limited || m.c sequel

it's been weeks since the whole "dating" scenario with calum and michael. i mean, obviously i've talked to michael, he's my boyfriend for goodness sakes, calum, eh, not often. i don't want to talk to him. but when i'm forced, then i do.

today, it's mum's birthday, so me and ash are flying back for a few days. we're performance free for a week. so we go home. obviously.

once we boarded the plane, i sat down in my seat, next to someone. i didn't see who it was until i sat down and buckled my seat belt.

lucky. the guy got the window seat. i sigh and look to my right, and see michael already starting to fall asleep. i close my eyes then suddenly, i felt a tap coming from my shoulder.

"yes?" i said not looking at the dude.

"don't go to sleep. we have alot to catch up on," oh no.

my eyes rip open and i look to my left, to find a smirking, calum hood. shit.

"uh, this isn't m-my seat--"

"psh, please. no time to change, the planes already about to lift off."

i sigh and rub my eyes. damn it.

"so, relax, we only have a plane ride longer than 13 hours together, so," he said. i could feel him smirking. jesus.

alot of hours later...

i slept for half of the ride. but when i woke up, we still have 6 hours left. DAMN IT. sadly, calum was wide awake.

"well, its about time you got up, sleepyhead!"

"leave me alone."

"no. we need to talk, syd."

"there's nothing to talk about."

he stopped and grabbed my chin, and made me look at him. but once i did, he looked away.

"that reminds me of something."

"what?"

"what you just said, there's nothing to talk about, it reminds me of the time i punched michael."

"you punched him a bunch of times, be more specific."

"the day after you kissed me."

"that was 2 years ago, how could've that reminded you of that?"

"because when i tried bringing it up the next day, you said the exact same thing.."

i looked at michael, who was still asleep, then looked back and playing with the hem of my sweater.

"there's nothing to talk about," i said remembering what i had said.

"and i said?"

i sighed.

"you asked what the kiss ment to me."

"and you said?"

"nothing. is this going somewhere, or..?"

"did it actually mean nothing to you? wasn't it nice? wasn't the feeling of my hands on your butt nice?"

"calum, when i said i didn't feel anything, i ment it. and i-i guess?"

"great. i'll do it again soon then."

"no you won't," said a sleepy michael. we looked over at him and he was stretching out his arms and yawning.

"we'll see, michael."

"stop trying calum. your chances with her are way past 0. they're at like a -17 right now."