I've never read a one shot where Michaels the flower child- so I thought i'd give it a shot~
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Michaels POV~
Blue, pink, orange, lilac, even green. And all for Calum. I'd always have to make a new flower crown to match my new hair color. I even make Calum flower crowns, too.
He claims they're beautiful, but I know hes never seen them. Dying my hair is kind of a game for us.
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I held Calums hand tightly, walking to the feild near our school. Anytime we had to get to be alone together this is where we would go. Just talk, cuddle and tangle our legs together.
But I usually just lay my head down on Calums lap and ask him the same question I always ask him when I dye my hair yet another color-
"What color is it this time, Cal?" I saw a huge grin form an Calums face.
Thats always what he does when I call him 'Cal' or 'Cal Pal'.
"Umm... I can't really feel colors, but...lilac!"
How the hell does he do that? He's blind- he feels things to identify what they are. But no one can feel colors!
"How the hell do you do that?"
"I don't know, lucky guess?" With that I giggled, oecking his lips.
I can't believe he's never seen the face of the boy thats been kissing him for almost 2 years now.
But yet, he still loves me.
"You're so beautiful." Calum broke the long, comfortable silence.
"How do you know? You've never seen me."
"I don't have to see you to know that you're a caring, lovely, warm hearted boy that would do anything to keep me happy. And guessing- like dying you're hair.
Even though I can't see you, i'm still in love with you. Thats how much of a beautiful person you are."
Thats all I needed to hear from Calum.
Thats all I ever wanted to hear.
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The rest of the day was spent outside, not caring about going back into school.
Soft kisses were given, and 'I love you' was aid repeatedly.
This blind lobe couldn't be broken, and we both know it.
