So for the longest time I’ve wanted to know why Calum sang Invisible by himself.
Like what was going on when they were recording the song?? Did they all agree that the song would sound better if Ashton or Calum sang it because they have some pretty soft sounding voices??? Or did Calum decide hey I wanna sing this song by myself??
If he did why?? Is he telling us something? Is that his way of telling us he feels invisible?? Cause if so that’s really sad and it breaks my heart. But it also got me thinking. Does he feel that way cause there are people in this fandom and outside of the fandom that make him feel like that or is it because he doesn’t get the recognition and credit that he deserves?? If that is so, then I wanna take this time to give him some credit.
Calum, you deserve all the credit in the world and I just wanna thank you for being the one to sing Invisible because the song already means a lot to me but the fact that you sing it makes it that much more special to me.
Your bass playing is amazing and while sometimes it can’t be heard in the song it’s still phenomenal. The other night I was listening to Disconnected Removed Vocals and I heard the bass clearly then and I’m truly amazed. You never seem to fail me and always exceed my expectations.
I wanna thank you for still being so quite and shy in interviews. It’s very refreshing because I’m so quite and shy I don’t talk unless I feel like I should say something. So thank you for not changing that about you.
And this one is definitely the most important to me. Thank you for writing my number one favourite song.
Disconnected. Thank you. That song has gotten me through a lot of shit since its release. When I’m mad, sad, upset, happy, lonely, Invisible, unwanted, unloved, when I’m feeling anything that is the song I put on. That is my go to song. And when I hear that song I get the biggest smile on my face and it feels like a weight has been lifted of my chest.
So Calum, thank you. Thank you for being you. Thank you for writing songs. Thank you for playing the bass. Thank you for your smile. Thank you for Disconnected. Thank you for everything.
Summary: Fratboy!Luke and campus princess Y/N have a habit of spontaneously hooking up.
Word Count: 4.6k
Warnings: Light smut(?) and swearing
Pairing: Y/N x Fratboy!Luke
A/N: I have so many different endings of this written but I think this is the one that serves it the most justice lmao. I hope you enjoy it!
She sighs and slams her cup on the table- not caring if the liquid sloshes out of the flimsy plastic- and runs a frustrated hand through her hair. Her friends move past her and slowly the room drains of people until it’s only her and him.
“Hemmings.” She spits through gritted teeth. He steps from the shadow cast by the doorway and crosses his arms, a low chuckle reverberating from the back of his throat. “Y/L/N.” He replies, imitating her steely tone.
They begin inching closer together until they’re facing each other, a deathly silence infiltrating the air with the only sound being the pulse of music from the raging party through in the next room. “What brings you to my party?” She snarls. The gruff blond scratches at his grizzly beard as his rings glint from their positions hugging his strong fingers.
You had been at Calums for dinner, which was normal for the two of you.
“Okay babe, i got all this cut up.” He said before turning to you. You pulled out your phone to take a cute picture of your boyfriend cooking but as soon as you pulled out your phone he licked the knife.
“Youre such a dork.” You shook your head laughing, knowing it was a bad idea from the start and he was going to cut himself at some point in the night. Thankfully you made it through with no injuries and you and Calum shared a fabulous dinner you both created.
“So I was talking to management earlier”, Calum began while turning the TV off.
You looked up from under his arm and rolled your eyes, “That never means anything good.”
He looked down at you and chuckled, “Uh…yeah…they just want me to…”, he mumbled something inaudible at the end.
“What”, you looked up at him again.
“Theywantmetostartafakerelationshipwithsomeoneelsetostirthepot”, he said quickly.
You sat up immediately, “What the fuck? No!”
“Come on Y/N. They don’t want the band to be forgotten! We haven’t released an album in awhile and it’s just to bring back the relevance. Once we release the album or gain a bit of relevance again, I’ll end it”, he reasoned.
“Calum, you can’t try and justify this. There is nothing okay about this. It’s not even a suggestion, it’s a no”, you got off the bed and fixed your ponytail.
He rolled his eyes, “Y/N, you’re the most dramatic person ever”, he sighed.
“Fine. How about I stir the pot instead? Fake date one of your bandmates in ‘secret’, the media will find that ten times more entertaining”, you deadpanned while walking into your bathroom and looking in the mirror.
He annoyingly followed you, “What’s funny is that if it was for your career, you’d be pleading the same case”, he argued as you applied moisturizer to your face.
“No, I wouldn’t. Unlike you, I take this relationship seriously and wouldn’t even RISK us breaking it up”, you snapped before continuing what you were doing.
“Well, maybe I don’t have to risk anything if it just ends. You were in it for the fame and money anyway”, he muttered under his breath.
You suddenly stopped what you were doing and looked at him in the mirror with wide eyes.
His face mirrored your expression and he immediately regretted what he said, “Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that–”
“No, you obviously did. I don’t need you Calum, the rumors may say that you made me but you didn’t. I made myself. I lived on this earth without you and I can continue to do so”, you closed your moisturizer and walked out of the bathroom, heading for your bedroom door. You grabbed your keys and wallet from your dresser and headed down the stairs.
“Y/N, stop. You don’t want to do that”, he chased after you as you were no at your door, slipping your shoes on.
