*•Help me?•*

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Bailey's P.O.V.
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"You disgust me, your worthless and the biggest mistake I ever made." I zoned out as my mother began her long list of reasons as to why I 'ruined her life.'
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It was my fault, I hadn't made my father dinner and he had gone ballistic, he was so mad that he had stormed out and we haven't seen him for two hours, he's not replying to messages or answering our calls. My mother is equally furious.
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"He's probably just gone to the bar getting hammered." I grunted. My mother gasped, she stared at me as if I had just stabbed someone.
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This was not the first time we had been in this situation, in fact I don't think it's even the hundredth time. He always came back completely off his face, and let's just say it never ended well.
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"He does not get 'hammered' he just uses alcohol to forget about his sad excuse of a daughter! I'd do the same if I wasn't always working." She spat, not even trying to be discreet about her dislike towards me.
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I rolled my eyes dramatically, stampeding up the stairs for extra effect.
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I hated everything about today, I ignored my piles of forever growing homework and went to bed, I just didn't care anymore.
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Calum's P.O.V.
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I couldn't follow the boys' conversations as the night dragged on. All I could think about was how much I'd messed up, and how I was ever going to get Bailey to talk to me again.
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Ashton gave a loud sigh as I looked up to see them all watching me.
"Huh, sorry, what did you say?" I sat up slightly, rubbing my tiered eyes.
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He shot me a concerned look before taking a sip of his drink. "I said how did it go with Bailey today?" He asked as I almost fell apart at the mention of her name.
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"She forgave me." I mumbled and they all cheered. I stopped them, shaking my head softly. "She forgave me and then Klara showed her pictures of her and I kissing . . ." I trailed off, Bailey's hurt expression shining vividly in my mind.
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"So? Didn't she know they were fake if the same thing happened to her?" Michael asked, just as confused as the others.
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I looked at my fingers nervously, twiddling my thumbs about.
"Oh please tell me you didn't . . ." Luke sighed.
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"It wasn't as bad as it looked! I mean she had me tied to the chair and she had sat on my lap, but when she kissed me, I went along with it because I wanted to hurt Bailey like she had hurt me. It was so dumb. Bailey was so upset."
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My three friends sighed, disappointed in me. I was the most disappointed though. These past days I have been the person I used to be, the person I had worked so hard to run away from. "What are you gonna do buddy?" Ashton asked.
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I shook my head shrugging. "What can I do?" I groaned, sliding down my seat.
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Michael suddenly grinned and slapped his hands together, creating a loud smacking sound. "I think I have an idea . . ."

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