Shout out to @leafycynicaltrash she got the YouTuber right. It was...
*drum rolls please*
RobertIDK!
He's a smaller YouTuber but he's hella funny. Lil vid of his above.
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[ P Y R O ]
Me and Calvin were on his couch watching Deadpool.
He was reciting all of Deadpool's lines before Deadpool did himself.
Although it was cute, it makes me wonder how many times he's watched this movie.
"Hey Cal, If you've watched this movie before, why did you want to watch it again?"
"Because, Deadpool is awesome, and a total badass."
I laugh.
"Well, that's true enough"
"Plus, have you seen the movie?"
I shake my head in reply.
"I meant to, but I guess I forgot."
"Well than child, shush and watch the movie."
I laugh once more at his child like behaviour.
"Okay than"
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[ C A L V I N ]
Soon the movie is over and we don't feel like watching another one so we just cuddle and appreciate each other's company.
I take off my snapback and run a hand through my hair.
I notice Niall looking at me.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer."
He snaps back and smirks.
"I might just have to."
He pulls out his phone and takes a picture of me.
"NIALL DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW YOU DICK"
I screech and jump into him. He just laughs and pushes me off onto the floor.
"But, you look so cute."
He turns his phone and shows me the picture.
"Nialllllllll....."
He rolls his eyes.
"Whine much?"
I get an idea.
I get off the floor and sit next to him.
I give him a quick peck on the cheek when he's not expecting it, causing him to drop his phone onto the couch.
I grab it before he can pick it up again.
I try to open his phone but he has a lock on it.
I huff.
"What are the odds of yo-"
His phone buzzes in the middle of my sentence.
I look down and my playful smile falls .
"Oh...um you got a text from Scarlett."
I bite my lip, trying to repress the frown coming onto my face.
I hand him his phone.
"Cal, it's not what you think."
"I don't think it is anything."
"Calvin, don't be like that..."
"Like what?"
He frowns.
"Let me explain?"
I nod my head and listen to his explanation.
"So you didn't mean any of those compliments you said?:
Niall sighs.
"Of course I did, I meant everything I said"
I let out a breath of relief.
"Calvin, you're the only one I like."
"Really?"
"Really."
I smile.
"I'm sorry for before...I should of trusted you."
"It's okay, just know that I trust you."
"I trust you too."
Niall smiles and pulls me into a hug and I melt into him.
"Hey Cal, since we seem to be confessing stuff, I have a question."
"Fire away"
(CLICHÉ WARNING)[oh and Trigger warning-but that's not relevant-]
"Why do you always wear oversized shirts and hoodies? I've never seen you in anything else."
Huh...
I had to think for that question. I'm sure there was a reason. I just can't remember.
I really am dumb.
Niall notices the look on my face.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh its nothing I just-"
I stop mid-sentence.
Oh my fucking GOD. How could I forget something like that? I must actually be mind fucked.
Now Niall's looking at me confused.
I couldn't tell him the truth! He would think I'm unstable.
I unconsciously tug down on my hoodie sleeves, turning them into paws.
Niall notices this.
"Cal?"
"Oh it's nothing... I just like wearing them."
I force out the sentence and hope that it sounds casual.
From Niall's face, I'm guessing it didn't exactly sound casual.
"Calvin. I know you're lying. Don't lie to me."
"Me? Lying? I would never!?"
He narrows his eyes.
I scoot over, away from him. He copy's me.
I scoot over again and almost fall over the side of the couch, but luckily Niall pulls me forward before I fall.
Before I can get away, Niall pins me down onto the couch.
I try to wiggle out of his grasp, but I can't.
"Now we can do this the hard way or the easy way. Your choice."
I continue to struggle against his grip.
"Hard way it is."
I groan.
"Take off your hoodie."
"NO!"
Just that one word made Niall even more suspicious.
"Am I gonna have to do it?"
I furiously shake my head 'no'.
He grins. I was kinda scared at this point.
"I don't want to" I croak out.
"Guess I'm doing it then."
Then before I can react he pulls my hoodie off over my head.
Once it off I put my hands behind my back.
"Niall!"
"Let me see your arms."
"Please don't Niall..." My voice quiets at the end.
His face softens at the sound of my voice.
"Do you trust me?"
I nod my head.
"Then will you show me? By yourself..?"
I take a deep breath and nod my head.
Niall smiles.
Hopefully he doesn't freak out. Or leave that would be just as bad.
I pull my hands out from behind my back. I take a deep breath and turn my wrists over.
Niall's eyes scan over the 4 thin white lines on my wrists.
"Niall, I can explain." My voice is extremely low.
"Just don't leave me. I swear I'm not suicidal!"
"Cal, look at me"
I don't listen, and avoid his eyes.
"Calvin. Look. At. Me." This time with more force.
I slowly look him in the eye.
"I'm not going to leave. Just explain. Please?
I nod my head vigorously.
He chuckled
"Okay, then"
"So... It was back in highschool back when I was around 16. I was the typical emø, gay, bullied kid. Plus my parents were druggies so that didn't exactly help. You could say that one day I snapped; I cut my wrists after an especially bad day.
Long story short, I went to school the next day and some of the jocks saw the cuts on my wrists-I made the mistake off wearing a short sleeve shirt- and they made fun of me even more.
So I stopped cutting, not only did I hate getting even more bullshit for it, but when I cut it made me feel pathetic. I hated feeling pathetic.
Then I started covering up the scars. I didn't want anyone making fun of me for them or giving me pity like they understood when really they didn't."
Once I'm finished I look up at Niall.
He looked pissed.
"Tell me more?"
I nod my head.
"What about?"
He shrugs.
"I don't know. Your parents?"
"Ahh, yes the parentals... As I said they were druggies. And major ones at that. At first it wasn't obvious, but the more they were gone on these 'business trips' the more I got suspicious.
Then there was that one day that they came home drunk and stoned. That wasn't the best of days.
Then, there was the day I told them I was gay. That didn't exactly end well."
I laugh bitterly.
I look over at Niall.
"You must think I'm insane."
"Not anymore insane, than you usually are."
I blink.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Cal, There are so many things I could say right now but I'm not going to because you don't need or want pity. Especially from me. But just promise me one thing."
I nod my head.
"Just don't cut again. Please."
I nod my head once again.
Niall smiles.
"Now, come here. You look lonely"
"Ugh, Niall that's not possible. You're on top of me remember?"
He laughs and kisses me on the cheek.
I feel the cheek that he kissed me on heat up.
"Aww you're blushing!" Niall gushes.
I shove him off of me.
"Kill yourself mate"
"Ladies and gentlemen it seems like the cancerous Leafyishere is back."
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Heya People's.
Hope this chapter didn't give any of you Ebola.
For all of you who celebrated New Years Yesterday, Happy New Years!
For all of you who celebrate it tonight, keep an eye out I'll be posting a special that I have had written for like a week now.
Hopefully it's not shit