“But you obviously do”, you grabbed your jacket off the hook and put it on.
“Y/N”, his voice cracked a bit, “Walk out that door and….I’ll never forgive you.”
He was still trying to justify that he was 100% in the right. You rolled your eyes, “I did nothing wrong. I don’t apologize for the shit I didn’t do”, you quickly turned the knob and walked out, slamming the door.
Calum, standing in the middle of the stairs, brought himself to the ground. He leaned his head against the wall, “Why is it always the good ones?”
being lab partners with fratboy!calum who always shows up to class five minutes late and never takes notes in class and usually smells like last nights alcohol, but is still really sweet to you despite his playboy reputation and one day you come into class and he’s actually gotten there before you and he’s dressed a little nicer than his usual ripped shirt and black jeans and he’s traded his snapback in for a more put together hairstyle and when you sit down next to him he mumbles something about how pretty you look today and maybe if you wanted to come to his party this friday night then that would be really cool and if he could have your number that would be really cool too and so when you actually agree he’s smiling so big and after class you over hear him talking with his friends about how he finally got that pretty girl from his chem class to go out with him
As you stare at the mess spread across Calum’s kitchen you can’t help but wonder two things; why did you assume he’d know how to cook, and what possessed him to make such a mess?
“I can explain…” He holds up his hands, a sheepish grin spread across his face. You snort as you notice the strands of raw egg scattered through his hair, “Please do.” Calum begins to rinse his hands in the sink before answering.
Description: Y/N is getting more and more pissed off with Arzaylea since she keeps flirting with her boyfriend. So one time her anger just boils over.
You slammed the door open to find an unpleasant scene in Luke’s living room. Fuck, it sucked dating a celebrity. The whole management was sitting around the table as well as the band, Hey Violet and that bitch Arzaylea. You sighed as all their heads turned to you, and you threw your purse to the floor. Luke met you with a wide grin, but as he tried to kiss you, you turned around and gave him the cheek before mumbling “I’ve had a rough day, I gotta sleep”.
“Hi, Y/N!” Calum yelled from the couch as you were already heading upstairs. He was sitting lazily with his feet on the coffee table.
“Fuck off, Cal! And feet down the table!” You shouted and closed the bedroom door with a bang before passing out on the bed.
You didn’t know how long you had been sleeping, but as you walked down in the living room the discussion was still going on.
“Luke’s already fake-dating someone, why do I have to do it?” Michael screamed and pointed to you at the stairs. You leant against the wall, watching how the management ensured Michael it was only for a couple of months before he could break up with his fake-girlfriend. Luke was sitting beside Arzaylea, who was sitting with knee-high boots and her phone in her hand, chewing away some poor gum. You listened intensely at the bottom of the stairs, as nobody but Michael noticed you. It wasn’t like you were hiding - it was just only Michael who took his time to look up at you and smile.
Prompt: Calum x Reader where the reader comes home drunk.
A/N: So, quick question: would you guys want me to post one of those ask box memes so you guys could send in some questions and get to know me better? (I could have made this oneshot really angsty, but I opted for a fluffier option.)
Calum had been sitting on the couch in a pair of baggy sweatshirt and a t-shirt when the doorbell rung. His brows furrowed as he looked at the clock, seeing that it was about midnight. Who was showing up at his house at this time of night? Standing up, the male walked to the front door and opened it, only to find his girlfriend putting almost all of her weight on her friend.
“I’m assuming she had a bit to drink?” Calum questioned, raising an eyebrow as he coaxed Y/N into his own arms. The girl had gone out with a few friends tonight, not having hung out with them in awhile and wanting to have a girl’s night out.
“She had more than just a little,” Her friend replied with a laugh as she smoothed out her dress.
“S’only had a little.” Y/N slurred, squinting up at her boyfriend and putting her to fingers together to show how much she had drank.
“Sure you did,” The boy replied with a roll of his eyes. “Well, I appreciate you bringing her home, F/N. Get home safely, yeah?”
“No problem!” F/N said with a grin. “I’m glad I could help, and thank you, Calum.” With a nod, the boy closed the door.
“Come on, let’s get you some water.” Calum spoke, leading his girlfriend into the kitchen and sitting her down in a chair. Grabbing a glass from the cupboard, he went over to the sink and turned on the cold water, letting it run for a little while before filling up the cup.
“I want you to drink all of this, okay?” He questioned, setting the cup down in front of the girl. “And take these Advil while you’re at it,” He added on, placing two pills down next to the glass.
After the pills had been swallowed and the water was gone, Calum hooked his arm with Y/N’s and lead her up the stairs. Once in their bedroom, she was lead over to the bed while Calum pulled out a pair of pajamas and handed them to her.
“Get changed into these, okay?” He questioned, unzipping the back of her dress for her. The male slipped off his shirt and then picked up your discarded dress and bra.
“Let’s go to bed, alright?” The boy whispered, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend and pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“But I’m not tired,” She murmured.
“Y/N, I know you- yes you are. Come on, let’s go to bed.”
“Alright,” Y/N answered reluctantly, letting Calum lead her to bed, where she instantly climbed under the sheets.
Calum turned the light off before getting into bed, slipping in beside Y/N and wrapping his arms around her.
