Broken Waves

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yooo another update. so this chap and the next chap will be short but this is going up to the climax of the story. it is gonna get really good. 

Dedication: Larry_Lashton for the inspiration for this story and all of my others stories.. pretty much my inspiration to aspire my writing. Go follow her. Like right now. Do it. I'm waiting. Have you followed her yet? Good. 

-=+=-

"Mark hurry up!" Calum shouted at his boyfriend.

Mark smiled sweetly, peeling out from behind the drywall that separated the kitchen from the living room and dining room. Mark had kindly offered to make us dinner. He even offered to make our plates and I mean, who were we to argue. He claimed that his mother was a great cook and taught him how to make killer egg rolls and won-ton soup.

"It's almost done! I'm making y'alls plates now!" Mark said with a smile. He never smiled this much but I just assumed he really liked cooking.

We took this as a cue to sit at our places at the dinner table. Well Calum and Ashton had changed places since Mark showed up. Our table seats six, two on the long sides and one on each end. Calum and Ashton used to sit across from Michael and I on the long sides but now Ashton had been kicked out by Calum to sit at one of the short ends so Mark could sit next to Calum. I could tell that Ashton was not happy at all with this new seating arrangement but he wasn't going to argue since mark was the one providing him with food, and god knows that boy can eat.

Soon plates full with rice, egg rolls, Rangoon and chicken were sitting in front of us on our place mats with small bowls of won-ton soup off to the side. Michael's plate was the last to be served.

"I even made sweet and sour sauce! Who wants some?" Mark asked.

Michael immediately piped up, "Yes please!" Followed by Calum, Ashton and I nodding our heads quickly.

Mark left to the kitchen and returned a few moment's later with little individual containers of the sweet smelling liquid, setting them beside each of our plates.

After that, we poured the sauce over our food and dug in. Mark really was a great cook.

-=+Mark's POV+=-

(I'll stop switching point of views soon, I promise!!)

I watched from across the table as Michael dug into his food. I never really liked the boy. But now it was no doubt that I hated him.

Calum must have noticed me staring at Michael and quietly asked, "What'cha staring at babe?"

"Nothing," I muttered before digging into my food. Everything was fine at first, people happily eating. Then I noticed something that made my day. Michael had casually poured the sweet and sour sauce over his rice. Somebody was going to pay. Yes the pay day will be in a long time but it'll be worth it. Mark my words it will be worth it.   

so yeet. 

QOTD: What shirt are you wearing right now? 

AOTD: A white sweater with Calum Hood's tattoos on it where they are on my baby