Chapter 45

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Luke Hemmings
This is your fault
  That's all I could think about. If I didn't take so long to divorce my wife maybe she wouldn't have dated calum, or fallen for Ashton again. This thought stayed in my head as I drove around town looking for my girl.
  Next thing I knew I was in calum hoods drive way, contemplating if I should beat the shït out of him.
Knock knock
  I want patiently in front of calum's house waiting for a answer. Suddenly the door opens to reveal someone who isn't calum.
"Hello can I help you..?" The young male said in a rather rude tone
  "Hey is calum home?" I asked awkwardly.
Who is he
  "Umm no bro. You must be one of his friends that he's been talking about, I'm chris" he said extending his hand for me to shake.
Chris
  "Oh yes I am... I'm zach"
I don't know what came over me, but thing I know I'm sitting on their family couch lying to chris about who I am.
   "So do you know what happened between Kate and hood?" Apparently calum's friends call him hood.
When I say Kate, Chris's face turns into a smirk.
"Yeah.. I do" he says with a chuckle
"What happened?"
"She's my ex. Do you know if Ashton's in town? I want to make a deal with him guarding my slütty ex"
Ashton.
"Chris I'm home!"
Shït. I quickly get up and run out of the house through the back door before calum could see me. I hear chris yelling zach, and calum yelling my real name.
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Kate Astro
Inhale
Exhale
Smoke clouded my eyes as I sit on the slide of the playground I found.
"Hey stranger" a too familiar voice said.
"Michael go away" I say with a sigh
"I just want to talk to you" he says taking a seat next to me, ruffling his freshly dyed purple hair.
"About?" I say turning to face him
"Why you're sitting on a playground a town over from where you live smoking a joint" he says with a slight chuckle
"Stressed" is the only thing I can say.
How about? I'm in love with my teacher, my abusive ex boyfriend is back, and my sister is fücking with the guy that popped my cherry?
"A joint is stressed. Running away is something more babe" he says with a concerned look
"Why do you care? You wanna try taking my bag again? Go right ahead"
"I don't want your bag dümbass. I want to help because right now you look like a girl who needs someone to talk too, or she is going to kill herself" he says finally snapping.
"I'm not that kind of girl to kill herself over a guy"
"But you are the kind of girl to let a guy make him who you are" he says emphasizing you.
  "Not true. I am who I am, no matter who I'm dating" I say while crossing my arms
  "You dated calum and dyed your hair pink and started smoking. I can only imagine what you would do if we were dating" he says with a slight smirk on his face.
  "I-I"
  "I know I'm right" he says placing his hand on mine, taking the joint away. He continues saying softly "let me help you"
  "I-i can't go home Michael"
  "You don't have too. You can stay with me until you're ready" he says getting up, and extending his hand to me
  "Thank you Michael" I say while accepting his offer to help me up.
  "One thing though, no smoking" he says raising an eyebrow.
  "Deal"
You'll be okay. You can trust Michael.
Should I trust Michael?
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