One Against Three (Cake, Lashton, Muke AU)

Chapter 7

A/N: finally I been waiting for some cake :')

sorry for the late update as always but I finally got a lAPTOP FOR CHRISTMAS :')

and happy late birthday too me lmao

this pic is so cute :) are :) they :) trying :) to :) kill :) me? :)

anywho, enjoy the chapter!

Not edited.

12/26/15

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When Calum woke up the next morning, everything was a mess. He had a fight with his boyfriend Matthew yesterday and choose to drink until he passed out in someone's bed. Which he did.

At first he didn't know where we was, but memories of last night came flooding back. No, he didn't sleep with anybody. He's very loyal and faithful to his boyfriend. He just remembers the large amounts of alcohol he consumed last night. The thought of it gave him a killer migraine.

Calum groaned to himself as he almost regretted what he did last night. But he then remembered why he did this to himself and what him and Matt fought about.

Matt cheated on him. He had sex with another human being that wasn't him. Calum did feel bad because he wasn't fulfilling his boyfriends needs but that doesn't mean he was to go sleep with some slut. He could have just talked to him and tell him he wanted more from him.

Calum didn't even know what to do at this moment, he just needed to find Michael and get out of this house. He checked his pockets for his phone but didn't feel the familiar lump in his jeans. His pocket felt cold with out it.

He then stood up slowly, trying to ignore the pain he was in and was relived when he turned around, his phone was just lying beneath him. He then quickly grabbed it and dialed Michael's number.

As it was ringing, Calum suddenly heard the familiar sound of Michael's ringtone, Emotions by Mariah Carrey.

The music was closer then it seemed. It was actually coming from the same room oddly enough. Calum looked around his surrounding but saw no Michael.

Out of no where, Calum heard groaning coming from across the room on the other side of the bed. He rolled his eyes as he walked over to see Michael lying on the floor drowning in his own drool. 

Calum sighed, "Get up, fat ass." As he lightly kicked the side of his hungover friends body.

"Shut up, I'm sleeping." Michael mumbled into the floor.

"Come on Mike, I wanna go home." Calum spoke sorrowfully.

Michael rolled over from his stomach to his back, making awkward eye contact with Calum.

"Fine." He grumbled, hoisting himself up.

Calum then remembered he gave Ashton the car keys to take Luke home. He told Michael this and waited for the boy to explode with anger but it was the opposite.

"What happened? Is he okay?" Michael's face said filled with legit concern.

Calum scratched the back of his head, "I'm not sure, but he looked really sick and tired." He explained.

He noticed the frown on Michael's face and wondered why he was acting like this. It was foreign to see Michael show real emotions, and to actually see him genuinely concerned about someone. Especially someone he hardly knows. It was quite scary for Calum to see but he kind of liked to see Michael show his colors.

Michael then ran his fingers through his messy oiled hair, "Can't Matt pick us up?"

Calum felt a sharp pain in his chest at the mention of his boyfriend, "We're not on speaking terms." He said trying to keep his cool.