I will always choose you, you idiot - Ashton Irwin
Pairing: Ashton x Reader
Rating/Warning: General Audiences, no warnings.
Word Count: 2,5k
hi! could you do an ashton one where it’s a love triangle situation (it doesn’t have to be one of the boys it could be any guy) and ashton gets really jealous and starts think you chose the other guy and then you come to like his house in the middle of he night and tell him you chose him?? (:”
Summary: It comes down to your one of your friends and Ashton. Who would you choose?
A/N: I’m very sorry if it’s not that good, but I was having a hard time these days. Also, I apologize for being inactive the last couple of days, but I was feeling a bit unwell. I’ll try posting more often from now on. If you liked it please like/reblog the post and don’t forget to leave me your comments and thoughts! Feedback makes me improve! Happy reading! xx
Summary: All you wanted was to make a deal and save your boyfriend, but there’s a lot more to your story then you know. He’s waited an eternity for you to find him, but now it may be too late.
A/N: Contains some violence. Thanks for reading! -Bronte
The sky was a brooding grey color and the wind howled as if telling you to turn back and not to follow through with your last ditch effort at saving the only person in the world that you truly loved. The gravel road crunched under your feet as you walked, gripping the small box that held all the items necessary to complete the ritual. Tonight would be the last night of your life, you assumed, as you buried the box beneath the earth there at the crossroads. You prayed that the legends were true and that these items would allow you to sell the only thing you had that was worth saving human life: your soul. You hadn’t wanted it to come to this, but this is what true love was all about right? Sacrificing all you had for the one you loved? There was no other way. It had to be done.
You and your boyfriend Trey had been together for four years and he was really your only lifeline to the world. Without him, you thought, life wouldn’t be worth living and so you convinced yourself that this was your only option if you wanted him to get better. He had been sick for a few months now and the doctors said he had mere weeks until the disease took him for good.
Begrudgingly, you got up from the ground and looked around for the creature you knew would be meeting you here shortly, shivering in the cold autumn wind.
Just as you thought that maybe this process really was an old wives tail, a raspy voice sounded from behind you, making you turn your head to find its speaker.
“Now what’s a healthy young girl like you doing at a crossroad?” The man was tall and much more handsome than you anticipated, with dark hair and tan skin complete with deep brown eyes and a pearly white smile.
“I’m here t-to make a deal.” You stuttered, practically trembling in your shoes.
“Well what can I get you beautiful? Eternal youth? A bigger house? A lover?” He smirked cheekily but your face remained set into a frown.
“My boyfriend’s dying. I want to save his life.”
His face fell for a brief moment, although he quickly regained composure and continued with his taunting. “Oh she’s the noble type?” He laughed, flashing you his white smile. “Well love, I can certainly save your boy for you, but it’s going to cost you.”
“I’ll give you anything.”
“Perfect. I’ll save your boyfriend and he’ll live a long and happy life. Unfortunately it won’t be with you though because I’ll be collecting your soul here shortly.”
“I’ve accepted that.” You chuckled halfheartedly.
“What? No begging? You could at least try and make this fun for me.”
“Could I at least see him one more time? You know, before you drag me to hell?” You cringed at the thought, but hoped that he would let you see your beloved boyfriend up and healthy again before you were gone from his life forever.
“Sure sweetheart, why not. So, I suppose that means your decision is final?” You could say he looked hopeful that you were willing to grant him your soul, and the thought made you cringe. But it was too late to pull back now. Trey needed you, and you were always one to help the ones you loved.
“It is.” You whispered, almost inaudibly, but the handsome demon grinned nonetheless.
“Then we’ll have to seal it with a kiss sweetheart. Don’t worry, it’s not cheating if you do it for the right reasons.” He wiggled his eyebrows and if the situation had been any less dire, you might have cracked a smile.
“Okay.” A single tear rolled down your cheek at the thought leaving Trey, but you wiped it from your face and stood tall as the demon boy loomed over you, his plump lips ghosting over your own. In one swift movement, he gripped the back on your neck and pulled you into him, crashing his lips with yours. The kiss didn’t feel supernatural, except for the fact that this boy was really great at it, but the idea that this single kiss was changing your life forever was almost too much to handle. With a loud sob, you pushed him away and he stumbled backwards slightly before touching his lips and furrowing his eyebrows together, but his confused expression vanished as soon as you noticed it.
“Well shall we go heal your boy or what?” His voice was shaky, much different from the cocky manner he had been exhibiting the entire night.
“My name’s Calum by the way.”
“Y/N.” You mumbled in reply as he took your hand, signifying that he would take you to see your boyfriend.
“Well Y/N, just close your eyes and we’ll be there in no time.”
You wished you could take it all back. You wished you hadn’t been so stupid as to believe in true love and to believe that one selfless sacrifice would fix everything. But it was too late now.
Calum had taken you directly outside yours and Trey’s shared apartment where you had allowed him to come inside so that he could perform whatever it was he needed to so that the love of your life would be healed. But upon entering your home, you hadn’t been met with your boyfriend’s smiling face welcoming you into his arms. Instead he had been out of breath and naked, lying beneath a beautiful bronze skinned woman who was equally as naked as he was. He barely even noticed you come in.
