Midnight , Cashton

6.2

June 8, 12:02

Age: 16

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mike, is Calum there? I need to talk to him."

"He is. I'll go get him, hold up."

"Okay, thank you."

"Dude, you pulled a really dick move. I hope you know that."

"I do. And I feel bad enough already so don't rub it in."

"No, I'm gonna totally rub it in. It was fucked up. I've never seen Cal cry so hard."

"He-he cried?"

"Badly. You should feel shitty man."

"I do okay? Are you done yet?"

"Maybe. Hold on, found him."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Uh, well..."

"Well what?"

"He said he doesn't want to talk to you right now."

"Michael, please tell him it's important."

"He said he still doesn't want to talk to you yet. And if it's important to tell me."

"What the- he's being so childish! I fucking need to talk and yet he's gonna act like this?"

"You made your own bed, mate. He has every right to be mad. Don't think one phone call will fix everything. You were a coc- ow! Don't hit me, Calum!"

"Whatever. Tell him to call me when he's ready or whatever it is. Bye."

"Ashton wai-"

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Sorry for not updating a lot, I suck and I've been busy. Plus I've been writing new stories HOLLA.

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