Radio // Calum Hood {ON HOLD}

9. Mayonnaise

Calum finally managed to drag himself out of the bathroom after being threatened by me telling him that I would draw things on his face while he was sleeping. My family decided to forget Calum's disappearance so he actually had nothing to worry about.

In the end, we had a fun afternoon and before we knew it, the skies were dark. Before we left for the night, my mother and sister dragged me into the kitchen to discuss sleeping arrangements and Orla's graduation.

Calum's POV

Brooke's father called me over to him while the ladies moved into another room. Shit.

"So, Calum, tell me a little bit about yourself." Mark ordered. "Full name, age, education. All of that fun stuff."

I swear I was about to piss myself.

"My full name is Calum Hood. I'm seventeen and I went to Norwest Christian College in Sydney. That's where my band and I are from." I revealed.

"Your in a band? What instrument do you play?" He questioned.

"I'm the bassist. I also sing sometimes." I said shakily.

"Hm," he nodded. "So, what are your intentions with my daughter?"

My mind went completely blank. I didn't really have any intentions. I just liked her.

I hesitated before answering. "To date her I guess." My mind traveled to what could happen in the future. "Eventually, I would like for her to become my girlfriend, I guess."

He father hummed in approval. "You seem like a good kid, Calum," He leaned forward, "As long as you keep my little girls safe and happy, we shouldn't have any problems."

A huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. "Thank you, Sir. I really appreciate this."

"No problem, kid."

Brooke's dad and I found some common interests, like football (soccer) and he genuinely seemed impressed when I told him about my past with the sport. Soon enough, our in depth conversation was interrupted my Brooke claiming that she wanted to leave before it got too late.

We exchanged our goodbyes before returning to the hotel. I decided to be a gentleman and walk her to her and Lizzy's shared room. As we stood outside the door, I found myself wishing for more time with her.

"Do you want to come inside?" Brooke invited, "We could do a Twitcam or something." I briefly thought over the idea in my head and agreed.

It made me feel warm inside when I realised that this was her way of trying. I felt like I could trust her because she proved that she didn't make an empty promise.

I threw my shoes by the door and shrugged my coat off, hanging it in the small closet. "Lizzy went to dinner with Cameron and Becky so I don't know when they'll be back." Brooke informed as she opened up her laptop and started up our live stream.

"Shall I just tweet the link?" I asked. She hummed a 'yes'.

@Calum5SOS: in the hotel room about to do a twitcam with @BrookeEvans for all of you lovely people http://www.twitcam.livestream.com/asdfghjkl

Instantly, I got thousands of retweets and favorites. I sat close to Brooke at the top of the bed with the laptop in between us.

"Hello!" Brooke exclaimed when the screen came on.

"Hey!" I laughed.

"So, we don't really have any ideas on what we should talk about," Brooke admitted, "But I figured that it would be fun to do a Q and A."