We loaded onto the bus after two more nights. I have tried talking to Calum, but he still ignores me. I have decided to stop trying. I walked onto the bus and accidentally bumped Cal.
"Jeez! Watch it!" I look at him blankly and keep moving. Luke thump Cal on the arm and Cal pushes back.
"Alright that is enough! If you can't tolerate Camry, you need to speak up now. And if you can't tolerate each other, you can go back to Sydney! I'm sick of all the tension because none of you can get along. Now go back in the bedroom, and learn to talk nice or someone is leaving!" I've never heard the manager yell before. Ashton latched onto my arm and we all went into the back bedroom. I sat down on my bed which was under Ash's and on the left side of the room. I set my stuff down and looked all the other guys. They were staring at Cal expectantly.
"Well go on! Start talking!" Michael urged. I rolled my eyes and flopped on my bed. Ashton pulled my off and dragged me toward Cal.
"We don't want to leave, and we don't want you to leave, so make up and get it over with." Michael says sternly. I've never seen him be serious before.
"Why didn't you call me to tell me you were here? You completely blew me off!"
"Like the time you blew off my text? And probably many more before that? The only reason I got the tickets in the first place was to visit you. I gave Ash a song, Michael matching hair, and Luke didn't like me, but I was still willing to forgive him for everything. But I got the tickets to visit you, and you ignore my texts. Maybe the one that you ignored, would have led to me telling you I was here, and then we wouldn't be in this situation. But no, you ignored me. I guess I should be used to it by now though."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That means, that ever since we were kids, you would blow me off for something better. You blew me off to play in a kickball game, you blew me off to talk to a pretty girl, you blew me off to start your band, you blew me off to talk to your fans. And only one was worth it, and that still caused a ton of pain."
"Well I'm sorry. I figured that you would always be there when I was done."
"So that's what you're going to put me through for the rest of our lives? We make plans just so you can leave me and come back when they don't work out? I'm going to give you one chance Cal. One chance to put me first and not leave me for your fans or friends or anyone else. Could you manage that?"
"Can you manage that? It's a yes or no question."
"Okay. That is all I needed to here." I walked out of the room.