Michael's laugh left me feeling like I was walking on clouds.
His structure and his intoxicating being made me not want to let him go. It's been like this for about three days. Before he told me to leave Calum.
Leave Calum?
I've never thought about something so brutal.
It was seven when Calum called me over to his house where we cuddled in his bed and ate the left over pizza from yesterday while his mother was away at work.
After laying in silence Calum asked me why I was so distant
and the confusion on his face mirrored mine when I told him he was the distant one
and Calum shook his head, holding me in his arms and telling me he'd never let me go like he always promises.
And maybe it was wrong to think promises were meant to be broken.
Maybe it was wrong to love Michael almost as much as I love Calum.
Maybe it was wrong to want them both.
But was it so wrong
to want something I can finally have?
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Calum's Boy (CAKE)
Fanfic[Sequel to Lost Boy] I thought I controlled them. But they seemed to have a mind of their own.
