<{ Fear }><{ Michael Clifford }>

6

'But why would you do that? That's mean'

'It's not mean. It's called fun'

'Throwing a cake in someone's face isn't funny, Calum'

'Oh, come on. You liked having frosting on your face. Plus, Michael licked it off of you'

'Calum, don't even start'

'But Sheaaaaaaa'

'Nooooooo'

I continued stirring the tomato sauce I was making for Spaghetti.
Yesterday wasy birthday and Calum threw a piece of cake in my face.
And there he was.
Michael.
He literally licked the frosting off of my face.
I love Michael, but licking is something I can't stand.
I felt two hands wrap around my waist from behind.
Instinctively, I turned around and pecked Michael's lips.
But it wasn't Michael.
It was Calum.

I pushed him off as he just stood there in shock.

'Why did you do that, Calum?!Mikey is gonna be so mad!'

'He won't be mad if he doesn't know about it'

'I didn't mean to kiss you'

'I know, you thought it was Michael. It's okay. Let's just forget about it'

I nodded, turned around and continued making dinner.
But the fact that I kissed Calum was eating me alive.
I felt guilty and I don't know if I could look Michael in the eye now.
Then, I heard the door gently close, and the bleach blonde haired boy walk over to me.

'Hello there. What do we have here?'

He pecked my lips.
Guilt instantly washed over me.
He sat at the counter,placing the groceries on it.

'I'm gonna watch some TV. I'm exhausted'

'Kk'

I said, pouring the pasta in the sauce and stirring it up.
I placed it on three plates, putting it away to cool.
I sat next to Michael on the couch.
He smiled at me, placing his head in my lap.
We watched the TV, when I felt something on my neck.
Calum kissed my neck.

I gave him a death glare, as he just winked and walked away.
I hate his guts now...