Chapter 52 - Gang

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"Do we need to wear anything specific?"

"No, Michael," I sighed into the phone. "Just hurry up and get your ass over here! We can't be late to this thing."

"Where are we even-"

"Michael." I hissed lowly, even though I don't need to talk quietly.

"Alright, alright. They're just waiting on me, we'll be there in a few minutes." Michael huffed, referring to Luke and Ashton.

"Okay, be quick."

Without letting him say anything else, I hung up, completely and utterly freaking out with anxiety.

"Babe," Calum came up and wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me against him and stopping me from pacing. "You okay?"

"I'm fine." I mumbled against his chest.

He placed his finger under my chin to make me look up at him.

"Where are we even going? You acting like this is making me worry." He frowned.

I pulled out of his embrace and started pacing again, my anxiety eating away at me. "You should be worried because I'm about freaking die right now. I'm about to let you all into a part of my life that I don't even like that much, so I highly doubt you will. You're probably not even going to able to look at me the same way, and I'm scared that you're not even going to like me after tonight, and you and the boys-"

Calum cut me off by grabbing my hips and yanking me against his body, crushing his lips against mine as he hugged me tightly against him. With the amount of ferocity he put into the kiss, it kind of scares me in a way, but I can't get enough of him.

"Jordan," he mumbled when he pulled away. "There is nothing that you can do, or say, that would ever make me not like you the way I do."

"You won't be saying that after tonight." I muttered as I looked at the floor.

"Jordan-"

A car horn beeping outside interrupted Calum, and I eagerly grabbed his hand and tugged him outside, knowing that it's Ashton and the boys here to pick us up.

"The boys are here, we can't be late."

"Jordan, you know we need to talk this through."

"No, we don't."

"Yes, we do. It's how relationships work, Jordan."

I stopped for him to close the door behind us and realised that he's right.

"You're right, I'm sorry," I sighed. "I'm just anxious."

"It's okay," he squeezed my hand. "Just know that nothing can change the way I see or think of you, okay?"

I nodded gratefully, not knowing what else to do, as I gave him an affectionate smile. "Let's go."

Calum and I quickly ran to the car after letting go of each other's hands and quickly shuffled into our seats - me in the middle between Calum and Luke.

"Where to?" Ashton asked, turning around to look at me.

"I'll tell you where to turn when it comes up."

In that moment when the car started moving, I swear I've never been more anxious in my life.

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"Just pull up here." I pointed out the front windscreen.

"Where the hell are we?" Michael frowned as he looked outside through the windows.

"There's something you guys should probably know before we go in." I muttered while playing with my fingers.

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