The night started out normally. The 5SOS boys and I went to a party. It was some friend of theirs' party and Calum had begged me to come.
"Please babe. It will be so much fun." Calum pleaded, his smirk capturing my eye.
"I don't know... I don't really want to."
"Please? I would really like you to meet my friends. Michael even promised to be nice to you tonight." He grinned.
"Fine." I rolled my eyes at his lack of tact.
I could go on to describe the party. I could describe the drugs, the alcohol. The cheating. But I think I should jump ahead.
"How about Carlin?" Michael asked again. He was trying to figure out a good nickname.
"How about no?"
"That....That could work."
I head out of the party, the image still burning in my mind. Calum was kissing some other girl. We weren't officially together, but that doesn't mean it doesn't sting. What could I possibly have given him? I'm just a stupid little girl from Target. I am so caught up in my own thoughts that I can't hear someone behind me. Quickly, I am pinned up against a wall. He runs his hand down my body as he presses his lips to my neck. I can't help but whimper. I feel sick to my stomach and I know that I can't win this fight. All I know how to do is smile, write and- suddenly, someone pulls my attacker away from me and I hear a sickening crack, meaning that someone just got punched in the face. My eyes feel like they are sewn shut and I can't breathe, my throat is swollen shut because of the screaming.
"Kat! Kat, are you okay?" Michael asks me, his chest heaving. There is a long pause while I figure out what to say.
"Yeah, I'm fine." That is a long way from the truth. I am not okay. Surprisingly, he takes my hand in his. I'm shaking and I can't tell if I'm crying or not. I have empty sobs rising up from my chest and I can feel Michael's thumb rubbing circles gently into my hand.
"Hey, I'm here okay? I'm here." Michael pulls me into his warm chest and rubs my back gently until the sobs stop.
"Where do you want to go?" Michael asks me softly.
"Take me to a bar. Get me hammered." I say in reply.
"Are you sure?" He asks me again, concern echoed in his voice.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Get me out of here." He wraps his arms around me.
* * *
"I have liked you since I first met you." Michael says, taking large sips of his beer.
"Really?" I choke on my own beer.
"Yeah. Calum hasn't really had someone to talk to recently, so I thought I should let him get you. I thought he deserved you. But I guess not." A long pause. "I'm sorry for being so mean to you. I really didn't mean it." He smiles down at me, his red hair halfway in his face. His eyes are smiling but they are so full of concern. For me?
All of a sudden, I feel sick, dizzy and insane. So I do the rational thing. I turn into Michael and I kiss him. And as cliché as this sounds, it feels so right.
I've got no control!
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