Merry fucking Christmas

Wasn't Christmas hard enough? Without the most hated neighbors in the world spending time with her family? And his friends.

They go by the names of Calum Hood, Michael Clifford, Luke Hemmings and Ashton Irwin. But she likes to call them dickheads or douches

Maybe though, this all changes.

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We sat on the bed the whole night, laughing and talking. We were actually communicating with each other. We did sleep in the same bed at the same time. It was crazy.

 

When I woke up, I felt sick. I ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. Some one came in and held my hair up. It was Calum. When i was finished, I flushed the toilet and sat back. Calum dropped my hair and looked at me. "What happened?" He asked. "Well what do you fucking think?!" I snapped. He went downstairs and I just stayed where I was. He came back up with a glass of water. He handed it to me. I took it and looked up at him. He was holding his guitar. "Wanna hear something?" He sat down and started playing. 

I can still taste the ocean like it was today

You said please keep on holding your hands

and the rain it came to soon, I will wait for you

to love me again

I guess i was running from something

i was running back to you

Lost here in London with nothing

I'm still running back to you

If you could love me again, I could let go of everything

Nothing like the rain nothing like the rain

when you're in outer space, when you're in outer space

love me like you did, love me like you did, I'll give you anything

I'll give you anything.

"It's not quite finished but a little bit. You wanna hear the rest of it?" I nodded in response.

Carry on, let the good times roll

sail on, let your path unfold

and it won't be long, won't be long, won't be long

I've got one foot in the golden life

one foot in the gutter.

So close to the other side so far from the wonder

I've got one foot in the golden life

one foot in the gutter

so sick of the tug-a-war

it keeps pulling me under

let the good times roll, let the good times roll

Carry on, outlast the ignorance

moving on, survive the innocence 

won't be long, won't be long, won't be long

you know it's gonna get better.

And with that, I found myself leaning in and our lips connected.

 

 

 

 

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