Second Chances || Malum [au]

ONE

I believe in second chances as much as the next person but this time my girlfriend Ally messed up far too much.

"Ally, please just go, we're over." I scoff.

"Cal, please, I'm begging you for another chance." Ally pleads. I'm used to this. I'm the schools number 1 'lady killer' and I hate it. I've had girls crawling all over me since freshman year. It's who I am now.

"Ally, goodbye." I finally say ending this pitiful conversation we've just had about our breakup. I can't stand seeing girls like this. It sickens me, I find a girl who is willing to get to know me and they just cheat on me.

My last 3 girlfriends have cheated on me. Most of them claiming it was because we never had sex and they needed that. I couldn't help it though, whenever I get to third base with a girl I stop, like something is telling me I can't have sex with them. I'm a senior for Gods sake! Why can't I get laid?

I walk up to my friends who are way to excited to hear about my latest breakup.

"So how did this one take it mate?" My close friend Luke says.

"Not very well, she said that she can help me and that we are perfect for eachother then pleaded for my presents in her life basically." I say normally.

"Damn Cal these girl just can't get enough of your charming native features." My other friend Ashton says, taunting my native New Zealand heritage.

"I feel bad everytime." I huff out. These girls drain me.

"It'll be okay mate." My best friend Michael says to me, "let's go to my place and have a guys night." Michael suggests. We all nod, thank God I decided to breakup with Ally after school or I would've been a downer all day.

We get to Michaels house and play Fifa 14 for hours until Luke and Ashton have to go home. It's regular for me to stay at Mikeys house for longer than the other guys, we are best friends after all.

"Kind of shit about Ally isn't it." Michael speaks up.

"Yeah I guess, something with all these girls at our school, am I right?" I laugh nervously.

"Calum..." Michael starts quietly, "are you sure you aren't, you know-"

"Gay? No Mikey, no way." I'm not gay. I'm sure of it, I think.

"Aha, okay Cal." Michael says with something seemingly on his mind.

We play Fifa for a good 5 minutes before Michael pauses the game. I look over at him, and with one swift motion Michaels lips are on mine.

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