Can You Keep A Secret? [DISCONTINUED]

3

Hello hello hello.

Calum opened the door slowly, as not to disturb Michael. The three lads walked at a snails pace into the room and sat on the floor opposite the couch where Michael was sat, not moving as he breathed in and out in an attempt to calm himself down.

"You alright Mike?" Ashton asked in a slight whisper. He didn't want to startle the lad after what had just happened, he was sure Michael was beating himself up over it on the inside.

"Yeah." Michael sighed, lifting his head up to look at his bandmates, tears on the edge of toppling out of his eyes. Calum, Luke and Ashton shared a look before looking back to Michael.

"Erm, Mike." Calum started. Michael looked over at Calum, waiting for him to continue. "DO you know what happened out there?"

The room was silent, still while Michael debated telling the lads what had happened. Did he dare? After a few minutes, he nodded.

"You wanna tell us?" Calum queried gently. Michael nodded, taking in a deep breath.

"I happened." Michael began. "The thunder, the lightning, the rain, it was all me."

The three lads sat there in shock at the words that had just come out of Michael's mouth. In the back of their minds, they had been expecting something like that, but it's not something you expect to hear from someone you have been friends with for around 10 years.

"No." Luke spoke first. He didn't want to believe that there was something wrong with Mikey, something strange. It wasn't possible in his point of view.

"What do you mean 'No'?" Michael asked, feeling rather upset. Luke couldn't just go around denying reality. Especially since he knew. He looked at Michael, he saw what happened on that stage and he still denied it. Michael just didn't know how Luke could be so blatant.

"You're joking. There is no way that you are telling the truth." Ashton answered for Luke. Michael snorted and shook his head, they were all so naive.

"And what evidence do you have to back that up?" Calum asked. Michael perked up a little, someone was on his side.

"It is not physically possible that Michael could have created a thunderstorm INSIDE AN ARENA!" Ashton bellowed, standing up. The drummer looked rather fired up about it all. He was probably still running on the adrenaline always created by shows.

"YOU DON'T KNOW HIM!" Calum exploded, standing up and pushing Ashton away by his chest. Calum wasn't being rational, neither were, and that led to unnecessary confrontation.

"OH, AND YOU DO?" Ashton shouted, pushing Calum back.

"BETTER THAN YOU DO!" Calum snapped, shoving Ashton once again.

"AND WHY IS THAT?" Ashton yelled, striding back over and placing his pointer finger on Calum's chest.

"BECAUSE I WENT TO SCHOOL WITH HIM!" Calum hollered, slapping Ashton's hand away and pushing him onto the floor. "AND YOU ONLY KNOW HIM BECAUSE YOU WERE THE ONLY DAMN DRUMMER AVAILABLE ON THE DAY OF THAT GIG!"

"I WAS THE ONLY DRUMMER WHO WOULD AGREE TO PLAY WITH YOU STUPID NIMRODS!" Ashton retaliated, flipping Calum onto the ground and straddling him, holding his arms to the floor with his legs.

"WE MADE YOU FAMOUS!" Calum argued, struggling under Ashton's hold.

"YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE WITHOUT ME!" Ashton challenged, his fist connecting with Calum's face at full force. It took a few seconds for everyone to process what had just happened.

Ashton jumped up in shock, walking to the other side of the room, muttering to himself as he went. Luke got up to assist Calum, helping him up and checking his face gently.