Michael is American in here.
Calum's POV
It was a hot summer day in Australia.
I was on my way to school when someone bumped my shoulder. I fell to the ground and my hand began to hurt a little.
I looked up and saw a guy I never saw before.
I stood up and he looked amused.
"What's so funny? You could say sorry."
"Why should I say sorry? You should say sorry because now my jacket is dirty."
"Are you serious? My hand hurts that's way worse. And by the way who are you, I've never saw you here?"
"I'm new here. My names Michael and I am from America."
"That explains your attitude."
"What? Don't you speak with me this way."
"I speak with you how I want to."
That's the last thing I say and then I walk away from him.
Who does he think he is? American people are just f*cking idiots.
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It was lunch time and I sat down on my usual table with my friends Ashton and Luke.
I was still annoyed because of this American Idiot Michael. He had all classes with me and he always looked at me with that damn stupid grin on his face.
"Hey Cal. What's up? You look a bit angry?"
"Nothing Luke, just some stupid American kid who got on my nerves."
"You mean this new kid there?", Ashton asked and pointed over to a table with the 'cool kids' and there was Michael.
"Yeah. I fell on the ground because of him and then he was angry because his jacket got dirty but he hurt my hand and that's way worse."
"Sounds like a typical American Idiot." "Yeah definitly."
"I hope I don't have to talk to him again."
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I was on my way home when I heard someone running behind me.
Afterwards I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to look who it was.
"What do you want?", I asked a bit stressed.
"Oh I just wanted to say sorry. It's just that in my old school we always talked like that I didn't want you to think I'm a jerk."
"But you are one."
"Oh come on I'm not."
"Yeah you are."
"Not. I prove you."
"And how?"
"Would a jerk hang out with you and eat and pay for everything?"
"Depends on where we go."
"You'll see.", he said and took my hand.
We walked a long time and I had to admit that his hand felt comfortable in mine.
We got to a restaurant which I had to say looked really fancy.
It was really nice to be there and talk with Michael while eating very delicious food.
I had to admit that he was a cool dude and not an Idiot.
He was really polite, smart and funny. When we talked he always looked straight into my eyes and I had to say that I lost myself in them a few times.
I may or may not have a little crush on him now but nobody has to know that.
To say the least it was a beautiful afternoon with him and I'll definitly would say yes if he asked to repeat this.
To my luck he asked: "Do you want to come here with me tomorrow again, you seem like a really nice guy."
"Yeah I'd like that."
He smiled and walked with me to my house.
When I stood in front of my door I turned to look at Michael.
"So, have a nice evening. See you tomorrow and again I'm sorry for this morning."
"It's okay and have a nice evening too."
Before he walked away he kissed my cheek and I blushed.
I walked inside and I had to say that I'm happy it turned out that Michael wasn't such a jerk like I thought he was.
This was just soooo stupid. I'm sorry. Next will be Lashton smut but I don't know if I have time tomorrow to post it.
