Highlights {cth}

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6:30pm. 

Still have time to prepare dinner before Mom goes home and for me to prepare for the band practice. Sometimes, I hate my mother but, to be honest? After everything she's done for me, I guess preparing her dinner won't take much of my time. I'll just leave a note with a heart, so she wouldn't be that mad. I mean, hearts on notes makes everything better. It always did, ever since I was a little girl. I dropped my bag on the couch and went straight to the kitchen. No time to waste. 

I sat on the kitchen stool and began to prepare mom's favorite dish. Hot Italian sausage and Tomato Pasta. I cook the fettuccine before I chop the sausage and tomatoes. I grabbed my phone and decided to blast loud music, silence just makes me scared sometimes. 

I place the pasta on top of the table, with a note. And lots of heart. 

I head to my room to change into a pair of skinny jeans and a new v-neck top. Before I head downstairs, I grab my blue hoodie and wait on the couch for Calum. How do I even know if he's here if I don't have his number? My own thoughts are answered as I hear a knock on the door.

"Who's there?" I yell, fixing my hair and walking to the front door. 

I open the door and a tall, muscular boy in dark skinny jeans, NASA shirt and a gray beanie stands before me, smiling.  

"Oh hey, Calum." I smile back, putting both of my hands in my pockets. 

"..Hi. Aren't you going to let me in?" Calum asks, leaning on the door, smirking. Ugh, boys and their smirks. 

"Yeah, yeah come in?" I walk to the kitchen and wait for him to follow me. 

Calum walks in and closes the door. "Want something to drink?" I ask, opening the refrigerator.

"Uhm, orange juice, milk, tea, coffee, water?"

"Isn't it a bit too late for those drinks?" He asks, sitting on the kitchen stool in front of me. 

"Except for water. Water it is then." I get a glass and pour water in it, giving calum something to drink before we leave. 

He gives me the glass and stands up. "Ready to leave?" He asks, his hands in his pockets, smiling.

"I was born ready, hood."

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"Hey! We have a visitor!"

Michael yells, as he runs towards me and Calum, embracing us both in a hug. Well, it's a friendly hug, why not hug back?

I pat Michael on the back, "Uh, came here to watch you guys play, remember?" 

"Mikey, stop being so gay." Calum says, pushing him and ruffles his now purple-ish hair. 

"Is everyone ready?" Ashton asks, playing with his drumsticks while sitting behind the drums, clearly ready to put on a show.  

They all go to their places and start playing. 

"Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue. 

 The unsuspecting victim, of darkness in the valley, we can live like Jack and Sally if we want. 

Where you can always find me. 

And we'll have Halloween on Christmas, and in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends." Calum sings, almost as if he was an angel sent from above.

I never knew he has a wonderful voice. He looks so cute playing the bass though. 

"Don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head. I miss you, miss you." The song ends, and I wish they'd play more songs, too bad I have to go home. 

"How was it, em?" Luke asks, setting his guitar down carefully. 

"Em? Since when did I tell you to call me Em, Hemmings?" 

"I'm sorry, I-" He apologizes. 

"I'm sorry, I- I didn't- I have to go." I stutter, standing up quick and grabbing my bag before I head to the door. But something stops me.

No, not something, someone. 

"Hey, are you alright? You don't have to leave." Calums begs, pouting like a lost puppy. He holds my shoulders gently, as he waits for my answer. 

"Look, I'm okay. I really am, thanks for asking. But it's already late. I don't want my mom to worry, you guys were sick though." I smile, making up an excuse to leave. 

Well, most of it was true. I did need to go home, last thing I need is a mad mother. 

"Okay, do you want me to take you home?" 

"It's fine. I can just take a cab. No big deal, tell them I'm leaving and that they were great. See you tomorrow, and thanks for today." I sigh, walking to the door. 

"I had fun too! See you!" He yells, enough for me to hear even though I'm outside. 

I decide to walk home, I forgot I left my money in my other bag in my room. I reach home, the lights are off. I sigh in relief, thank God she's asleep. 

I sneak my way up to my room and lock the door. I change into my pj's and hop on to my bed. All that walking made me tired. I lay down and think of today. Em. A nickname from someone I want to forget.

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