Collar Full |Malum|

Time to Dance

I titled this chapter after my favorite Panic song, and because it has to do with the chapter.

Try to make me laugh this chapter!

Qotd: First concert? If you haven't seen one yet, first cd you bought with your own money? Mine was Big Time Rush (it was for someone else, trust me) and the cd was either take me home or 5sos' SLSP EP and the 1975 (I bought them at the same time) or you can answer both!

After the long day, we were set free, and Michael and I decided to explore the hotel.

"Look!" Michael shouted from behind me. I was about to step inside the bowling ally they had, but I turned around to see him smiling down the hall. He was halfway inside a doorway, "Calum!"

I followed Michael into the room, decorated to the brim in fancy cloths, and minerals. The room sparkled around me, it was wide, with a slick tile-like flooring in the middle of it. Chandeliers dangled from the roof and velvet walls made me feel out of place.

I looked around the expensive room, there were gold tables scattered about with silver name cards at each seat. There were other long rectangular tables covered in ruby cloth with un filled platter tins on them. "Looks like a ballroom." I shrugged.

"Yeah, looks like they're having a party without us." Michael scowled. "How dare they."

"Michael..." I knew where this is going.

"Be quiet. We're crashing it, no questions asked, and you're my date." Michael simply said.

"We don't have proper clothes." I fired back.

"We'll stick out." He said, "Now go to our room and make yourself pretty. Looks like it will be starting soon."

I scoffed and made my way towards the door, I planned to find the nicest thing I had brought, which wasn't too fancy anyways. I felt a jolt behind me as Michaels hand grabbed my ass. I turned sharply and grabbed his wrist before he could yank it away. "Fast reflexes." I raised an eyebrow before letting go, he bit the inside of his cheek before laughing. I let go and ran to the elevator and got inside. The door closed before he could step inside, I stuck my tongue out at him as he stomped his foot before turning away.

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"What took you so long?" I sighed as I sat on my bed after fussing with my hair. "I saw you turned away before the doors closed."

"I had to check the time the party would be starting." Michael said, "they said they'd ring the room after looking at me like 'I'll bet a million bucks this dude would never make it on the guest list' " Michael sighed, "I bet they won't, we'll just have to wait until we hear snobby classical music."

I nodded, I got dressed in my gray button up sweater,worn out dark blue jeans and my white converse. I scrunched up my nose because I knew I'd look so out of place. I walked out of the bathroom to see Michael fairly well dressed. He had on a white shirt and a black dress coat over it, jeans, and black vans.

"Michaellll." I whined. "Now I'll be the only idiot there." I sulked.

"I'm always prepared." He winked and I sulked more.

"I'm not going." I protested. "Change. Please."

He looked at me for a moment. Contemplating wether to do it or not. "For me." I whined. "Please Michael." I begged.

"Fine." He caved in, and I cheered. He went into the bathroom and came out in a Game of Thrones T shirt.

"Lame." He admitted, "But better?"