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thirty five.

chapter thirty five:-

stella's pov:-

we walked into the house and looked around. everyone was dancing, drinking or making out.

why did i say yes to coming here? i thought.

everyone started leaving and heading to the dance floor, until it was just michael, calum and i left.

"great." i sighed. "now you guys are going to leave me, too."

"i won't!" calum smiled. "i'll stay by your side."

"me too." michael smiled at me, placing a kiss on my cheek.

calum and michael started drinking, but they didn't leave my side. calum only had a few drinks, while michael was really drunk.

"michael, enough drinking." i glared at him, pulling out the red plastic cup from his hand.

"i'm not done yet!" he pouted.

"no, you are."

"you're really pretty, stella." he smiled.

"thanks, mikey." i giggled.

"michael acts like a kid when he's drunk," calum said out of nowhere.

"he always acts like a kid." i laughed.

"hey!" michael yelled. "i'm right here!"

"sorry, buddy." calum smirked.

after ten minutes of michael playing with mine and calum's hair, while taking about some weird stuff, he finally stopped.

"i need to go to the bathroom." michael stood up.

"do you need help? you're too drunk to walk." i stood up too, holding his hand.

"no, i'm fine," he answered. "i can walk."

he walked away and now, it was just calum and i.

"thank you for not drinking a lot," i thanked him.

"no problem." he smiled. "i really wanted to spend time with you. i'd rather do that while i'm sober."

"you're sweet, cal." i hugged him.

he quickly hugged me back and we pulled away. we started talking about our lives, how i feel about leaving tomorrow, about their tour, we talked about everything and anything that came to our minds.

"dude, michael has been up there for like, thirty minutes," calum said, his voice showed that he was worried about his friend.

"i'll go check on him." i stood up and started walking.

"i'm coming with you."

we walked upstairs, away from the loud music and started looking for michael. we walked to all of the three bathrooms in this house, and he wasn't in any of them. we checked the bedrooms, the kitchen, everywhere. we couldn't find him.

there was only one room left, and i was starting to get worried. i should've helped him, instead of leaving him alone. i knew he was too drunk to leave on his own.

calum slowly opened the door and i heard him gasping.

"what?" i asked, feeling confused.

he didn't answer me. he just stood there, with his mouth wide open, not saying a word.

"calum, what's wrong?" i asked again, but still got no reply.

"can you move?" i started pushing him, but he wouldn't move.

"i say we go get a drink or something..." calum whispered.

"what did you see cal?"

"stella, go get me a drink, please?" calum closed the door and turned towards me, but avoided looking into my eyes.

"can you tell me what happened?" i was starting to get annoyed now.

"i'll tell you later, just go get me a drink." he raised his voice a little, but didn't yell at me.

"fine!"

i walked away and headed to the kitchen, feeling angry. why was he acting so weird? why didn't he tell me what he saw in there?

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calum's pov:-

i stood in front of the bedroom door, not knowing what to do or say. i didn't want to tell stella. i couldn't do it. and i didn't want her to see it. to see him.

a few seconds later, stella was back, with a drink in her hand.

"here you go." she gave me the cup. "now tell me, what's wrong?"

"you're not going to like this." i answered, drinking the liquid in the cup and throwing the cup away.

stella pushed me hard and walked to the door, pushing it open. when she looked inside, she whispered, "oh my god."

my heart shattered into millions of pieces. i slowly pushed her away and walked inside, pulling michael by the collar of his shirt and punching him in the face.

he didn't deserve someone like stella. michael is like my brother, and i love him. but right now, i don't know how to feel anymore.

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stella's pov:-

i stared at my boyfriend, who was on top of a different girl, with my eyes wide open. i couldn't move, i couldn't speak. i didn't know what to do.

calum slowly pushed me and walked into the room, grabbing michael by the collar of his shirt and punching him in the face.

i wanted to help him, i wanted to do something, but i couldn't.

"you shouldn't have done this!" calum yelled, punching him again.

"you're an idiot, michael!"

i ran inside and pulled calum away.

"calum, stop." i tried to calm him down, but he was so angry.

"calum, you're hurting him and yourself." i glared at him. "stop, just leave him."

"i cant just let him do that to you!" calum yelled. "what was he thinking!?"

"let's just leave, okay? please." i begged, tears filling my eyes. "let's just go home."

calum nodded, giving michael one last dirty look and leaving the room. i didn't even look back. i slammed the door shut and walked away with calum.

he pulled out his phone and texted everyone, telling them we're leaving and that michael was still here. we got into the car and the driver took us back to the hotel.

the whole ride was silent. calum and i didn't speak at all until we reached the room. that's when i broke down. calum pulled me into a hug and started rubbing my back, while i just hugged him tightly and continued sobbing.

"you can talk to him in the morning, okay?" calum whispered while rubbing my back. "he was drunk, stel, okay? a sober michael would never do that."

"i don't care, cal." i tried to speak, but my voice kept on cracking. "he cheated on me. he forgot about his girlfriend in just a few minutes?"

"do you want to sleep in my room?" he asked.

i slowly nodded. he pulled away and we walked into his room. i changed into on of calum's shirts and sat on his bed. i pulled the blanket over my body and stared at the ceiling.

calum was about to leave, but i called him. he turned around and looked at me.

"can you stay with me?" i asked.

he sighed, walking to the bed and sitting down next to me. he pulled me closer to him and i cried again. i couldn't forget what i saw. michael kissing someone else, and not even caring or saying anything when he realized i saw him. i continued crying until i fell asleep on calum's chest.

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