Chapter 25 - Code Red

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Calum’s P.O.V

“Dude, what is taking Jordan so long?” Ashton was playing with his car keys, ready to go. 

“How am I suppose to know?” I laughed. 

“I don’t know man, just go check on her, I wanna go home.” He whined. 

“I can’t just go into a girl’s bathroom… that’s weird.” I mumbled.

“Just go check on her!” Mikey groaned. “You know, the reason why it’s probably taking her so long is ‘cuz you probably gave her herpes or something…”

My eyes widened and my head snapped up to stare at Michael. “WHAT?!”

Michael burst out laughing. “Chill man, I was kidding. You should have seen your face!”

“Jesus Michael, don’t do that!” I groaned.

Michael wiggled his eyebrows at me. “So… you two got it on huh?”

“What, no?” I frowned and played with my fingers nervously. 

Why am I nervous?

“Don’t lie, man. We saw you take her upstairs…” He winked.

“Wait… you think… you think Jordan and I had… sex?” I looked at Michael with wide eyes. 

“Dude, you just admitted it. Your reaction to the herpes thing gave it away! You can only give someone herpes if you have sex with them.” Michael laughed. 

Drunk Mikey is weird… 

Then I realised that he was right…

“Fuck, I’m so stupid.” I chuckled.

“So… you didn’t have sex with her?” He asked. 

“No! I didn’t want to take advantage of her.” I frowned.

“That’s my man!” Luke cheered. “She would never forgive you if you took advantage of her, you know?” 

“Yeah, I know. It’s just not what I wanted to do. It’s wrong…”

“Good. Don’t let the alcohol take over!” Luke laughed.

“Whatever.” I chuckled.

I checked the time on my phone. Jordan’s been gone for nearly 15 minutes. I understand that girls take longer to pee, but come on, that’s ridiculous. 

I sighed. “I’m going to go check on her.”

“Go!” The boys all yelled at me.

“Okay, okay, jeez!”

Just as I was about to walk in the direction Jordan went, I heard someone calling my name…

“Calum Hood?!” A boy around my age with brown hair yelled, looking around the club.

Who the hell is that? How does he know my name?

“Luke Hemmings?!” Another boy beside him called. 

I looked behind me at Luke. We shared a look – What the hell? 

“Michael?!” 

“Ashton?!”

They both called.

“Hey, how come you guys get last names and we don’t?” Michael pouted. 

I just shrugged. 

The boy with brown hair saw all four of us staring at him, and ran up to us. “Calum Hood?” He asked me.

“Yeah? How do you know my name?” I asked slowly.

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