tired blue boy; malum af

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hey everyone its been a month jneiks

updates are very slow and im really sorry :-(

back to calums third person pov

but i am finally updating so heres a mf chapter

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calum knew himself a plan like this would be risky. for both tired blue boys sake, and his. and maybe even luke.

yes, luke. thats the help calum was going to need. how? he wasnt exactly sure, but what he did know that money would be involved.

for the rest of the period, calum and tired blue boy hung out in the bathroom together. they talked very little, because tired blue boy was hard to get to, but calum was always curious of what he was thinking. no matter what he asked, he either got a nod or a shrug in response. although it somewhat bugged him, he was respectful of it.

when it was near the end of the period, calum asked, "do you want to go back to class? it's almost over, so it doesnt matter. but i need to see ashton before he freaks out." michael half smiled, just because of how fond calum was of his friend. in response, he nodded, and they walked to the class they came from.

when they walked in, everyone stared. michael played with the hem of his sweater, trying to ignore all the eyes on him. calum glanced at him, then went to ashton. "where were you?? where did you go with him? i noticed," ashton immediately asked. calum smiled, "bathroom. and i have to tell you something."

during the 5 minutes of class, calum told ashton his plan. of course, ashton kept asking all these questions. calum simply ignored them. "i know what im doing, and he already agreed. i got this in the bag!" then the bell rang.

tired blue boy got up reluctantly, and waited for calum. "you ready?"calum asked, putting a hand gently on the boys shoulder. "um, yeah.." he said slowly, and then they walked out into the hall together.

weirdly, it felt different looking at him while being right next to him, compared to watching him from afar. calum took in all his facial features, especially the very light freckles that slightly coated his cheeks. he never misses anything. he also wrote it down in his journal.

when walking down the hallway, calum - not michael - received some looks. not necessarily bad ones, but not good either. "he-hes coming," tired blue boy quietly called. calum nodded, and looked his way, seeing that basic bitch. he saw the anger on that basic bitch's face form, as he stormed toward the two. when he reached them, he started growling, "who the hell is this? what the fuck are you doing?!"

like told, michael ignored him. "answer me, you little brat!" basic bitch yelled, grabbing his arm, and pressing down hard into it. he winced in response to the feeling, but calum came in clutch. being brave, he pushed harry off of him. "get the hell off of him. i know you. i know what you do to him!" suddenly, there was a group forming around the three. harry chuckled slightly, "is he- are you- are you sticking up for him?  did you really push me? oh, you dont do that." harry clocked calum right in the face, everyone gasped, and so did tired blue boy. "dont fucking get involved into my life! i dont care what you say, whoever you are." he looked at tired blue boy, "and you...ugh, you're so dumb! what the hell is with you? lets go." he grabbed a hold of tired blue boys wrist.

"no." michael said. "no, i wont go!" nobody has ever seen or heard tired blue boy talk back to harry. "excuse me?" he retorted, facing him. "i-i dont want to." the basic bitch was about to slap him, when calum pulled michael away. calum looked at tired blue boy for reassurance of his so called plan, and all he got was the same tired look.

before anything more could happen, calum took tired blue boys hand, and held it. "follow behind me," calum ordered politely, and he nodded. harry started following the two, but they quickly ran off.

they ran up to the roof of the school, and took the ladder down. he knew the basic bitch would be too dumb to figure out where they went and how they got down. so when they reached the ground, they sat down to where they weren't visible.

calum breathed heavily, "im really sorry. please believe me when i say that, because i am!" tired blue boy looked at him, "yo-you're helping. thats a-all that ma-matters." he gave a weak smile to calum, and he smiled back. "we're going to go to someone house; someone who can help you. us. whatever. trust me, okay?" calum eased, and michael nodded, "okay."

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together, they walked to lukes house. it was kinda far, but that didnt matter. "im proud. of you," calum suddenly said. michael was taken back from that, because nobody has ever been proud of him before. "wh-what?" was all he could get out. "for sticking up for yourself. it shows you're confident," calum replied, and michael smiled. not weakly, just a genuine grin. "thanks."

as they kept walking, they both got to know a little bit more about each other. calum learned that michaels favorite fruit was apples, and michael learned that calum really loves music. "i like it too," michael said, trying to start up a conversation. calum perked up, "really? what kind?"

"um, i like 80's and 90's...? and i like punk rock music...sometimes soft rock," michael replied, with no stutter whatsoever. "so do i! i actually play bass. its really fun, and a good hobby. i play it sometimes to clear my mind. it calms me alot and-- sorry, am i rambling?" michael was really amazed at how fond calum was of the bass. he could tell he really loved it.

"continue," michael pushed on, and calum smiled. he continued to talk about bass and the story behind of why he played in the first place, how he learned, what he did to buy one, etc. it felt good to talk about something you love to someone and they dont ignore you.

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they arrived to lukes house. "thanks for letting me talk about bass to you. but now, here we are. are you ready?" calum asked jokingly dramatic, making michael half smile. "yeah, i am." "one more thing: you havent stuttered in a while." always remember calum notices everything!

a pinkish red coated michaels cheeks, "oh, um, i guess..." calum smiled, and knocked on the door to lukes house. they waited a bit, then the same blonde haired boy opened the door. "what do you-- oh? calum?" he said curiously.

"yeah, its me. can i, or we, come in?" calum said, pointing to michael. lukes eyes widened when he saw michael, knowing he was the tired blue boy. "yeah, come in. ive heard of you; the infamous tired blue boy."

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