You didn’t even hear his words as he tried to apologize, mumbling some incoherent apology and that he had been meaning to tell you for awhile now. They had been planning to run away together before he had fallen ill, but since the diagnosis he saw no point in soiling your memory of him. But now, he was miraculously healed he said, as if the Lord himself had descended from the heavens and driven the sickness from his body. If only he knew that it was no act of God that had saved him, but the sale of your soul to a brown eyed demon that cured him.
You could barely stand. You could barely breath. You had sacrificed your life, your soul, for someone who had no intention to love you at all and now you would pay the price for your foolishness.
Calum guided you out of your old apartment, back into the night air.
“I’m sorry.” He said, but you knew he didn’t mean it.
“What do you care? You harvested a soul either way.” You sobbed, the tears still streaming from your eyes like a floodgate had been opened.
“Betrayal is the ultimate sin where I’m from. There is no forgiveness for betrayal and I would not wish it upon anyone. Especially you. But what’s done is done and now I have to collect.” He spoke somberly and you closed your eyes,willing the tears to stop.
He smirked. “Well sweetheart I actually have some good news for you.” He smiled but you stared at him blankly, forcing him to continue. “Lucky for you I don’t have to bring your soul to hell. Instead, you belong to me now.” He stepped closer to you, taking your chin in his hands and tracing his thumb over your bottom lip.
“I don’t understand I thought you were just a crossroads demon?”
Calum lifted a piece of your hair out of the way and whispered in your ear. “See that’s where you’re wrong sweetheart. I’m much, much more than that.”
There were a lot of things you wish you would’ve known before you had made that life altering deal with Calum and the fact that he was the right hand man to the devil himself was one of those things. Calum had explained that he was second in command, right under Lucifer, and that he controlled most of the demonic things that happened on earth.
“Lucifer controls hell, but I control the earthly domain.”
“So why were you sent to the crossroads that night? Isn’t that just dirty work for a big shot like you?” You rolled your eyes, not caring whether or not you pissed him off. What’s the worst thing that could happen right? He already owned your soul.
“That’s a conversation for another time, love.” And that’s the only answer you ever got from him. You asked him the question often, but he would always evade the answer telling you that he didn’t have to tell you anything or that all would reveal itself in time, but never a real answer no matter how many times you asked him.
In the weeks following, it was rare that Calum ever allowed you to leave his side. He only left you alone either to return to hell or to deal with a problem that he didn’t think concerned you-neither of which occurred often enough for you liking. He would leave you locked in his room of the small apartment he kept you in when he left, threatening you to stay put with eternal damnation or something similar. Though when he was around he tended to keep to himself, only ever talking to you when he was inquiring about what kind of food you wanted to eat or if you were comfortable enough. He was surprisingly kind for someone who was supposed to be second in command to a legion of demons, you thought, and you kept waiting for him to pull out a bunch of torture devices and do a number on you. But to your surprise, and also to your delight, he never did. Instead, he would cover you with an extra blanket when he thought you were cold, buy your favorite snacks from the store, and allow you to watch whatever you wanted on TV. There was something up and you just weren’t buying his nice guy act. He was a demon from hell for christ’s sake. He had just come back to the small apartment he had for you and had just sat down onto the worn couch when he noticed you narrowed eyes.
“What’s going on Calum?”
“I already told you, you belong to me and that’s all there is to it.” He sighed, his eyes never fully meeting yours.
You raised your voice at him. “No there has to be something else. You’re being too nice to me for someone who supposedly helps rule hell and happens to own my soul.” You shouted.
All of a sudden, Calum shot up, his arm extending and his hand reaching for your throat as his eyes melted into the soulless black that he had yet to show you. His face was a centimeter from yours, his expression hard as he shoved his body on top of yours and pushed you into the cushions. You had never seen his eyes turn black before and it absolutely terrified you. It reminded you that no matter how nice he may seem he would always be the demon that took your soul.
“Is this what you want? You want me to hurt you? To drag you to hell?” His voice was sinister, but with a hurt undertone, almost as if he were a broken hearted lover. “You would rather die and be tortured eternally than be with me? Is that what you want?” He growled, his black eyes raging and his hand tightening around your neck.
“C-Cal p-please.” You choked, the air dissipating from your lungs as his grip grew even tighter. Your pleading eyes met his completely black ones, and as a single tear escaped from your eye he seemed to snap back to reality. His eyes turned back into the deep brown and his grip immediately loosened.
“I-I hurt you.” He stuttered, brows furrowing as deep purple fingerprints began to form on your delicate skin. “I’m never supposed to hurt you, that’s not how it works. I must be getting worse, I-I…” He muttered, getting up from the couch and taking a few steps back from you.
“What do you mean you’re not supposed to?” You asked, but he was too lost in thought to answer. “Calum just tell me-” He cut you off as he swooped back in towards your neck, his lips suckling on your now sensitive skin. He brushed his fingers over your jawline as the sucking turned into kisses. Immediately, the pain you had felt from his chokehold vanished, the bruises fading until, to your amazement, your skin turned back to its original color.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered. “It’s not supposed to go like this. But I guess that’s why the heavens are against us right?” He chuckled.
