Cliché (A 5SOS Fan Fiction)

seven.

All Sadie wanted to do was spend time with Michael. No matter how much I tried to convince her that we should spend time with Calum, that Calum was just as cool as Michael, she refused. She claimed that Calum was nowhere near as awesome.

So we spent a lot of time at the boys' apartment in the past few days. The past two nights, we'd even slept over. Tonight, Michael and Sadie had fallen asleep watching a cartoon marathon.

"Why doesn't she like me?" Calum asked, frowning. We had just crawled into his bed. I sighed, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"She doesn't dislike you, babe. You've been trying. Michael just..." I paused, trying to find the right words. "Michael has the mentality of an eight year old. You're more mature." I told him. He just sighed, turning towards me.

"As long as you like me more than you like him, I guess I'll be alright." He said. I felt a tightening in my chest; a mixture of anger, surprise, and guilt. How was I supposed to respond?

I'd been trying really hard the past few days, since we'd talked after going to the zoo. I was trying to be better to him. I wanted him to know that I cared about him. I'd hardly even talked to Michael, and I could tell he was hurt by it. But I needed to make things better with Calum.

I looked over at Calum, who looked anxious, waiting for me to answer him. He hadn't worded it as a question but I knew he was asking.

"You're a dork. Of course I like you more than him." I confirmed. He smiled widely, before kissing down my neck.

I woke up to light knocking on Calum's bedroom door, and I immediately knew that it was Sadie. I jumped out of bed and opened the door, hoping everything was alright. When I saw her, her cheeks were stained with tears.

"Ronnie, I had a bad dream. Can I come sleep with you?" She asked, hiccuping slightly. I turned to look back at Calum, who was sprawled out in the middle of the bed. I couldn't turn my sister down, not a chance in hell, but there was barely even room for me.

"Let's go to Michael's room, okay? We'll put him on the couch so we can sleep together. Calum sucks at sharing his bed." I picked her up, even though she was way too old to be carried like a toddler, and made my way down the hall to Michael's bedroom.

The door was wide open, and Michael was curled up on his side on the left side of his surprisingly big bed. When Sadie and I entered the room, he jolted up immediately.

"Veronica? Are you okay?" He squinted in the dark. "Are you okay, Sadie?" Sadie shook her head no.

"I had a bad dream." She whimpered, crawling onto his bed. "Ronnie said we were gonna kick you out of your bed and sleep here because Calum is a bed hog." I felt myself blush, and silently thanked god that it was pitch black in Michael's room.

Michael just chuckled.

"Of course you guys can have my bed. I'll go out on the couch. I hope you have a better sleep, kiddo." He pulled her in for a hug before standing up and walking towards me.

"We're alright, right? You haven't been talking to me." He said quietly, looking me directly in the eye. I tried to keep making eye contact, but failed.

"I'm just trying to make things a bit easier for Cal. This has nothing to do with you." I whispered. I looked up and instantaneously regretted it. The sad look on his face made my heart ache inside my chest. "I'm sorry, Michael." He just nodded his head.

"It's fine, Ronnie. I'll see you in the morning." He left the room, and I felt my heart break a little bit.

He'd never called me Ronnie before.