Calum's POV
I'm. So. Fucking. Bored.
"I'm hungry." Mikey stated out of
the blue. "And I need a bandaid. A big bandaid." They all were talking and I'm just bored and hungry.
I texted Hunter.
To: Hunt🤘🏼💘
Do you or Emily have band aids? we need BIGGGGG bandaids
As I waited for her to respond, I looked for food. Emily barely has any food. Does she eat it all or wha-
My phone vibrated.
From: Hunt🤘🏼💘
uh yeah I think Emily has some in the cabinet under the bathroom sink. if not then she doesn't have any 😂
To: Hunt🤘🏼💘
Kk. Thank youuuu
I put my phone on the kitchen counter and went to the bathroom. I opened the cabinet doors and saw the box of bandaids right there.
Grabbing the box, I went back downstairs. "Mikey." I said. He looked at me and tilted his head, as if he was a puppy. "Yeah?" Mikey asked.
I laughed and threw the box at him. He held the box in the air and screamed. "What the fuck?" Ashton laughed.
We laughed for a good 10 minutes before Mikey realized he was bleeding on the carpet. "Shit." Mikey said.
"Ummmm. Emily is going to kill us if we don't clean that up." Tristan said. with wide eyes.
"Okay. But if she asked how it happened, it wasn't me." Mikey yelled, putting in his bandaid. He got up and ran to the kitchen, grabbing whatever cleaning supplies he saw.
------------------
told ya there's more to come 😂