A hurt tattoo artist, a crazed painter, a confused druggie, and a controlling gangster...It sounds like a chaotic mix of colors that shouldn't be able to mix, but instead they take that expectation and they make themselves blend together instead.
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21 - Please Just Stay
Calum was very much aware that it was only going to be a matter of time before Ashton had found him. He's been gone for around a week and a half now as he's been residing strictly in Michael's room in order to stay on the low.
They both made sure that the windows were locked and covered, since who knows if they were being watched. Calum was relying on Michael with this. It was up to Michael to be out there, changing how things were running with Ashton and Luke.
But strangely enough to Calum, he wasn't completely minding having to stay here with Michael as his constant companion now instead of Ashton. He did miss Ashton, but it just let Calum know that there was more of a reason to stay away from the gangster.
It was hypocritical of Calum to run away from Ashton only to go straight into Michael's arms. But the two were different in so many ways. Ashton took care of Calum; that's the end of the story.
Michael and Calum...they take care of each other. And Calum felt uncomfortable having someone there purely taking care of him, hence quite literally running away from Ashton. This little partnership could work out between him and Michael.
Because Calum and Ashton were simply a pairing that didn't make any sense to Calum other than simple lust and desire. Well that's what he kept trying to tell himself.
"How was your day?" Calum asked as soon as the tattoo artist exited out of his bathroom from taking a shower, walking across the bedroom.
"It was okay." He softly answered before he got into the bed on the other side of Calum, looking at the brunette once he laid down. Both laid on their sides, staring at each other as they had their nightly conversation, "What about yours?"
"It was the same as every other day." Calum chuckled, since all day everyday meant staying inside of this room.
"I'm sorry." Michael frowned whole-heartily. He hated the fact that Calum had to hide in here and not get any sense of freedom, but it the best for now that Ashton didn't find him.
"It's not your fault. Plus it isn't bad here. I like spending my time with you when you're not working." Calum grinned encouragingly, bringing his right hand over to slightly lay onto Michael's cheek that wasn't laying against the white pillow.
"I don't know what to do to get us out of this, Calum." Michael said worriedly, "I never talk to or see Ashton. And Luke...he makes me feel confused about all of this."
"Confused?"
"I didn't tell you, but he...he said out loud to me that he's in love with me when I went to speak with him again about answers. It made me feel...I don't know. It's just so confusing." Michael shook his head as he couldn't even explain what it was that he was feeling.
