In the Hood's Life

Chapter 5

Calum's POV

I woke up and bolted out of bed.

"What's gotten into you?" My dad asked as I skipped into the kitchen.

"I have a gig, I have the most beautiful girlfriend who's just so perfect, I have a great family, and I have amazing grades!" I yelled.

"Aww, Calum said you're beautiful and perfect." My mom said into the phone.

"Tell her I love her and to look extra hot tonight!" I smiled.

"He says he loves you and to look extra beautiful tonight." Mom laughed.

She hung up and looked at me quizzically.

"Now, whatever you do, do not hurt Annabelle. She is important to us, and if you break her I will force you to live outside." My dad lectured.

"I understand." I said, chuckling.

"When are you going to Jackson's?" My mom asked.

"About eight." I replied.

"How are you going to get there?" My dad asked.

"We're taking the van." I said.

"How is Annabelle going to get there?" My mom panicked.

"She said she was going to walk." I said.

"No. I'll pick her up at nine so she can be there early." Mom said.

"Okay." I laughed.

My parents shooed me out, also laughing.

I unplugged my phone, checking my messages.

The guys were excited, and Belle was too.

Belle texted me saying she was going to make tee shirts.

I told her that was cool and that she should sell them.

1O Hours Later (9:30)

I was looking around frantically for Belle.

I finally found her out front, sitting at a table with a jar full of money and a few tees.

"You came just in time. I'm almost all out." She grinned.

"Who did you sell all of them to?" I asked.

"People in our school who came to watch. They think you'll fail." She said.

"We won't." I said.

"Here. I made these especially for you guys." She said, handing me a few shirts.

They were black with '5SOS' written in white. There were yellow tally marks behind '5SOS' like a watermark.

"These are great!" I said, pulling her in for a bear hug.

Her shirt was the same as mine, except on top of '5SOS' it said 'girlfriend of'.

"I like yours too." I smirked.

"Oh my God. I think I'm gonna puke!" Said a snooty voice.

"Taylor. No surprise to see you here. You're obsessed with Calum, why wouldn't you watch him perform?" Annabelle said, putting her hands on her hips.

"I am not obsessed with him. I'm just shocked to see he would rather date you. You're no beauty queen." Taylor snorted.

"Excuse me? I love her. She's beautiful in more ways than you will ever be. She cares about something other than shoes and STD's." I said.

"At least I could actually get STD's. She's a virgin! She stands no chance against me." Taylor smirked.

"She does. Being a virgin means she doesn't give it away like free samples." I growled.

"Whatever, babe. I'll take a shirt, Annabelle." Taylor grimaced.

"Sorry, did you not see my sign? It says I don't sell to whores." Belle smirked, dismissing Taylor.

"That's my girl." I chuckled, kissing her forehead while she flipped Taylor the bird.

I went into Jackson's and went backstage.

"I got shirts!" I said.

Luke and Michael broke apart from their make-out session and Ashton looked up from his phone.

"Let me guess, did Belle make these?" Luke asked.

"Yeah." I smiled.

They all took off their shirts and put on the new ones.

We grabbed our instruments and went onstage.

There were about one hundred people there.

"Hello Sydney!" Luke yelled.

A loud cheer erupted.

"We're 5 Seconds of Summer." Mikey beamed.

"Thanks for coming. we're starting with a song called Heartbreak Girl. I originally wrote for the beautiful Annabelle, but now she's my girlfriend." I smiled.

We sang through the song, a chorus of cheer at the end, especially from Belle. We played through a ton of other songs, including some we wrote and some covers. After three hours of singing, playing, and busting strange dance moves, we were done.

"I never knew my best friend was so talented." Belle squealed as she wrapped her arms around me.

"Well, he is." I smirked.

"It's really late, we should get home. My house or yours?" She asked.

"Probably yours, because I don't want my parents 'aww-ing' at our every move." I said.

"Well, at my house there's Ashton, and Lord knows that he'll be making sure we aren't doing anything inappropriate. That means constantly knocking on the door."

"My house I guess, I'll just lock my door." I smiled.

"Good. My house is out of crisps anyway."