“What do you mean heaven is against us?”
Calum smiled softly, gazing deep into your eyes as he stroked your bottom lip. “Oh my sweet, sweet, naive little girl. How innocent you’ve always been.” You laid your hand over his as he stroked your face, but you still couldn’t understand what he was talking about.
“Calum just help me understand. If I’m going to be bound to you eternally, you might as well let me know what’s going on.” You reasoned just as Calum’s eyes fluttered closed and he let out a prolonged sight.
“Okay I’ll tell you everything. But no interruptions okay? I won’t be able to go on if you interrupt me.” You nodded your head in agreement and he began his story.
“You’ve heard the story of how demons were created right? Lucifer tried to rebel against God, so in return he kicked him and all his followers out of heaven to live eternally in hell and wreak havoc on the earth?” You nodded. “Well, he also decided to kick out those who couldn’t decide where their loyalties lay quick enough.” He grunted, and you almost said something before he continued. “Angels are supposed to love God and only God. We are not allowed to feel any other emotion with the exception of guardian angels to their assignments. For us, that’s where things went wrong. You were so beautiful and I just couldn’t help myself. Long story short, we fell in love, therefore breaking the only rule known to angels. We were able to keep it hidden on for awhile, but you can’t hide anything from God.” He sighed, running his fingers through his thick, dark hair.
“Wait me? What are you talking about I was never-”
“I said no interruptions darling.” He raised his eyebrows at you and you shut your mouth, hoping he would continue. “He didn’t want to punish you as harshly as the rest of us. You were a prize, even amongst angels and no one wanted to see you descend to hell. So while the rest of us fell from heaven, our wings ripped out or blackened, you were given a second chance. You were always hesitant about disobedience anyways, but some people are just made for each other.” He chuckled, moving a stray piece of hair from your face. “Fortunately for us, God does still have his moments. They don’t call him omnibenevolent for nothing. So he gave us a loophole. He would allow you to live as a human, reincarnated every so often, but without any of your memories of me or of heaven and I would be forced to live under Lucifer’s reign as a demon and watch you live your life without me.”
“How is that merciful?” You scoffed, but he only rolled his eyes.
“You really have a hard time not asking questions.”
“Sorry.” You mumbled, and he grinned.
“The loophole is this. If ever you were to summon me and try and make a deal, then immediately your soul would be bound to mine again like it was before we were cast out. However, in order for your memories to be returned you would have to willingly fall in love with me again.” He stared bashfully at the ground. He didn’t look like the type to ever be shy, but here he was with his cheeks bright red as he told you that you would have to love him in order to be set free.
“So it’s all up to me then?” You whispered, shocked that there was a whole part of your life, or your many lives and existences, that had been kept hidden from you for so many years.
“As it’s always been.”He smiled softly, looking at you like you were once again the angel he had fallen in love with up in heaven. And in his mind, you still were.
“And you’re telling me that in the millennium we’ve apparently been around this is the first time I’ve ever tried to make a deal with a demon?”
“You’ve always been pure like that. I guess that’s what the big man was counting on when he created the loop hole.” Calum scowled. “And of course you finally do and it’s to save another man. I’d kill him if I could for what he did to you, but I can’t say I’m not pleased you’re no longer attached to him.”
You had been trying to push the thought of your cheating scum of an ex-boyfriend to the back of your mind, but you had to admit the thought of his seemed so distant now that you knew the truth. “So if I fall in love with you again, then we both go back to heaven?” You inquired.
“I’m not sure really. I doubt either of us would ever be reinstated, but I do know that we could go free. I’m not sure what happens after that.” He scratched the back of his neck, and you could’ve sworn it wasn’t the first time you’d seen it. Like a flash of lightening, or something even quicker, a memory popped back into your head. He was perched on a branch in a fruit tree, offering you a ripe, round peach with a delicate smile, only this time he had beautiful, white wings cascading from his shoulder blades and a golden halo hovering above his dark locks. He was stunning and as you took the fruit, he lifted his hand back to scratch his neck before leaning in and whispering in your ear. “I’ll love you for eternity my sweet, sweet angel.”
A loud knock on the apartment door pulled you from your thoughts, and as quickly as the memory had appeared, it was gone again. You looked to Calum and for the first time, you saw a glint of fear in his brown eyes.
“There’s one more thing.” His voice decreased into a whisper. “Your soul isn’t just a ticket for you and I to be free. Legend says that a pure angel who has walked the earth on her own will be the key for any demon to escape hell forever. A lot of people think that’s you which means…”
“That I’m essentially a get out of hell free card.” You finished for him. “Lovely.”
The knocks persisted, turning into heavy pounding before a sickly voice sounded from the other side.
“Calum I know you’re in there. Don’t be selfish boy, why don’t you help an old friend out.” The voice sent chills down your spine, like a cube of ice had been shoved down your shirt and was sliding down your skin.
“We have to run.” Calum sounded distressed as he took your hand and pulled you towards the fire escape in a haste.
“Who is that?” You whimpered as Calum pulled you behind him protectively, checking out the window to see if the coast was clear.
“That, my love, is Death. And it looks like he’s come for us after all.”
