Voodoo Doll (boyXboy)

Chapter Ten, Blurry Vision And Cloudy Thoughts

Chapter Ten, Blurry Vision And Cloudy Thoughts

(Calum's POV)

Michael was talking, but it sounded like he was talking under water. After Michael stopped talking, he walked out the door. Then I turned around, the room seemed to move, everything seemed to be blurry. Ashton spoke, but I could barely hear what he said, it was fuzzy. Luke walked up towards me and talked, my hearing coming back to normal.

"Are you ok?" he asked, I sat down in one of the desks and tried to shake off the weird feeling that came over me. It was probably just a head ache.

"Yeah, just got a head ache" I said, Ashton slammed his hand down hard on the desk and pointed at me.

"I HAVE BEEN GETTING THOSE LIKE CRAZY!" he yelled, suddenly someone opened the door and stuck there head in, it was the secretary, Miss. Petro

"Hey! Shush!" she yelled into the room, slamming the door as she left. Ashton cleared his throat.

"I have been having those like crazy" he said in a whispered voice, I looked at the ceiling. I never got head aches this bad before, I wondered what had happened. Then, another question popped in my head.

"Where's Michael?" I asked out loud, Luke and Ashton looked at me as if I was stupid.

"You're not serious, are you?" Luke asked me, I looked at him, then at Ashton. There facial expressions unchanged. Had I missed something?

"No, seriously where did Michael go?" I asked, Ashton pointed to the door.

"You took the blame for him and the teacher let him go" Luke assured me. My eyes widened. I didn't do anything like that! It was as much Michael's fault as mine upstairs, why would I take the blame? I ran my hands through my hair and then slammed the back of my hand down on the desk, flipping my hand over to show my palm and gesturing to the general direction of Luke.

"Your full of shit, man" I said, Ashton raised his eyebrows at me, leaning towards me in such surprise

"How bad is your head ache?" Ashton asked me. I closed my eyes and held my head, I didn't remember saying any of that stuff, but apparently I did. How bad was my head ache? Because I really had no idea what I just did, but apparently I got Michael out of detention.

"Yeah, you got him out and he said something like 'I'll promise to repay you. With something good'" Luke said, the voice Luke used when he said 'with something good' made my face go red. Part of me wished Michael didn't mean it that way, but yet, the other part of me wished he did. Suddenly the door opened, and the secretary, Miss. Petro walked in.

"Luke Hemmings and Ashton Irwin you are free to go. I have informed your parents on what took place early this morning in your business class and they will be expecting you home. You are both here by suspended for a week. Be glad you didn't get expelled, that will certainly be the consequence if it happens again" she said, and Luke and Ashton didn't argue. They knew they got off easy. They both stood up and walked out of the detention room and out of the office. Now, Miss. Petro turned to me.

"Calum Hood, Miss. Christina said that she caught you beating up Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson," I stood up, placing my palms flat on the desk.

"It was self defense, they were hurting me, so I fought back" I argued, Miss. Petro looked at me with sympathy.

"And Michael had nothing to do with it?" she asked, I was about to argue the fact that he did. He had more to do with it then me, but, then I thought about what Luke said Michael told me. 'I'll repay you. With something good' and with those words repeating around in my head, I decided not to toss Michael under the bus.

"No ma'am, Michael had nothing to do with it. Just me" I said, Miss. Petro pointed her eyes to the ceiling, tapping her fingers on her crossed arms as she did so. Then she looked at me again, same sympathy in her eyes.

"I'm letting you off with a warning, just because I know Louis and Niall like to start trouble. Better be carful around Miss. Christina though, she's furious. She thinks you broke Louis' arm or something" she said, I smiled. I really did like Miss. Petro, she was kind, despite what everyone said about her being that mean secretary. I was excused from detention and went off to find Michael.

Just as I walked out of the office, the bell rang. I let out a sigh of relief, Michael was in my second period class, English. So, if I could get passed Math quickly, it was only a matter of time before I could get to English and talk to Michael, maybe he could shed some closure on what happened in the detention room.

As I planned, math went by fast. I receved a couple of taunts from Harry about how I couldn't do trigonometry right, then I was the first one to hand in my quiz while Harry sat there staring at the wall, getting his ripped skinny jeans in a bunch. And, as if I was ironically set to do this, I walked out of the class when the bell rang and Harry crumpled his paper into the garbage.

I walked across the hall to my English class, where to my surprise Michael was already in. I sat down in the desk beside him, hoping my teacher, Mr. Mascaranes, wouldn't get to to mad about me switching seats for today. I tapped Michael on his titled back as I sat down, jokingly copying Michael's hunch over his desk.

"Bad posture in high school? That's not such a good sign" I laughed, Michael laughed to but a little unsurly. I decided I'd jump right into my questions.

"So, this morning I bailed you out of detention?" I asked, Michael nodded and looked away from me. Why was he acting so weird.

"I really don't remember that, but, you said it, Luke and Ashton said it, so I must have. Weird... Guess I need some more sleep, don't you think?" I asked, Michael smiled slightly and let a little laugh slip out of his mouth. It was breathy and short, but it was a laugh.

"Are you ok?" I asked, Michael took a deep breath in and bit his lip, almost making me melt in the process.

"Mhmm..." he said, but his facial expression said otherwise. I raised my eye brow to indicate the fact that I wasn't to sure he was ok. He let go of his lip and took a loud sigh.

"Fine, I'm still a little worried about Louis, Niall and Justin... They obviously weren't done with us. Also Luke and Ashton, did they get in any trouble that you know of?" Michael asked, I nodded, pulling my backpack onto my desk and starting to unzip it.

"They got suspended for a week, next week that is, since today is Friday" I said, pulling my binder out of my bag. Michael smiled and then his face lit up, as if he had just remembered something.

"Oh! I forgot to ask. I know we just met and all but, you, Luke and Ashton are such nice people. I was wondering if you guys wanted to come over my house maybe? Stay the night? I want to say sleepover but that might sound too girly..." Michael giggled under his breath, I smiled at him and felt an urge to shout 'yes' though out our English class, but I used the shred of self control I had to calm myself down and restrain from screaming.

"Sure, I'd love to 'sleepover'" I said in a joking manner, Michael smiled again and then I saw a little blush crawl across his cheeks. This kid was trying to kill me now with the lip biting and the cute little giggle.

"I'll make sure to ask Luke and Ashton as well" I said, Michael nodded then placed his backpack on the ground, unzipping it quickly, pulling out his binder then zipping it back up very fast.

This brought my attention to his bag, and I saw something that looked like a stuffed toys leg sticking out, with what looked a lot like Justin's golden surpas he always wore. Another question came to my head, Michael is so protective over his backpack... What exactly was he hiding in there? Because he was going way overboard for a little stuffed toy he had proclaimed he had in there.

"I don't know how you kept me up all night or how I got this tattoo"