inadequate ☠ afi + lrh • mgc/cth (boyxboy)

c.t.h

June 20, 2014, 12:00 a.m

I was sitting at michaels, and bobby was currently in his lap, and his arms wrapped around her bobby, very cuddly.

"so question," I said sipping the beer that he took from his fridge, which was his mothers, but I couldn't car less, "you guys dating?"

bobby blushed and her head cranked back towards michael seeing him chuckle and she shrugged, as humid she was asking him if they were without deliberately asking it.

"I guess you could say that. something like that," he said smiling, "she's my little bobcat," he said and nearly made me want to cringe.

it's weird. but it's cute. and they're cute and he's cute and if he's happy then i'm happy. I was debating whether or not to mention about Rosie. but then again it's nothing serious. Rosie and I were just friends.

"I thought you were only suppose to stay three or so days?" I asked bobby and she nodded.

"well I talked to my grandma and she said I could stay with my friends. i'm leaving anytime by now," she said and I nodded.

my stomach was giving me the worst pains. I groaned holding it, wishing I wasn't having the pains currently. I received concerned looks from both as bobby got off michael as he walked over to me.

"you alright, cally? what's wrong?" he asked as I continue to lean over and hold my stomach in pain, wincing.

I shook my head as my throat started giving a weird feeling to me. "i-i'm fine," I said standing up trying to suck up the pain and I nodded my head as a honking was heard from outside.

"look, you better get bobby outside, she'll miss the taxi," I said as they were both concerned and michael seemed almost frightened.

"calum, you're not fine, sit down," he ordered and I shook my head.

"no, i'm fine. i'm just gonna go home."

he shook his head grabbing my arm and trying to sit me down, but I pulled my arm back, as my head began pounding.

"no you're not. please calum," he begged as I went to leave, but couldn't walk.

my knees grew weak and my vision started seeing black blurbs everywhere. once my chest became heavy, and it was hard to breathe, I gripped michaels forearm beginning to get scared.

"michael," I said, "michael I can't breathe."

tears formed in my eyes, making my vision twice as bad. my hearing began fading as michael a boxed echoed through my head, holding me. all I could understand was him tellin bobby to call for help.

and then I slowly started fading into a sleep.