It wasn’t like you hated Hey
Violet. You weren’t allowed to hate them – they’re were 5SOS’ experiment. That’s
not what the boys said, but that was how you saw them. They wanted to make a
band famous and help them out, just like 1D did with them. So you could easily
hang out with HV – as long as they were all there. Because hanging out just
with Nia or being alone with Rena was weird and scary to you. So going out them
Hey Violet and 5SOS shouldn’t be a problem. But even though all you wanted was
a nice, calm conversation with all of them, you couldn’t help but notice the
way Nia laughed at Calums’ jokes. You all sat around a table at a rather big coffee
shop. You sat beside Miranda and Luke, so far away from Calum.
They were all talking in over
each other, so nobody really got the idea. Maybe there was too many people, but
it was nice anyway. Sometimes you would actually laugh at Michaels dumb jokes
or talk really quietly with Luke, so only you and him could hear the conversation.
But in the middle of the fun, Nia almost died from laughing – and you more or
less wished she would have. She hit Calum’s arm playfully, making Calum’s eyes
crinkle and shine.
“I’m gonna get some more
water. “ You said getting up from your chair. The table you were sitting at was
pretty close to the window, so you could see fans starting to notice the bands.
“I’ll come with you. I need
more coffee. “ Nia said, her voice full of happiness and her smile wide. “I
didn’t get any sleep yesterday. “ She whispered. Nia was sweet… She really was,
so it shouldn’t be a problem being with her alone for a small minute. You
walked both walked towards the counter – unfortunately there was a queue,
hinting that you’d be alone with her for longer than you thought. There was no
awkward moments, but every time she smiled, you couldn’t help but think about
her flirting with Calum. They had been together quite a lot lately and you didn’t
really see any harm in that. Until now – Calum wouldn’t cheat on you, but maybe
he had a thing for Nia? You just were done telling a small story about the time
you went to Disneyland and you puked after trying the teacups. Nia chuckled.
“Yeah! It was like this one
time where we went to a small concert – me and Calum-“ Your face changed at Nia’s
words, but she clearly didn’t notice. “I don’t even remember who was playing. I
took a couple of shots before the concert. “ You moved forward in the queue. “But anyway, I puked at the girls bathroom and
Calum laughed at me. “
Somehow the fact that all Calum did was laugh at her calmed you down a bit.
“But then he helped by holding
my hair and buying me something to drink. He’s really sweet. “ Nia said,
clearly trying to compliment you and your choice of boyfriend, but you couldn’t
see it as anything else, but her smearing it in your face.
“Yea, you probably know how
sweet he is. “ You mumbled, because it had become a bad habit of yours to
whisper your thoughts. But obviously, Nia heard – because what else could
“You don’t want me to be
friends with Calum? “ Nia asked. All of a sudden the sweet, funny, innocent
person was gone and instead a very angry and irritated Nia was standing in
front of you.
“I don’t want you flirting
with him. “ You said, crossing your arms and lifting your brow.
“I’m not flirting! “ Nia raised
her voice, so the people behind you looked up from their phones to see what was
going on. “Are you really that type
of girl? “
You didn’t know what to
answer, because you knew what she meant. You weren’t the jealous, controlling,
clingy girlfriend, but today you were just getting tired of Nia. You didn’t
mind Calum being friends with her, but the fact that she was flirting with him
made you mad – and when she didn’t want to admit it made it worse.
“Maybe I am. Butat least I’m
not going for boys who’re taken! “ You yelled, not caring about the people
behind you and the people in front of you. They could mind their own business.
“Bitch, you’re just scared
that I might actually fuck your man! “ Nia hissed. And just like it couldn’t
get any worse, Calum turned up.
“Hey, you guys are slow. “
Calum smiled. You loved his smile – it was one of the many reasons you fell in
love with him. And you kept falling in love with him every day who saw him.
“Hi Calum. “ Nia said in a
tone that clearly showed she was gonna tell him. “Did you know that Y/N is a
jealous, idiotic prick? “
“Bitch. You just can’t handle
the fact that I have it better than you! “ Nia stuck her tongue out while grinning
“You can’t handle the fact
that Calum would rather be with me than you. “ She said it slowly, making every
word longer. Her tone was quietly teasing and she didn’t even look at you. She
looked at Calum behind you.
You stormed out of the coffee
shop, pushing Calum aside and sneaking in and out between people. You squinted
your eyes, as you closed the coffee shop door. Normally you weren’t like this.
You wouldn’t storm out of rooms because someone insulted you, but today was the
first day where you did exactly that.
“Y/N! “ Someone yelled. You
looked at the source of the sound and found about 5 teenage girls, standing
with their phone and taking pictures of the boys from the window. You smiled,
knowing that you had to put up a face and walked towards the fans.
“Oh my god. “ A girl with red
hair and cute little freckles smeared over her cheeks mumbled. “You’re like
really pretty. “
“What are you guys doing? “
Another girl asked. She had platinum blond hair to her shoulder and she was
standing with her phone pointed towards you, filming you.
“Getting something to drink
and eat. It’s rare they have time for that. “ You smiled and looked at the
girls. You actually loved meeting fans, because they were usually always so
sweet and curious. And it made you feel special in some sort of way. But just
as you were having a very cool and casual conversation with the fans, they
“OMG! CALUM! “ You looked down
on your feet, well-knowing that you couldn’t avoid him. And you knew he was
getting closer, because they were being louder with every step he took.
