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"what's that supposed to mean?" i asked sitting down on my couch.

"i know about your suicide attempt," he muttered. my eyes widened and i shook my head.

"h-how?" i stuttered.

"because michael knows about your suicide attempt, and i used to be friends with michael," calum explained.

"how did michael know?" i furrowed my eyebrows.

"he said that you told him?" calum looked at me oddly. i thought for a moment.

the first day i got back here i went to a bar, i got drunk, and i went to somebody's house, and i yelled at them about something, but i never remembered what - until now.

"fuck," i muttered.

"i don't know why he told me. i didn't think i'd ever meet you," calum told me.

"no that's not your fault, do you know where michael lives?" i asked. calum nodded and gave me a weird look.

"show me," i said quietly.

"no," calum shook his head.

"no?"

"that's not good for you. i've only known you for a day, but i know a lot more about you than you think. i'm not taking you," calum shook his head and pulled out a piece of gum.

"okay," i nodded and sighed, "sorry."

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