Princess in Disguise [ Michael Clifford ]

Four

+ Calum +

"Ella, What happened?" I asked, pointing in her arm. We just arrived at the party and that's when I noticed her bandage.

"Oh, Mr. Soft paws scratched me." She said. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Who's Mr. Soft paws?" I asked.

"My cat." She smiled. We all entered the house and the loud music and smell of alcohol welcomed us.

"Hey Cal!" Said Tris, before kissing my cheek.

"Hey Babe." I winked, making her giggle. I looked over to Ella, she looked scared.

"Ella, you okay?" I asked, she nodded. Clearly, she wasn't. So, I took her hand into mine.

"It's okay." I said, giving her a reassuring smile. Michelle greeted us and she talked to Ella, I really don't mind anyway. I pulled my hand away and went to get some drinks.

"Does this have alcohol in it?" I asked, pointing at the punch.

"Uh, no?" Said some random guy, before he took a sip of his own drink.

Suddenly, I heard some yelling and laughing to the living room. What the fuck? I made my way through the crowd and saw Ella with white substance all over her. Ashton and Luke are nowhere to be seen and Michael is laughing at her. This is so fucked up. I was about to help Ella, when this two seniors stopped me.

"Don't even try, Prince Charming." Said the first guy. I punched him hard in the face, making him fall.

The second guy punched me in the stomach and I tackled him on the floor. I threw Punches after punches in his face. His mouth is bleeding and he already have a black eye. Luke and Ashton pulled me away and held me.

"You are fucking sick! People like you are the reason why this society is fucked up." I yelled and pointed at them. Everyone was shocked and silent.

I pulled away from them and went to go look for Ella. I found her outside, sitting on the sidewalk.

"Ella?" I asked, she looked at me and smiled.

"Hey Calum." She said, biting her lip. I sat beside her and I placed my arms around her.

"I am sorry about them." I said, trying to lift up her mood a little.

"It's nothing. It's just a simple prank. that's normal, right?" She asked, she sounds like it's a normal thing.

"Ella, It is not normal. You may find everything around here normal because you haven't exprience any of those back where you are from." I said.

"Then how do I be normal?" Asked Ella.

"I don't know. Listen to bands?" I asked before I shrugged my shoulders.

"I listen to bands." She said, making me chuckle.

"What band?" I asked with a smile.

"The 1975." She said, before chuckling on her own and wiping her nose.

"Those were Alternative bands. Listen to like Punk rock bands." I suggested.

"Really? What band?" She simply asked.

"Like.. All time low, Green Day, Blink-182, My Chemical Romance, The Kill-" I said, but she cutted me off.

"Woah woah. That's too much." She giggled.

"Alright, Just listen to Blink-182 and tell me what you think." I said, smiling. She nodded a little.

"What happened to your hands?" She said. She grabbed my hand and took a good look at it.

"Oh my god, what did you do?" She said. She pressed the bruises a little, making me wince.

"That's nothing." I said. She stood up and pulled me up.

"We're going home." She said. We walked home and luckily she have a spare key.

Ella grab the first aid kit from the bathroom and started to aid my bruised and bleeding knuckles. I wince a little making her stop.

"I am so sorry." She said, crunching her nose a little.

"It's alright." I said, making her continue. After that, she wrapped a bandage on my knuckles.

"Done!" She said. She looks really proud of her work.

"Thanks, Ella." I said, thanking a look on my bandaged hand.

"You could watch something there. I'll take a bath." She said before I nodded. She went upstairs and I am all left alone. I opened the DVD and I put in The Internship. I love this movie! After few minutes, Ella went down with her pajamas.

"Are you hungry?" She asked, flopping down the sofa beside me.

"Kind of." I said. To be honest, I am starving.

"Well, I can cook something." She said.

"Pizza's good." I said. All hail pizza!

"Pizza is hard to make." She said, pouting a little. Why does she need to be so damn cute? Wait, what?

"No, I mean we could order a pizza." I smiled a little, making her nod.

"Alright, but how?" She asked again. I grab my phone and ordered Pizza. Ella sat beside me and she put her head on my shoulder.

"Comfy?" I asked with a smile. She nodded a little then looked up to me.

"Yep." She said then smiled back. We are talking about few things about ourselves. I learned that she likes cats, a lot. After a box of Pizza and almost 2 movies later, I saw Ella asleep beside me. I carried her and put her into her bed.

"Goodnight, Ella." I whispered.

"Nanite, Cal." She muttered. I left her room and I saw Michael entered.

"Calum?"He slurred. He's obviously drunk.

"Michael." I said, glaring at him.

"Have you seen Ella?" He laughed, before letting out a small yawn.

"She's in her room." I said, pointing up stairs.

"She got pranked tonight." He said, as he flopped down the couch. "

"I noticed, Michael." I frowned.

"Does she deserve them?" He said, staring into the ceiling.

"No." I said. Even though Michael's my best friend, I could tell that he is really a huge douche.

"You're right. She doesn't deserve it." He said, as he rubs his bloodshot eyes.

"Thanks for protecting her, Cal." He said.

"Thank you for protecting her from me." He said, as he slowly fell asleep.

To be honest, I don't like Ella. I don't like her in a romantic way. I like her as a friend. I am in love with someone else. Her name is Arleen. Sadly, She don't love me like I love her. Enough with drama. I just wanted Ella to be accepted. I just want her to be happy, like Arleen, without me.

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Yay! Cal's POV! Drunk Michael is much nicer, right? Do you want to meet Arleen? Or nah? Comment if you do! Vote please! I lurf you! :-)