Anonymous || Malum ✓

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Michael5SOS: so hiw long to we have 2 be frens be4 we send each other nudes

Calum's phone buzzed from the side table, causing him to look up from the video he was editing. He had finished covering 'You Need Me, I Don't Need You' by his love, Ed Sheeran, and was posting it now. It was one of the two songs he hadn't covered yet and he was excited to finally get it done.

He was hoping Ed would notice this cover. Of course Ed was on his year break but it would be incredible for him to just get on Twitter and see the cover. That was obviously, a giant dream for Calum to think. He thought about it every time he posted a cover of Ed's song.

Calum's almost one-hundred percent sure that he would give his identity to Ed if he asked.

Calum finished the video and posted it, just then deciding to grab his phone and check the message. It was a direct message on his YouTube Twitter account and he could see that it was from Michael but he couldn't see the whole message.

He took his time unlocking the phone and opening up his direct messages. He didn't think it'd be that big of a deal but once he read the message it clearly was.

CoversByC: wtf michael

Calum was in complete disbelief over the message he had gotten. Michael never would act like that around him and it kind of made him sad to see that Michael was heartless.

Michael5SOS: lik u don't have to put ur fac in... so i won't kno who u are... and it'l just be a bit of help

CoversByC: are you dumb? I barely show my face to people what makes you think I'll show my dick?

He was kind of disgusted by the messages he was receiving from Michael and he was so mad. Michael had been saying the sweetest things to him in person and obviously that was just some type of facade to get in his pants. Michael was desperate enough to message a boy he didn't even know for nudes even though he had kissed Calum's head the day before. The tan boy couldn't help but frown at the thought.

Michael5SOS: chill dood i jus tasked i can go find some other dick

Calum didn't respond and set his phone down but not even two seconds later he was getting a message from Michael.

From: Michael Cliffy

nudes bby???

To: Michael Cliffy

um no

From: Michael Cliffy

dam it

From: Michael Cliffy

it wa wrth a sht

From: Michael

i'l c u tmrw

To: Michael Cliffy

most likely not

To: Michael Cliffy

you're being an asshole and I don't want to see you for awhile bye

Calum was even more mad now. He didn't understand how Michael could be so dumb. Of course he didn't know that he was messaging the same person but still. How could he just so easily go and ask another person for nudes not even two seconds after asking the first person? Calum was seriously considering canceling his plans with Michael but he knew that wouldn't work out.

Michael would wedge his way into his apartment and carry him out if he needed to.

Calum grabbed his notebook that was sitting beside him and just started writing every emotion that he had towards the pale boy at the moment. Most of them were angry words and sad words- even disappointed words.

He had always been awful at confrontation so when he was younger his therapist suggested that he picked up a notebook and wrote everything he was feeling down. He either had the option of ripping out the paper and giving it to the person or just letting it sit in a vengeful spiral-bound notebook.

Calum normally chose the second option. Except once when his sister blamed him for something that she did and got him in trouble. He wrote a strongly worded letter to his mom at only nine years old and she immediately knew to take away his grounding and place it on Mali instead and twenty times worse.

The tan boy honestly thought that writing was his only escape and that it was the only way he could truly say what he was thinking. He always got choked up when it came to saying what he was thinking and it just helped sort out his thoughts.

Calum finished off his thoughts with signing the page and placed it down on his bed, shutting the spiraled object once again.

He was just so hurt. He had really started opening up to Michael and now he was just crushed because of something so simple. He'd never be able to send nudes. He didn't have enough confidence in himself to do so and Michael's famous, for fucks sake. He could have models crawling all over him, which he probably has, and that made Calum a negative two next to him.

Calum decided to just take a nap and forget about the outside world for a bit. He placed his laptop, his guitar, and his notebook down on the floor. In the process he got under the sheets and pulled them up to his chin.

Calum laid inside the warm comforter, his head resting on its side on the pillow. His eyes landed on his phone that was a few measly inches away. He reached forward and picked up the hard metal device and turned on the screen, deciding to just listen to Ed Sheeran's saddest album while doing so.

His screen lit up and Calum had to look over his phone about twenty-seven times to see if it were real. It had to be but Calum felt like he was going to puke.

His eyes started watering up and if he wasn't going to cry before he definitely was going to cry now. Calum's chest tightened as he looked at the little notification that seemed to make his day so much more better. It had to be a joke.

Calum opened up Twitter and of course, the verified account's tweet was up and he could favorite it and he could retweet it. There were definite tears rolling down his cheeks now and his hands were shaking as he set his phone down on his lap.

@EdSheeran: I know I'm on break but I picked up my phone for a minute and just had to share @CoversByC this dude is an absolute legend!! -

@EdSheeran: - he's covered so many of my songs and they're better than me singing them originally need to work with you man xx

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I MISS ED ON TWITTER SM SO I JUST HAD TO POST THIS. WHAT HES DOING IS INCREDIBLE AND MY DREAM BUT I MISS HIM SO MUCH

ANYWAYS HERES AN UPDATE THAT I DIDNT PLAN ON UPDATING TONIGHT

-Lee