Invisible (Cake BoyXBoy )

Chp 12!

(Kind of a filler sorry,but I hope you like it X )

Calum's P.O.V:

Like everyone I have nightmares.
Most people about vampires,zombies ghost or murders!
But me? I wish....
The worst nightmare I've ever had is my mirror.
'Oh god so frighting!'I bet your thinking.But it is...

To think an oval shape of reflective glass can make you believe what you see is who and what you are.
In the mirror I see a boy,with tanned skin,brown eyes and messy hair.
In my reflection that's all I am...

To most people I will be that so called reflection lost in an endless world of generation after generation.
Each person that passes me on the street choosing to ignore me,doesn't know me, but only sees me for my appearance.

I can't change my appearance I can't make myself look undefinably handsome or happy.
The mirror doesn't help it's just amplifies any physical flaws you could possibly see in yourself.

Society is a horrible place..

I will never be a model. I am forever ugly. But that's sticks out like a sore thumb,as people judge first,by looks and not by personality or character.

If no one knew what they looked like, there wouldn't be people wanting to fix themselves in an artificial way!
Like I wouldn't see the bags under my eyes and the very faint scar above my eye from when I was four years old.

People wouldn't care, I wouldn't care! It would be the smile painted on your face or the twinkle in your eye,over what brand of lipstick your wearing?
But it doesn't matter.

That's why mirrors are my worst nightmare.
They reflect your appearance, which your brain tells you 'that's who you are'.
That face you see? Everyone else sees and will judge you on, not matter how much make up you put on.

It only matters who you are under those layers of mascara,eyeshadow, foundation,skin and bone.

Wait?Me? Heh....

A broken boy stood in absolutely nowhere trying to get out.

"Calum Dinners ready!" My mum called causing me to jump from my chair causing the wheels to move which such velocity they stopped flipping the chair over carrying me with it.

I groaned with the impact to the floor.
As my bedroom door swung open bashing off the wall.

"Hey bitch, it's spaghetti bolognese my favourite so hurry up" Luke smiled grabbing my hand pulling me up off the floor.

"Okay psycho...." I smiled warily following him down the stairs.

Leaving my thoughts subside as the butterfly's from Luke's touch began swarming my brain in determination to make it their home.

I DON'T THINK ANY OF THAT MADE SENSE IM SORRY ! ITS 10 PAST 12 IN THE NIGHT IM WRECKED!
BUT IF IT MAKES SENSE AND YOU LIKE IT MAKE SURE TO VOTE AND COMMENT AS I LOOOOVVVEEE TO HEAR WHAT YOU GUYS HAVE TO SAY AND ANY SUGGESTIONS/QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE FOR THIS STORY!

LOVE YOU ALL XX
-Sarah >•<