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I'm shaken awake, quite violently, by my brother. I groan and push him away easily. he tells me that I have to go eat and tell our mom how today went.

after he said that, a hurricane of emotions hit me and I remembered that I actually need to look through my phone and check my notes and camera roll. I promised I would post then on twitter as soon as possible, but I guess I forgot.

@ irwinsheart: so I promised I would ask the boys some of your questions and they may or may not have taken my phone to type these
*4 images attached*

@user1: omg you are a literal queen
@user2: as if they took your phone, imagine they say you camera roll full of them
@user3: lowkey the best interview ever and they didnt even talk
@user4: did you tell cal I love him?!??

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I laugh at some of the comments and I'm shocked by the amount of retweets. my follower count also grows fairly quickly. I tell myself to eat my dinner and then post the videos, just so they get more exposure.

@irwinsheart: I also did something else for the 5sosfam, reply with your lane for a surprise in dm

@user1: lukeyyyyy
@user2: ashton omg
@user3: mikey
@user4: cal pal

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I decided to divide the video into 4 segments, so everyone gets a cute video from their face. I try to dm everyone that commented and follows me and the responses were adorable and full of thank yous.

my heart swells at the thought of making so many people happy.

then my mind turns to the person who ultimately made this possible. bella. my best friend.

I switch my phone on again and press on the contacts icon  I scroll down to her name and my jaw drops. below her contact was one labelled 'cal pal'

to say I'm confused would be an understatement. maybe someone decided to pull a prank on me and change their contact name to give me a heart attack.

a solid two minutes pass before I press on the icon, and form a short but simple text.

josie: hello, who's this?
cal pal: umm calum? who are you?
josie: haha, that's hilarious. who are you actually and why'd you change your name to 'cal pal' in my phone?
cal pal: ....

cal pal calling...

I sigh and pick up the phone, I knew this would be the best way to figure it out who it was anyway. I'm great at guessing voices and because I barely have any friends, I have a small selection to choose from.

"hello" a deep, accented voice speaks on the other side of the line. my heart stops.

"calum?" i manage to squeak out.

"the one and only" he cheers

"how the hell did i get your number?" i ask, stumbling over a few words.

"i put it in there, babe. at the meet and greet? i had your phone in my hand and you're cute" he explained. he called me babe and cute.

after I stayed silent for a few seconds too long, he spoke again; "josie? you there? you're not gonna leak my number are you?"

I break into laughter after his last question, but he stays silent and deadly serious.

"of course not, you dumbass. why in the world would I do that?"

he just mumbled back to me but I take it as a response anyway.

as I'm about to hang up after a few minutes of awkward silence, his deep voice fills my ears again.

"and jo, there may be a few pictures and videos from today in your camera roll. I got a bit carried away when I had your phone. I'm sorry" he says with sincerity.

"oh my god, do not be sorry. but how did I miss them? I've literally watched the video about 7 times and didnt even think to scroll. I've sent the video to about 50 fans and it didnt even occur to me, god, I'm such an idiot."

he cuts me off: "you're rambling"

I nod and realise he cant see me so I utter a quiet yes.

"you sent the video to our fans?" he questions.

"well duh, that's what I asked for? all my friends and mutuals on twitter deserved it. what did you think I was gonna do?"

"it doesnt matter, what's your Twitter anyway"

I blush at the fangirl name but tell him anyway; "irwinsheart. irwin as in ashton and heart as in the thing that pumps blood"

"ash will be happy to hear that" he says quietly, almost under his breath.

"josie, I've got to go. I'm actually supposed to be in the studio"

"calum, go. jesus, the music is more important than me. bye, I love you" I say quickly and end the call before he can get another word in.

who'd have thought calum freaking hood would give me his number.