You felt Calums arms being
wrapped around you and his scent hit your nose and you instantly felt like it
was dumb – the whole thing was dumb and idiotic. You were generally surprised. The
brown-haired girl was clearly still filming and she wasn’t even trying to hide
it. The other girls were awing at the two of you. Calum would normally not be
much for PDA when there were cameras around, but this time he just kissed your
temple and hugged you from behind.
“I love you and only you,
babe. “ He whispered in your ear, making the girls aweing and one of them
snouted “GOALS”. Calum kissed your lips and took your hand, before he started
talking with the fans.
Next day on twitter, you saw
the video from the brown-haired fan’s perspective. And you had to admit, you pretty
damn cute together.
A/N: Here please don’t hate me *throws this at you and leaves crying softly*
You’re walking through the supermarket trying not to see anyone you know. At 11:30pm on a Thursday evening this is usually not difficult. However being caught in your worn, hole ridden pants and one of Calum’s band shirts, massacra and eye-liner smudged all underneath your eyes giving the effect of a panda isn’t something you were keen for.
You’d had a terrible day. Firstly you’d had early classes of your least favourite courses. Then worked for six hours of your usual shift, seemingly it was grumpy peoples’ day out and you were obviously not notified. You’d been given added overtime without notice because your coworker hadn’t turned up for her shift and despite the money being good you just weren’t in the mood. Finally you’d gotten home to a dark and silent house. A cruel reminder that your boyfriend was on tour with his band and wouldn’t be home for another two months. You’d had a small mental breakdown that had resulted in your mascara smudges and t-shirt thieving. Having settled down a little from your breakdown by now you were ducking into the grocery store to grab a bottle of champagne and a tub of ice-cream to console yourself. Unhealthy coping mechanisms but you frankly didn’t care at 11:30 pm.
You had parked somewhat away from the actual shopping centre despite the multitude of spare spaces; you just didn’t want to be right up close to everyone else. As you headed into the store you grabbed a basket and meandered towards the alcohol section splurging on some reasonable champagne. As a teenager vodka had never been a favourite of yours but you’d become a champagne snob after visiting the boys on their European leg of the last tour. It was something you’d not been able to let go ever since.
You grabbed the champagne before you could reassess your life and headed for the ice-cream aisle wandering down the chocolate asile on your way just to tempt yourself some more. A way to make the trip last a little longer not wanting to go home to an empty house.
You’re halfway down the chocolate aisle when running feet startle you as they round the corner and continue on pounding towards you, halting briefly the tall blur reaches a long arm around you to grab something off the shelf in front of you. ‘Sorry!’ The deep voice says hurriedly. You startle for a second time grabbing the tall blur, that has become a tall yet visible man now, by his arm. 'Luke what the actual fuck!’ You exclaim convinced you’re dreaming. 'Y/N!’ He responds just as startled as you are, you’re not sure why he’s so startled to see you considering you in fact live in this town and he is supposed to be in another state entirely. Luke squeezes you into a massive hug nonetheless, rattling the champagne against the basket and pushing all the air out of you. 'Woah I’ve missed you so much and so has your boyfriend that’s why I have to be quick getting this, I told him I couldn’t wait I needed some chocolate so,’ he kisses your head in a loving big brotherly fashion despite being two years younger than you, 'I’ve gotta go I’ll catch you some time!’ He pulls away as you roll your tired eyes. 'Luke!’ You say half amused half annoyed. 'Yeah?’ He turns jogging on the stained linoleum. 'Do me a massive favour please.’ You speed walk over not wanting to run to him should the champagne begin clunking against the plastic carry basket again. 'Pay for this and a tub of ice-cream and bring them back to the bus I’ll meet you there.’ You fish out two twenty dollar notes from your pocket pushing them into his hand. 'Get your chocolate too and keep the change.’ You give him a quick hug and thrust the basket at him. He rightens himself, beginning to protest the amount you’ve given him as you take off running through the store towards the car park around the back, the most inconspicuous spot to have a massive tour bus. You race down the aisles earning dirty looks from shoppers and employees alike not that you care in the slightest. Despite being dead tired and emotionally spent you sprint on through the doors and burst into the night air, fresh and cool. Your legs are tired by this stage, purely due to lack of sleep and extreme fatigue from your busy day, but you refuse to slow down.
Rounding the corner of the big concrete building that is the shop you let out a little squeal of joy. As you suspect the bus is parked inconspicuously behind the store, lights on inside engine running still, clearly expecting a quick stop. You race across the car park dodging the parked cars, there is no traffic due to the late hour luckily for you. You’re too excited to be salty Calum didn’t tell you he was coming. You don’t even care if it’s only for a day, you’re ecstatic to see your closest friend and boyfriend.
You pound once on the door and it opens automatically, the waiting for it to open wide enough for you to slip in causing you to jog lightly on the step.
'About fucking time Luke, that’s 10 whole minutes with Y/N I’m missing out on for your cravings!’ Calum grumbles from the lounge not looking up from his phone, the fact that this upsets him makes you smile a little, pleased your boyfriend is as excited to see you as you are to see him. He stands leaning against the back lounge wall next to the window.
