We Haven't Forgotten

(Janice POV)

Holy fuck. I’m going on tour with the boys. I actually can’t believe it.

“Hey Janice?” Calum asks, his head popping in.

“Yeah?” Ever since Calum and I started talking again, I can’t help but feel like we’re in high school again. I thought he would be some type of high school sweetheart, but he turned out to be so much more.

“Whatcha’ doin’” he says smiling and plops on top of my bed. I chuckle as he acts like a five year old looking through my clothes.

“Calum? What do you want?” I ask.

“I wanted to talk, Michael is taking a shit and Luke and Ashton are at the store buying random shit.” He sighs.

“Well, I can’t talk. I’m packing.”

“Fuck packing, let’s talk.” Calum can honestly be such a dick sometimes.

“No Calum, I-“

“JANICE!!” I’m quickly cut off by a screeching of my name.

“Oh fuck, I forgot to tell Anissa.” I panic and try to jam my suitcase under the bed

“Also taken care of. J, we’ve known you for the longest fucking time. I told her.”He chuckles.

“Nonononono.” I say over and over, I’m actually fucked. My bedroom door busts open and Michael runs through, zipping his pants up, quickly followed by an angry Anissa.

“What the fuck does Calum mean, Janice will be gone for approximately eight months!” Anissa is shooting fire and daggers at me and Michael is still struggling with catching his breath.

“Calum, if I don’t make it, it’s all your fault.” I growl at Calum.

“Fuck.” Michael breathes.

“Hey Anissa? Look, Janice is coming with us on tour. We need her to work with our PR.” Calum says, trying to calm Anissa.

“Look Calum, I know that you’re trying to help Janice, but I’ve got it handled.” Anissa snaps

“Really? Then why was she so scared to tell you about us?” Calum says laughing dryly.

“Because that’s how hurt she was! We had to lock you two together in a room goddammit!” Anissa has her fists in balls and she looks like she’s ready to pounce.

“Anissa, fuck, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but I knew you were going to react this way. I need this, I’m out of a job, rent is getting expensive and I need to get my mind off of things. So you’re either happy for me or you’re leaving.” I say. I’m surprisingly calm but she doesn’t take it well.

“J, look. I can’t let you do this, you’ll get crushed again and I’m going to be the shoulder you cry on.” She complains.

“If you’re going to complain about being my friends, get out.” I growl

“No, not wha-“

“Get out!” déjà vu. Reminds me of when I kicked Calum out of the house for using the ‘parents left’ card. People know better than that. If you’re going to be my friend, act like one and don’t complain about it because I sure as hell won’t do that. I have dignity. She stomps out the house, Calum and Michael stare at me wide eyed.

“Déjà vu.” Calum chuckles, also being reminded about when I kicked him out and Michael smiles quietly.

“Now Michael, how did she get in the bathroom?” I ask and his face turns completely red. Calum laughs and I smirk.

“That’s not important child. Somethings are better not said.” Michael running in while zipping up his pants honestly gave me life.

“WE’RE BACK!” we all turn our heads towards the direction where we heard Ashton’s voice

“Oh, thank god. Something to get us off this topic.” Michael sighs. We all spent the night laughing and hanging out. Calum volunteered to stay. At least one of the guys have been staying at night to check up on me and that I’m sleeping and eating. Everyone leaves and Calum helps me clean up.

“You don’t have to do that.” I whisper to him.

“It’s the least I can do.” He smiles back. Every time he comes close to him or when we’re in the same room, my heart races and I can’t help but say things that don’t make sense. His smile makes me melt everything about him is perfect.

“Still, you don’t have to help me clean up. You guys have done so much with taking care of me and everything.” I say shaking my head. I try to place a dish back in its place but I can’t reach the shelf.

“Here, let me help you.” He says and places the dish, with his hand on top of mine, to its right place. Calum’s hot breath hit my neck, sending goosebumps all over my body. I notice that his body is pressed against mine and I land flat on my feet. His arms snake their way around my waist and kisses the back of my neck.

“Calum.” I whisper, my intention is to make him stop, but I’m not convincing.

Janice! What are you doing? You don’t want to stop? Give him a message that you obviously feel the same.

Wait, no. Imagine how awkward it’ll be when we’re on the bus. What if we’re not allowed to date? He’ll have to date some other famous person for publicity.

Come on! You can’t believe that bullshit! You want Calum, don’t you?

Turning around, I place my lips on his. Our make out session getting more heated each minute. Maybe sleeping with Calum was for the better.

Notes

I'm really sorry about not updating in such a long time. I forgot I had this story and this is what got me started. I hope you guys really like this chapter (I guess if anyone even reads this anymore) I feel like discontinuing this story. Message me or leave a comment if you want me to keep writing this story and I will. I'm just not feeling very motivated, I feel like no one even reads this story.

Always written with love
-FadingLogic (formerly know as invisiblemichael)