Michael POV
Calum was looking at his phone and I was worried about him. He ran away from home, I don't know in detail what happened, but I am sure it is no good. He has nowhere to go, and it bothers me. I took a stranger to my house, I am insane, I don't even know him. Michael, calm down, you are just doing the right thing. I always think about the worst before the good. I mean he could be really nice instead of the stereotypical "this stranger may be a serial killer" thing. I hate when people do that, everyone deserves a shot. Suddenly a question pops into my mind.
"Calum? Can I ask you something?" I asked him carefully. He gave me an accepting nod. "What was the fight with you dad about? Don't worry, you do not have to answer." I asked him, he blankly stared at me as if I asked him to shoot someone. "I'll tell you, but please don't judge me. We got in a fight about my mental issues. I bought razors and he got mad again, he gets mad easily because of his drinking issues. He doesn't realize that the razors help me gain control." he tells me in a soft voice. I looked at the boy in disbelief, how could his dad be like that, he only made him feel worse about himself.
He inhaled deeply, holds it for a few second, then slowly he lets it go. "I'm sorry Calum if you ever need someone, I'm here for you okay?" I said to him. He gave me a small nod, you could see it was hurting him talking about it. I was thinking about a way to maybe make him feel better. "Maybe I could introduce you to some friends of mine, I am sure they will like you," I said to him. He nodded once again, he breaks his gaze from the floor and looks up to me. His eyes were still filled with pain. "Sure, I hope they don't think I'm weird," he said with a weak smile. "I bet they don't think that," I told Calum.
Calum POV
"Sure, I hope they don't think I'm weird," I said with my worse fake smile. Why can I not be like him? He is such a nice person, and he also looks good. Look at this boy. His hair, his eyes, the way he talks to me, it is all so perfect. I sound so gay right now, but it is the truth. When I realized that I am going to meet new people I am not so sure if can wear what I am wearing . I looked at my clothes, I am not sure if this is okay. Can I, or do I look like a hobo? I looked at Michael, he looks way better than me. I am wearing track pants and some sloppy shirt. He was wearing a band T-shirt, black skinny jeans and some all over black vans. "Is it okay if I change my clothes?" I asked Michael. He gave a small nod, assuring that I could. When I walked into the room where I previously placed my bag I quickly went through the bag. When I found my band shirt, that I quickly packed without looking, I was kinda happy. I took my skinny jeans and some socks and put those all together. I felt good in this outfit. I quickly shove back into my shoes and walked out the room back. When I walked into the living room, Michael seemed happy. " You listen to My Chemical Romance?" he asked happily. I gave Michael a small laugh and nod. Of course I did, I loved My Chemical Romance. Michael stood up from his seat and said "Shall we?" Again I gave him a small nod. We both walked to the door, me following Michael kinda like a puppy. He lets me go through first and then he closed the door and started walking to the car. Michael unlocked the car and we both hop in. When I put my seat belt on I sort of get nervous. I am getting introduced to people I do not know and they might don't even like me. I was so nervous. "Don't worry it will be fine," Michael said with a small smile painted over his face. I looked at the boy and gave him a small smile back. I was always the depressed guy in the corner of the room. The guy no liked and no one cared about. The flawed one. The useless one. The weirdo. I always was hiding for everyone because I did not wanted to be noticed, because I did not wanted to get hurt. But, whatever this was, it felt good.
Authors Note:
I like this chapter, I edited this and this a/n is in the edited version. So I hope y'all like this chapter, I do. It sorta expands a little more about what is gonna happen with the boys. Y'all see what happens next when I edit it too. Might add some new stuff there (:
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Fanfiction'A tear welled up in her eye, and felt of her cheek. More and more tears are coming up, but she wouldn't cry, she did but didn't like it all. "Calum, please let my wrist go" was the only thing she said with her shaky voice. She leaved her...
