Choices || Calum Hood

Last Flight Home

"Because I'm leaving what I love behind and I'm living out my chance to shine like the stars now fading from your eyes and I hope you'll understand."

Calum sits against the wall of the hotel with me in front of him. His tears already absorbing through his skin, but I could see from the way his eyebrows were low and the way his lips were frowned, the pain remains.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye." He mutters.

I smiled inwardly, he may have gotten more masculine, but he's the same little boy who always felt as if it was his job to carry the world on his shoulders. I grabbed his face between my hands, causing his cheeks to squish together.

"It's okay to be sad, but it happened a long time ago." I attempted to comfort him.

He pulled me in for another hug, clearly in need of compassion. My heart ached for my best friend. I racked my brain trying to say of something else that might ease his grief.

"Maybe we can go see her, and you can tell her everything you didn't say."

"She's here? Not in Australia?" He questioned.

"She's here in New York."

"Come on! We have to lea-"

"Uh, sorry to interrupt." The boy with the lip ring awkwardly apologizes. "But Calum we need you for sound check."

Calum lets out and exhausted sigh, obviously emotionally drained after all the crying, before he nods. "I'll be right there Luke."

He turns to me with pleading eyes and says, "please come and watch us to night. Please, please, please, ple-"

"Ill try, okay Calum" I promise him. He gives my hand a quick squeeze before nodding, pecking my cheek with his plumb lips and reluctantly trudging out the room.

Walking down the streets of New York was always hectic, but with the boys in town it was even more insane. My house wasn't far from the hotel so I quickly stopped by and saw Isabel and Mason. When I arrived at my house, I soon realized they weren't home, a little wave of panic washed over me before I remembered they were at going to Paul's house today. Paul was the only person I trust with Bella and Mase, those kids were my everything and I know nobody will ever love them as much as I will but I know Paul also wants the best for them. So, I trust him.

I happily walk out of my house, feeling carefree and young, which is something I haven't felt like in years. It wasn't difficult to find the venue, there was a huge line going all the way around the block. Taking out my phone I sent a text to Calum as I walked slowly down the block.

"Hey Cal, im here :p"

He responded in no time.

"go 2 the front"

I walked a little faster as I made my way to the front. There were so many people from a variety of age groups. Some were young, like really young, like ten years old young. Then some were older like, in there twenties. It was strange combination.

As I finally made it to the front of the line, the folks started giving me weird looks. I felt so awkward. I stood off to the side as I waited for something to happen. All Calum said was to go to the front. The venue doors opened and I swear I almost lost my hearing as everyone screamed.

The yells died down when they realized it wasn't one of the boys.

"Summer Danes?" The man who was at the door called into the microphone.