Safety Pin // CTH *DISCONTINUED*

VII

"So Mady, tell me about yourself?" Calum asked me as we sat in our hotel room in Nebraska.

"What do you want to know?" He smiled with his head in my lap while I played with his hair.

"Everything."

"Well my favorite color is blue. My middle name is Renay. I grew up in California with just my dad and I. Never really had much friends since I'm so shy and socially awkward. I love to read, mostly nonfiction to be exact. My hair used to be blonde before I started dying it when I turned fifteen, I've been doing so ever since. I don't know, there's not really much to know about me I guess." My mind scrambled to find more interesting things about myself but knew I never would.

"Can I know what your life's been like? How it was with your dad and then after he deceased? Why you had no one before us?" I could feel my face twist with all the questions, "I mean you don't have to tell me, I'm just curious."

His brown eyes peered up at me. I could see worry on his face like his questions might scare me off. As much as I hated bringing it up, I knew I could trust him. I wanted him to know the me and my life before him.

"To start off I guess you could say I was a daddy's girl. Not that I had much choice since I grew up with no mom. He told me about her though, that she is Australian and that's where she lives. There's always been a longing for her but I always knew it would never be filled. He was my best friend, my guide in life.
My grandparents were around majority of the time. They were always stuck up though. Never there for me, I don't really know why they ever were there. After my father passed they blamed it on me and told me they never wanted to talk to me again."

A tear fell down my face recalling the memory. Calum's hand reached up to wipe it away. He never once interrupted and I knew I had his attention to the fullest.

"His will was written all to me. I was all he had and the feeling was mutual. There were no other relatives, he was the only child like I thought I was. So that's why I've been traveling. He gave me all of his money and specifically wrote for me to do so.
As a little girl I always talked about wanting to travel and see the world. He always told me one day I'd be able to but I never believed him. I thought I'd grow old, having a boring ole life with my dad only a call away. Guess I was completely wrong then huh?"

"I'm so sorry, baby." My heart once again fluttered with the simple word.

"Don't be. Everything is better now, I have an actual family." He smiled his amazing smile at me.

"Hey do you guys know whe-" Michael walked in the room. "Why am I always the one to come across this stuff?"

We laughed because he really is the one who interrupts us all the time. He gave us a glare then proceeded to flip us off.

"What do you want Michael?"

"I was going to ask if either of you knew where Luke and Arzaylea are?"

We both shook our heads, having no clue of their whereabouts. We've only been in Nebraska for two hours. Plus the plan was we would all stay at the hotel until leaving for the venue. As if on que our question was answered.

"Guys!" Ashton rushed in the room looking extremely flustered and angry. "Luke is in jail!"

"What?!" We all three asked at the same time.

"He just called me from inside crying. He kept saying he fucked up, over and over again."

"How did he- why- what did he do?" I scrambled for the right words.

"Let's just say something very bad that could jeopardize everything." We all looked at each other not believing what was happening. "It was Arzaylea's idea so we need to have a house vote over whether or not she gets to come back."

"Okay, seems reasonable." Michael, of course, was the first to speak since he unliked her the most.

"All in favor of kicking Arzaylea of the tour?" All four of our hands raised immediately.

"Then it's final, no more Arzaylea. Now I need to go talk to the team; why don't you three stay here?" Ashton looked at all of us.

"With them? Can't I go with you?" Michael pleaded in a half joking, half serious manner.

"No I think I should do this alone. Sorry Mikey." Then he left.

Michael looked at us on the bed. Then his eyes shifted over to the empty couch. He walked over to the couch and plopped down without another word.

"Just no kissing please." He said with his eyes shut.

"Whatever you say Michael Clifford."

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Dun dun dun... What do you think Luke and Arzaylea did? Also how do you feel now that she's off the tour?