Ashton's great company when mum's not home, Calum's at work, and dad's at the gym.
He reminded me of my brothers and I started to miss the usless fits of arguments that we managed to have almost everyday.
I mostly missed the laughs and inside jokes
and the ordering of pizza in which I didn't have to pay.
Was it the empty feeling of no one there that my mind felt the need to create a fucked up love life and a friend I wouldn't be able to talk unless I was alone?
Or maybe I'm just insane.
Sometimes I feel like I made Calum up too. He's almost too perfect in my eyes.
Is that why Michael didn't like him?
Why he didn't love me?
My life revolved around Calum. Call it an obsession. It's not really a contrast of love.
But I do really love Calum
and I always will . . .
even when he stops loving me.
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Calum's Boy (CAKE)
Fanfiction[Sequel to Lost Boy] I thought I controlled them. But they seemed to have a mind of their own.
