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I wake up on the couch in the same position I was when I fell asleep; in Calum's arms. I felt him shift next to me, his grip tightening on me slightly. I felt so safe when I was with the boys. Except Luke; I don't know what to feel around him anymore.
I hear Calum mumble, and I can't tell if it's in his sleep or if he's trying to say something. I giggle slightly as I turn my head up toward him.
"Calum." I whisper as I softly poke his chubby cheek. "Are you awake?"
"Hmm?" He hums. "I guess I am now." He slurs.
Calum isn't a morning person. Actually we all aren't.
Calum lets go of my body and stretches his arms above his head, his legs stretch out and toes curl slightly. I watch him as his eyes close tightly, his mouth opens in a yawn and then as he exhales, he screams loudly.
"One of those stretches?" I ask while laughing loudly.
He laughs and says in a deep, husky voice, "Yeah. Sorry." And laughs.
I don't care which boy I'm talking to in the morning, any male in the morning, who has their morning voice playing in my ear drums, is sexy as fuck. I don't care if it's Calum I'm talking about here.
I think all four boys are attractive, but some people are just meant to stay as friends, ya know what I mean? We all treat each other like we're family, and I love that.
Well, then there's Luke who has to fuck it all up.
"Did you sleep well?" Calum asks, interrupting my thoughts.
I stay silent for a few seconds. "Yeah, I did actually. Better than I have in a while." I say truthfully.
"Good." I hear him say with sleepiness still in his voice.
"I think it's because I had someone to lie next to me." I mumble as I snuggle into Calum's chest.
I hear his heartbeat, and feel his strong chest rising and falling slowly. Then I hear his voice boom into my ears, "I'm glad I could help." I hear him say.
I look at him through my eyelashes and see he's looking down at me and smiling.
Suddenly my phone buzzes on the side table I had set it on. I groan as I sit up and see that it's Michael calling me.
"Oh it's Michael!" I say cheerfully.
Calum nods and gestures for me to answer it. He sits up and watches me intently.
"Hey Michael!" I say.
"Hey gorgeous. Where are you?"
"I'm at Calum's house." I answer, looking at Calum and smiling.
"Oh okay... Is everything alright?"
"Yeah yeah, everything is fine now." Damn it I shouldn't have said 'now'
"Now?" He asks skeptically.
I laugh nervously. "Y-yeah." I start playing with my hair and wrapping it around my fingers, a habit I do when I get nervous.
It was silent for a little bit until he finally spoke, "Wanna hang out tonight?"
"Um, yeah sure. Sounds great."
"Alright, how about I pick you up from Calum's?"
"But I'm not even ready! I look horrible!" I say.
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Bloodshot; A Michael Clifford Fanfic {5SOS} (COMPLETE)
FanfictionMichael wasn't always like this. He wasn't always in such a horrible state, and his eyes weren't always bloodshot. But for one to fathom his feelings, thoughts, and ideas, you must hear it all from the beginning.