Michael's Flower |M.G.C| AU

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*Kennedy's POV*

I didn't really want to leave Parker's house because that would settle in the fact that I couldn't talk to my main support system for the past few weeks. I didn't get to talk to him for a really long time, well, until Parker and Michael talk again. Ashton said that they'd make up fast but Michael didn't seem to ready to "kiss and make up". It seemed like he was ready to do the kissing part a long, long time ago. Ashton said that I was right about that, Parker said I was wrong but I don't think she watches enough Nicholas Sparks movies or read nearly enough fan fiction.

Anyway, going and sitting in my room, on my phone wasn't nearly as fun as it was when my phone held back and forth conversations with Calum.

I was sad, mad, and wanted a nap, not before opening my window first because it's always hot as all hell in my bedroom. Turning around from the window, I heard his voice from the now open window, instantly regretting the decision to open it. 

"Hi princess." I could hear some kind of fucking smirk in that boy's voice and I wanted, for some reason, to slap it off of his face. I quickly turned around and glared.

"What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk." He hopped down from the windowsill, beginning to back me against the wall.

"Ca-Calum, I'm sorry but I had to-"

"Had to what? Leave me hanging like that? Stop talking to me?" I quietly nodded in response.

"And for what reason, beautiful? Just to trick me? Just to what? What did I do to you that you had to hurt me like that?" Calum angrily whispered, and I will not lie, but it was really hot.

"I just- I want to be Sav's friend and you're friends with Michael and that makes things awkward and I don't want to have things awkward-" 

"Things wouldn't be awkward. Things would be ours. Now, let me tell you how things are going to be."

I was now fully against the wall, looking up at his eyes, that were clearly pissed at me. His hands were placed firmly on the wall on both sides of my head.

"W-what?"

"This is how things are going to go. That pretty little head of yours is going to think of every perfect date scenario, then that pretty little mouth of yours is going to vocalize it. Got that?" I nodded vigorously.

He continued speaking, moving his lips near my ear, "I pay attention to you, I listen to you, and I know you like me. Don't act like that short amount of time of time apart didn't affect you, too, baby girl."

At this point, I was fucked up by him. He looked pissed, hot, adorable. All at once but I needed to stand up to him because of that whole 'Sisters before misters' thing. 

"Calum, I didn't miss you."

He smirked at me, "I just said 'affected', I didn't suggest that you missed me."

God fucking dammit, "Well, I didn't."

"Okay," he giggled, still maintaining the sexiness, "whatever you say, princess."

"You need to leave." I began to push his body away, which only resulted in his hands gripping my wrists tightly and pulling our faces closely together once again. 

"I don't think so, babe. You're coming on some sort of date with me. I know you like me in that way, and you know damn well that I reciprocate those feelings. I'm not asking- telling you anything but a date. Got it?" I nodded furiously in response. 

"Good girl." His scowl quickly turned to a cheeky grin as he leaned down to kiss my forehead and then my nose, "I'll text you, alright? Mum needs me to stop to pick up tea before dinner."

My cheeks heated up as he pulled away, and stayed warm until he climbed back out of my window.

Calum fucking Hood will be the death of me.

 I kid you not, he's been there the most for me since I've moved here. I got anxiety, and got sad about missing my old town and he would just cuddle me and help me through those things. Even more so when I got stressed about school or other things, he helped. 

Maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to just ignore him.