Diana: 4 months in the UK

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Song of the chapter:
Hold Onto Me by Mayday Parade.
Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor ft John Legend. 

"DIANA!" I awake to an enthusiastic Calum who climbs onto my bed and bounces like there is no tomorrow. I cling to the duvet for my life because it feels like an earthquake and I'm still tired. 

His long feet pound onto the poor mattress that can barely fit myself on it, let alone Calum and his abnormally tall body, jumping at 50km/h. 

"Caaaaaluuuuuum!!" I whine because my sleep is what I need right now. I shove my head underneath my pillow and hope that it is just a dream and I will fall into a better dream. Maybe one with a lot of food. 

Within seconds, my pillow is snatched from my hands and thrown to the ground. Did you just touch my pillow? Oh hell no. You do not mess with me like that. That's it. 

I force myself up and to give this boy a piece of my mind. I feel my eyes widen with annoyance and he looks as if he saw a ghost. 

"You better hope I don't get to that pillow and throw it on you." I make sure my voice is serious because he won't think I will actually do it. 

"Are you proposing a pillow fight?" He raises a suggestive eyebrow in a cheekily way. 

"I might." I rise from my bed and take footsteps towards Shaye's bed and reach for her favourite pillow. It's the nearest thing and even though she will kill me later, it will be worth it. 

A silence fills the room. I glance at my opponent who mirrors my accessories and I work out my strategies in my head. He's taller but I'm stronger so it's even. 

"ATTACK!" I launch towards him and fling my pillow at his body as he does to me. Thuds and thumps are the sounds which replace normal conversation talk. 

"You will never catch me!" He playfully runs onto Shaye's bed and acts as if he is King of the world. 

"Looks like I have." I sprint onto the bed and my arms wrap around his torso, disabling him to break free. I feel my muscles strain as he struggles from my grip as I hold on tight but then he ends up on top of me, as if he planned this to happen. 

"Cal. What are you doing?" I squeak out. 

"What I have wanted to do for so long." He informs me. I see into his deep brown eyes for the first time and in an instant he dips his head and his lips collide with mine. 

The unexpected act caught me off guard but I quickly found my ground and I return the favor to him. Our second kiss is much less intense which is just how I like it. Slow and controlled. 

It gives me butterflies with each kiss he plants on my tender lips which cry out for more. My hands run through his bed hair and it feels flufflier than usual. It feels like minutes have passed as we embrace each other and it doesn't even feel like we are in Louis' house until Calum's lips are ripped from mine. 

"You get away from her. She's mine." The voice belongs to Michael and I can feel the veins from my head start to throb. 

"No! She's mine. Dee!" Calum looks at me for reassurance but I am at a holt. 

Who do I choose? I always knew this would come but I didn't prepare myself well enough. I didn't prepare myself for the anger on Michael's face. I didn't prepare myself for the roller-coaster emotions and the two voices that haunt me in my head, telling me to choose their favourite. And I certainly didn't prepare myself for Calum's hurt face as I don't give him the answer he wanted to hear. 

I walk over to Michael with my head hung in shame. I can feel his chocolate eyes melt in tears as I betray him in the worst way in the friend code. Michael's arm wraps around me, claiming me as his own.