[TRIGGER WARNING! Or at least I think so, there are mentions of some pretty serious things such as self harm, sexual harassment, rape and yeah...so please don't read if you know you can't handle that kind of stuff, I don't want anyone to feel bad because of something I've written]
~ An: So I don't really know much about these things, except for the self harm part, and I've taken most of my information from pages on the internet, so things might not be right. Anyway, misophonia is a disorder in which negative experiences are triggered by specific sounds, at least that's what I understood from wikipedia, so yeah. Hopefully this doesn't suck. oh, and it's dedicated to my girl tomlinson.god because she helped me a lot with it~
Calum first met Michael when he was sixteen, two years ago. It took him quite a while to get the blonde boy to talk to him, to say more than a few words every time someone asked him a question, but once he had managed to break down the boy’s walls a bit they grew close. No matter how close they got though, Michael remained somewhat of a mystery. He was always very quiet, especially around people, sometimes he wouldn’t show up for school for days and he always seemed so tired. Calum wondered why this was, he wanted to know why his friend seemed so sad and sometimes even scared, but he never asked. As time passed however, there was something else he started to think a lot about. He would always get this funny feeling whenever Michael smiled and if he wasn’t in school Calum would get annoyed at everything and snap at people. It wasn’t until Luke asked him about it that he realised what these feelings were, and it took him another month to actually man up and tell Michael how he felt. That didn’t work out too well though, Michael just stared at him before quickly turning around and leaving. Not knowing what else to do and to make sure nothing happened, Calum had followed him home.
Calum’s P.O.V
I should not have said that. I definitely should not have said that. What did I expect? For him to kiss me and tell me he loves me too? Yeah as if. But I can’t let him just leave like that, I’m not sure why but I’ve always had this feeling that Michael shouldn’t be alone, especially not when he’s upset over something and I’m pretty sure he’s upset now. So instead of heading home or over to Ashton and Luke, who are waiting over by the big oak tree in front of the school, I follow him, just to make sure he gets home alright. I’m probably overreacting, I mean he’s older than me and everything, he’s fully capable of taking care of himself, but there’s something…
I watch him cross the street and walk up to the front door, open it and disappear inside. The door slams shut and I can hear screaming from inside the house. I don’t know why I don’t run over to the house right away, maybe it’s the fact that Karen’s car is standing in the driveway, but I just sit there listening to Michael yelling for about five minutes before I get up. It takes me another five minutes to get to the front door, since I keep going back to my hiding place, and once I get there the house is silent. I’m just about to knock on the door when it opens.
“you know Calum, if you’re going to spy on someone like that you might want to find a better hiding place.” Karen smiles at me and opens her arms for a hug. I step forward and she immediately wraps her arms around me. “Now, come on. We have some talking to do.” I don’t question her as she walks into the kitchen. I follow her, hoping I’ll find Michael in there, but it’s empty.
“is Michael al-”
“We’ll get to that, have a seat.” She points at the table and I sit down in my usual spot. She takes a seat in front of me. “This is going to take a while so would you like something to drink?” The seriousness in her voice catches me off guard and all I can do is shake my head. “Okay, so this might be a lot to take in but hear me out.”
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5 Seconds of Summer BoyXBoy one-shots
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