What the heck. So many thought flood my mind, I can't think straight. Calum wants to kiss? I mean, I thought he was straight! I'm still thinking about how to respond, when Calum lurches forward.
His lips press against mine, gently at first, and then a little bit more as the kiss goes on. At first, I don't do anything and sit there in shock. But, then I slowly press harder, and he seems to like that. My head tells me to stop, I can't do this, but something in me tells me it's okay. After a slight hesitation, I decide to pull away.
"I'm- I'm sorry Calum, I'm not sure if this can work." I feel bad saying it, but I know I have to.
"Why? I mean, okay, that's fine. You know bro, I don't know what I was thinking.
Sorry."
Calum gets up, and I can tell he's embarrassed. He seems mad, as he storms to the door, and even slams it shut. Great. I feel like an asshole. And the worst part is that I actually seemed to like the kiss. This is not like me, and I don't like it. At all. Well, maybe just a tiny bit. Alright fine!! I have to admit that I did enjoy it, even if I don't want to.
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Three Days Later
Calum hasn't talked to me, or even looked at me whatsoever, and I can tell the other guys know it too. Instead of joking around, our mornings are full of icy silences, that no one knows how to break.
As I head back into my room from lunch, I find a note laying on my bed. The first thought that rushes into my head is that it's Calum, telling me he's sorry. Although I'm pretty sure I should be the one saying sorry, if anything. I just want to know what he thinks.
"Ashton- Meet me at the bar, 7:30"
The note isn't signed by anyone, which makes me worry. Is it from Calum? Michael? Luke? Or some random girl? I won't deny it, I want it to be Calum. It's just, the kiss didn't feel forced, it just felt... I don't know... it just felt right. Like it was meant to happen.
I know I can't tell anyone how I'm feeling, Michael and Luke would probably act really weird around me, my parents would disown me, and I'm not sure how all of the fans would react. But I do know that I could tell Calum. I mean, I know that he feels like I do. Hopefully he does.
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At the bar, 5:45
I've been sitting here for at least fifteen minutes, looking like a dork. Plenty of girls have asked for my number, but I rejected them all. My eyes scan the room repeatedly, looking for the mystery person. I can faintly hear the door jingle over the loud music, and the people shouting.
I walk quickly to the door, hoping to find someone I know. Obstacles fill the pathway to the door, and I shove a drunken male out of my way, but get beer from his drink on my shirt. Shit. As I rush towards the door, I catch a glimpse of someone familiar.
But it's not Calum. It's Luke.
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