was shocked by his words.

"Me and Mikey are just friends. You know that." I told him.

"I see the way he looks at you Kaydan."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"I dont trust him around you."

"Well get over it. He's my best friend nothing more."

He stared at me.

"Clayton I have to go. My just friends are waiting on me. See you in two months." I peck his cheek and walk out.I cant believe he actually thinks that me and Michael are more than friends. He's so stupid sometimes. Michael's my best friend. Nothing more , everybody knows that.

I get home and start packing. I was gonna need a lot of stuff if im gonna be on tour with four boys , on a bus , for two months. What in the world did I get myself into?

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