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Nicholette's Fanfic-Calum

Warning: If you are sensitive to self-harm, suicidal thoughts, etc., please skip to the next part.

Nicholette's P.O.V:

   "Fuck" I mumble as the ice cold blade slides across my left wrist. Little drops of blood form, and some fall onto the tile floor of the bathroom in my apartment. I wince from the pain of the new cuts on my arm. I clean myself up, and hide the blade in a small safe, that I've never told anyone the combo to. I mean, if I did, it wouldn't be much of a safe anymore. I put on a long sleeve shirt, despite the blazing heat on the outside of my apartment door. I grab my car keys, and my cell phone, and head out to a bar.

   I don't even care that I'm under age, getting wasted is my ticket to forget about my troubles.

I pull up to a random bar, and show them my fake ID that I created when I was 18, posing myself as someone who is 22. Now I'm 20, so now its like I'm 24. Soon enough I'll be able to use my real ID. Finally.

    I walk in, and sit down in one of those chairs that spin in a full circle. The bartender comes up, and asks me what I want. "Give me... a Bloody Mary" He nods, and starts to make my drink. I look down at my wrists, and notice my long sleeve shirt rolled up a little, so now you can see my cuts. I pull the sleeves back down, then just continue waiting for my drink. The bartender hands me my drink, and I hand him the cash. I take a long sip. While I do, I see a boy, sitting next to me, just staring at me. He has chocolate brown eyes, tan skin, and a jawline so sharp he could cut my finger if I touched it. His brown hair was short, and styled just right. He wore a black t-shirt, that read- "Nirvana" in yellow print. There was a smiley face, also yellow, with X eyes. and a crocked smile with its tongue sticking out on the right side of its mouth. He wore skin tight denim black jeans, and vans. Okay, totally not going to choke on my drink while looking at him. But, the one question that filled my head was, why was he staring back at me?

Calum's P.O.V:

   I stare at the mysterious girl. Her wavy black hair lays perfectly on her shoulders. Her ice blue eyes are so beautiful and still. She's wearing a black long sleeve shirt, and blue denim shorts. Her shoes were a pale gray, and she wore mismatched socks. Hah, just like the guys and I. I look at her wrists, and notice multiple cuts lined on them. Oh dear god, she's... suicidal? Depressed? I don't know. But I don't think that would be the best thing to say to her first. When she finally puts her drink down, is when I finally speak up. 

Nicholette's P.O.V:

"Uh, hey" the strange boy says, running his fingers through his hair. FUCK. SHIT. FUCK. CALUM HOOD FROM 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER JUST SPOKE TO ME OH MY FUCKING FUCK. UH. HOW DID I NOT RECOGNIZE HIM?! BE COOL NICHOLETTE. BE... COOL. "H-Hey" I say, blushing. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKK. I run my fingers through my hair. "I'm Calum" He says to me with a smile. 

"Yeah uh... I know. I'm a fan of your band." I say to him. 

"Ah. Well it's such an honor to have a fan as beautiful and dazzling as you are" 

Okay, if he keeps this up... I'm going to be mistaken for a fire truck. "Did I flatter you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He clearly noticed my blushing. "Well... Yeah" I say, a little nervously. I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting night. 

*Nicholette and Calum are now in Calums car, heading to Nicholette's apartment because her car got towed. She had another car, anyways. The one her old roomate abandoned. Nicholette told Calum all about her suicidal thoughts, and how she wanted to get out of this town, and travel around.*

Nicholette's P.O.V: 

 We got back to my apartment, and I almost wanted to cry because the night was coming to an end. Calum walked me to my door. "Nicholette?" 

"Yeah Calum?" I reply, while giggling the keys into the lock. "Uh... I know we just met and all... And... well... you know how me and the guys are going on tour around the world soon?" 

"Uh, hell yeah" 

"Well... I'm allowed to bring a plus one... And I was wondering... Do you want to be that plus one?" I try to contain myself, but I can't. I hug him so tightly, i'm surprised he hasn't suffocated yet. "YES OF COURSE! Will you uh... Help me pack?"

"HELL YES!" 

*lots of packing later* 

This was all so sudden. I left my apartment with nothing but the furniture. We just met. This is every fans dream. But this fans dream just happened to come true.

A/N:

HEY GUYS! I HOPE YOU LIKED IT NICHOLETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WELL YEAH! Onto the other fanfics. BAIIIII