michaels pov
"so how are things with senna?" calum asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
i am currently at calum and mercys house, hanging out with calum.
"eh, not so good but not really bad either, if that makes sense." i respond truthfully.
"oh. that sucks. whats going on?" calum asks, walking to their kitchen.
"fighting. fighting about stupid things like whos cooking dinner, what school to put troye in, you know." i say, lying. there is way more, but he doesnt need to know that.
"im sorry mate. wanna sandwhich?" typical.
"sure. just dont put mustard. thats disgusting." its true. mustard is like the melanie martinez of condiments. why does it try? ketchup will always be better. ps ketchup is halsey. (if u like her im srry)
"here ya go." calum says, handing me a turkey and pickle sandwhich. "thanks mate."
-a few hours later-
i was watching the football game (soccer) when my phone started ringing. "ill be right back." i tell calum, even though i didnt know if he was listening or not.
M: hello?
T: heyYo dad
M: heyYo troye
T: where are you?
M: calums house..?
T: well when will you be home?
M: i dont know buddy.
T: well i would like to spend some time with my dad before i leave
M: leave? what do you mean leave? where are you going?
T: ...im going to orlando.. for playlist..
M: hm. well i will come home after the game is over, bye troye
T: bye love u
M: love u too bud
well. i would have been home if i knew troye was going to orlando..
i need to talk to senna.
drama!! kind of?? i dont know. how do u feel about this chapter bc i rlly dk?
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Fanfiction[sequel to thank you, you should read that first.] michael and senna are still in a relationship. but have things gottwn better or worse?
