the month of freedom [c.h]

4.3 - THREESOME

SUNDAY - OCTOBER 21ST / THREESOME

I scrambled out of bed as Calum's bedroom door burst open, Michael walking in with a box of pizza and his hair a new ray of red - blood red. He smirked at me, offering me a slice (which I decline). Michael shrugs, sticking it into his mouth and walking over to Calum's side.

"Wake up you shit." Michael chuckles, pinching Calum's cheeks.

I flatten my hair and wrap my hands around my basically naked body. I don't feel awkward in front of Michael, which is weird, but I don't want to flash him my body. I pull a leftover half-made joint from the table, fixing it up and smoking it. Michael eyes me suspiciously but smirks anyway, taking a seat beside a shirtless Calum who's glaring at him with tired eyes.

"I'm horny." Michael states, flinging his feet over Calum's tired body.

I shrug, "What do you want us to do about it? What about that girl? Tiff?" I scratch my head.

"Her? Tiff? She's not my girlfriend or anything."

"Oh. She seems really nice."

"He wants a fucking threesome," Calum groans, "Piss off Michael."

I splutter a little and I can already tell my cheeks have turned a bright shade of pink because Michael is laughing uncontrollably next to Calum. Calum hasn't laughed at all, his head is stuck to the pillow. I know he isn't joking either because why the heck would he? These boys would do anything. I wouldn't be surprised if Calum was secretly up to it.

"Threesomes are fun." Michael shrugs. He throws the pizza box across the floor and pats Calum's tired body, Calum lets out a grown and sits up - taking a cigarette. He see's me smoking too and a wash of confusion crosses his face. It disappears as fast as it appears, you wouldn't have even thought it was actually there.

"Michael, Fran doesn't like the idea of a threesome." He looks at me.

I shrug, "I mean, it seems pretty wild. Weird and possibly unsafe - but wild."

Michael grins, "See. She's down. Maybe it can be your thing for today. Calum, how are you feeling on this subject?"

"Well, I'm gonna have to join aren't I?" He rubs his eyes, mine are going hazy, "I can't just let you fuck my girlfriend when I'm actually the one who loves-"

Michael scoffs and holds his hands in front of him, shaking them, "Don't make this soppy. You're both down for it - that's all I care about."

I giggle and I know that the weed is kicking in. I feel exhilarated and happy. I'm not a huge fan of threesomes, something I'm not an expert in, but where's the harm in trying things? Besides, this is the time when the month should be going out with a bang. There's only 10 days left and then I'll not know what I'm meant to do. Or whether I'll have anyone other than Calum and one sister to depend on. This is the time to make everything happen because what if nothing is the same when it's all meant to come to an end?

Michael claps his hands together and stands up, "Let's fucking do this." Then he laughs at his own sentence, because he said fucking, and because I'm pretty high and happy, I laugh too. 

We all get unchanged quickly and Michael bumps up the volume of the music in Calum's room. Michael is busy with his hands over my body, exploring it. He makes me laugh when he kisses my stomach (because I'm really ticklish) and he whispers sweet things above me. Calum joins in too, massaging my body and smirking. He doesn't look as happy as Michael but he certainly isn't objecting.

The music is blaring. I'm coming down and it all feels so great, even with my eyes closed. Michael is a moaning mess somewhere and Calum isn't holding back with the swear words and his hands is tightly around my thighs. I'm gasping for more air but it's good. 

When it's over we all sit in the bed together, me in a Michael and Calum sandwich. Calum is eating some of the pizza silently and Michael is tapping at his phone. He's texting Tiff, from what I can see, and he's lying too. She's asking where he is, what he's doing - he hasn't told her anything. A horrible feeling rises in my stomach and I push it back, sliding up next to Calum who doesn't seem to notice a thing.

"That was great." Michael is the first to break the silence when he puts down his phone. I rub my eyes and shrug, "You don't think that was great, Frankie?"

"It was alright." I laugh awkwardly, "Don't push it."

Michael smiles and shrugs, getting up and explaining what he's about to do in the bathroom. I feel sick when he leaves - he goes into way too much detail. Calum is still silent, even with Michael gone, and I fight the urge to ask him whats's wrong. I feel like he'd snap or something.

"I'm tired." Calum mumbles, dropping crusts onto the floor beside him.

I rub my hand over his cheek and his pushes back a little, sliding down into the bed. I follow him and I'm happy that he places his arm around my body but he's tense and cold, something he never really has been before; the only time he was ever cold before was when I thought we weren't friends and worse - weren't in love.

"You're always tired." Michael says as we walks into the room. He's fully dressed again, "Nothing like the Calum I know - is Frankie really pumping that much out of you?" He winks.

I scoff and roll my eyes, tracing Calum's tattoos with my hand, "Nothing here is my fault."

"Whatever. I'm going to meet Tiff." Michael shrugs, "Thanks for today guys. I won't forget it; maybe we can, you know, reenact it sometime."

Calum shuffles awkwardly to the side and shuts his eyes. Michael cocks his head at me and shrugs, waving a warm goodbye as he leaves the bedroom and the house. He slams the door shut, like always. I place my head next to Calum.

"Are you okay?" I whisper.

"I'm fine Fran, okay? I'm fine." 

That's the last thing we talk about before he falls asleep and I sit alone, wondering what the hell I've done to make him so upset.

i'm a bad person for not updating lol...my life has been a mixture of happiness and messiness.

i started how to get away with murder and i wanna tap so much butt of the cute dudes. lol. anyway, i got cool stuff for christmas - what did you guys get? and if you don't celebrate christmas, i hope you had a happy holidays anyway! :)

leave some last questions for me and the characters - i'll be uploading that soon.

also, thank you for 20k reads on my fic 'just for class' and also, thank you for nearly 8k on this one! i'm overwhelmed. thank youuuuuuuuuuu!

anyway, thank you for keeping up and reading. i saw someone added this to their reading list 'destroy yourself' and it actually surprised me because people do actually read this and stuff. i work on so much outside of this as well. wow. thank you, again.

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