Glancing over my outfit I struggle to stay quite about my flaws.
It's fine you look just fine.
I've never been happy about my body but I'm learning to love it.
I have a pair of skinnies on and paired them with nude heels. My shirt is cream with a lace sweetheart neckline and a few dangling necklaces hang around my neck accentuating my boobs.
I've done my makeup and I bought a shit ton of groceries and most of it is the crap Michael kept texting me to buy. But I have it all in the back of my car ready to leave as soon as I am.
Uncle Calos left earlier today but not after screwing up the bathroom and breaking my.shower head. I called a plumber who will be here tomorrow to fix it. So all I have to do is pay that bastards a hundred dollars for jack shit.
Pulling on my black half leather jacket and grabbing my keys I finally run down stairs and out the door. I don't feel good about just showing up at his house. That's so creepy and I don't want him to think I'm like obsessed with him (which I am because he's so sweet and kind and hot...) but I want to make him feel better.
Rolling down the street and following the directions Michael gave me I try to slow my heart rate and control my breathing. My panick attacks have been far and few between these days and I'm greatful for that, but I can't afford to have one while driving.
Currently I'm pulling onto Calums street and staring into people's door ways looking for the address number trying to not look like a lunatic. When I finally find the number I've already been flipped off and yelled at for being creepy as fuck. (Haha wat)
Parking on the opposite side of their house I climb out and open the back pulling out all the groceries and scrambling to the front door. I swing around plastic bags to try and knock while fixing my curled wavy hair.
There's yelling from the other side of the door and it makes me giggle when I here Michael yell about being punk rock and Ashton saying something about him dying his hair.
"Who is it?" Michael breaths onto the door and I roll my eyes.
"It's me idiot," I pout "Open up my hands are full." Which is true I have like eleven bags of groceries with me digging into my hands burning through the first layer of flesh.
"It's Kat" he shouts and opens the door.
"Hi kitten" shoving bags into his hands (he drops a few) I walk past him laughing.
"Kat, what are you doing here babe?" Shrugging I look over at Michael.
"Michaels forcing me mostly but he said you guys didn't have any food in the house and said I should come over. Also you haven't been talking to me like at all." I scowl a bit but try and stay as calm as possible.
"Oh yeah I'm sorry beautiful I've been busy and had some shit going on." He shrugs and walks around me awkwardly.
He had me at beautiful and lost me at I've been busy.
"Hey Michael next time you to come to hot topic it should be for hair dye and not this asshole." Grabbing my purse I walk straight out to my car, slam the door all while hearing my name being shouted. I don't have time for this shit. I have to get another job so I can afford an apartment and get good grades in school-
AH shit school. Calums my principal he could ruin my life. God dammn it Kat why did you have to fall for the fucking principal?
Taking a sharp right I I'm flooded with anxiety and fear and start to loose my vision. I can't concentrate my mouth goes dry and I have to pull over quickly. Opening my door I vomit. Throwing up my past meals that are half way digested and not happy about leaving my body.
I shiver and convulse and cry, snot running down my upper lip before I whip at it.
Breath. Kat. breath.
Lights appear in my rear view mirror and Calum leaps put of his car.
"Kat baby I'm sorry please dont. Ar- are you ok babe?" Struggling to keep my eyes open I nod. I'm about it passout I can feel it.
Leaning over I fall onto the seat unconscious.
*Calums POV*......
"Kat? Kat wake up. Fuck!!" I shout and tug at my roots. Fuck what am I supposed to do? The way she looked at me is killing me and manliness because those tear filled eyes have done nothing but take down what's left of my will. They were glossed over and beautiful but pained me so much to see her in pain and sad and not the Kat I know.
Climbing into her car I push her small tiny beautiful body up against the other door and turn over the engine. The engine runs smoothly and I'm surprised with such an old car it even drives as well as it does.
First I have to find her house before I admire her godamn car. Taking out my phone while concentrating on the road I find her address and plug it in to Google maps. It takes a few u turns but I make it to her house and park in the driveway. Quickly I get to her side and go through her purse for her house keys. I find them and pick her up in my arms and feel her curl into my side a bit.
Looking from room to room upstairs and down I finally find a girlish room and decide it's hers. Laying her in her unmade bed I take her shoes off for her and carefully pull off her pants and I'm surprised she hasn't woken up and kicked my ass. I'm surprised none of the guys didn't. Michael was pissed, he thought she hated him because I made her angry. She thinks I don't like her right?
I like her, a lot. But I can't let her in now. Not yet and she's already penetrated the walls I've spent years blocking everyone out with. She's a force of nature that's for sure.
"What am I supposed to do now?"
New chapter af ......
Does anyone feel bad for Calum
Me* HAHAH NO I FEEL BAD FOR MICHAEL LMAO
Jk yes I felt bad writing this shitty chapter lol but hey whatever right
Comment your favorite chapter so far or don't I don't care.