You rush to him, smothering him in a hug so fierce he drops his phone, which thankfully lands safely on the wrap around lounge. 'Y/N!’ He responds with arms that engulf your shoulders as he buries his head in your neck. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as he pushes his face closer to your neck, stubbled chin resting millimetres below your ear. You rock from foot to foot still embracing him, much too excited to stand still. 'What are you doing I was going to surprise you!’ He says with a laugh breaking barely a foot apart at the torso, hips still flush against you arms sliding down to your waist hands resting gently on your hip bones. 'I was getting a few essentials that I have since persuaded Luke to grab for me. When I saw him race down the chocolate aisle I almost died of shock. I cannot believe you’re here!’ You reach up brushing a hand across his cheek with a feather light touch. 'I’ve missed you so much and your timing is impeccable! I really missed you today.’ You explain quietly cuddling back into Calum, determined to get in as many hugs as you can before he returns to the tour. 'Aww don’t you miss me everyday? Not just sometimes!’ He laughs faking offense. 'Don’t be silly you know I miss you all the time today just was a particularly terrible day in general and being with my boyfriend would have made it a lot more pleasant. But shocked as you may be I actually miss you most when it’s beautiful outside when I walk in the park, or when something great happens. Your my best friend as well as my boyfriend.’ You say into his chest somewhat shyly. He wraps you tighter in his strong arms. 'Same, Y/N same, I’ve missed you so much and I’m not here for long but I couldn’t not have the time with you.’ He says placing a gentle kiss on your head.
'Alright we get it but you can go home now before you make us all sick. Take your shit and get out. We’ll pick you up in a week.’ Michael says making shoving motions with his hands. Ashton laughs and pats Calum on the back. 'Go on mate.’ Ashton then rubs your back gently 'good to see you Y/N, take care of him and I’ll come pick him up when the breaks over, sorry it’s only short.’ He says sympathetically. You smile up at the curly-haired drummer, 'thanks Ash, it’s good to see you too.’ You briefly break away from Calum to give Ashton a warm hug. Embracing him you you close your eyes and smile contently, you’ve missed being with your little family almost as much as you’ve missed Calum.
Your smile morphs into a wicked grin, letting go of Ashton you march deeper into the bus. 'Your turn! I haven’t seen you in such a long time you have no say in the matter Clifford!’ You throws your arms around Michael as Ashton and Calum share amused laughs. You do a little dance as he pulls you into his flannel-clad chest. 'I’ve missed you all, even you Mikey!’ You joke but look up at him to make sure he knows you really have missed them all. He laughs loudly, 'we’ve missed you too, Calum particularly, the bus is pretty small mate, we can hear you.’ He winks at your blushing boyfriend. 'Be nice.’ You scold squeezing your arms tightly around his middle. 'And give me my girlfriend back.’ Calum pouts. You laugh letting go of Michael you walk back to Calum, sliding an arm around his waist. 'Come on let’s get your stuff and chase Luke down for mine then we can go home.’ You say excitement at the idea of a week with your boyfriend at home. He nods enthusiastically placing an arm around your shoulders gently he picks up his bag and presses the button to open the door. You call goodbyes as you walk towards a much calmer Luke, the tiredness that touring causes is showing on all the boys and Luke, despite his bubbly nature is no exception. He hands you your shopping and you give him a gentle hug as a thank you. 'Thanks Luke, take care of yourself, have a good rest.’ You say worried about how much of a toll this touring takes on them all. He nods and you walk off in seperate directions. Calum’s hand is nestled in yours as you walk to the car, having parked so far away from the few cars in the car park does have advantages and being able to reacquaint yourself with your boyfriend after so long in reasonable privacy is one of them. Although you’re both exhausted kissing in your car like teenagers before driving home and sharing a shower and then falling asleep I each other’s arms is an exhilarating idea. Now every time you go to a a supermarket you wish you did see someone you knew.
None of any of the evil things said in this preference is true. You’re amazing, beautiful and 1000% awesome. If you’re likely to get triggered by insulting comments and general meanness I suggest you don’t read this one x
It’s the night of the guys’ second album release party and to say that they’re excited is an understatement. As you’re all sitting in the dressing room waiting for your cue, none of them can seem to stop talking as their nervous chatter fills the room. You’re sitting in a makeup chair in the corner having the finishing touches added to your face as you smooth down your dress.
"Are you sure it’ll be fine?“ You ask nervously and bite on your bottom lip as you fiddle with the short material. "You look great, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna care and if they do they’re pricks. You look like a million bucks, so enjoy yourself okay?” Your stylist reassures you and pats your shoulder softly. Feeling slightly more confident you smile at yourself in the mirror and nod slowly. “Okay, I look great? Are you 100% positive it’s not too short?” You clarify and the girl behind you sighs. “It’s barely above your knees Y/N, you can’t see anything. I wear shorter things around my family anyway, you’ll be fine. Now hop off and call Luke over, I need to fix his hair.” You laugh and slip out of the chair and turn to give your friend a brief hug before wandering back to the guys and passing the message on to Luke.