Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

Prom Baby? (C.H)

YOUR POV

I awake to hear the sound of his voice floating throughout the apartment.

He's here, in the house.

But why?

I stretch out my arms, as I sit up and sigh with content at the feel of my body awakening too.

I blink a couple of times before fisting my hands and rubbing at my eyes.

A loud yawn escapes my lips, as I swing my legs out of the bed and shuffle across the room.

I open my bedroom door, peeking out and glance down the hallway, my ears pricking up as I listen out for that voice again.

After several seconds, I hear his deep throaty laugh, confirming his place in the house.

Oh yeah, he's here alright.

I groan, wishing he wasn't here, wishing he'd go back to his house and leave me and Chloe the hell alone.

As I move my feet slowly down the hallway, I hear his voice sounding so light and happy, his laughter ringing through the house.

Why is it that he's always so happy with others but so angry with me?

I will never understand why he acts the way he does.

I finally make my way into the kitchen, announcing my arrival by greeting Chloe and Luke, who has accompanied Calum, loudly and giving a hard glare to Calum.

Of course, I'm met with an icy cold stare, his words ceasing to exist and his demeanour changing.

His back straight and tense, hands coming to cross at his chest and his feet apart, he watches me with angry eyes.

"Good morning to you too!" Chloe greets, chirpily.

"And what is he doing here?" I ask her, as I pour myself a glass of water, my back to them.

She sighs, without answering and I can tell without even looking she's annoyed.

She keeps trying to be the peacemaker, bless her, to the game we are playing but it's never going to resolve anything.

He obviously hates me and there's nothing I can do about that.

I just wish my feelings for him were of similar standards.

But unfortunately for me, I'd ended up falling for the dick, to which, even to this day, I still couldn't understand how or why.

"He has a name," Calum grumbled.

I scoffed, not surprised that he had answered and not Chloe.

"I wasn't talking to him," I replied, as placed my empty glass in the sink.

"I'm going for a jog," I announced.

I turned on my heel and raced out of the room, without giving any of them a second glance.

I huffed as I tugged on my joggers and trainers, then shrugged into my t-shirt.

I grabbed my phone, stuffing it into my bra, as I had no pockets and it was the safest place to stash it.

I didn't bother bringing my water bottle or any money, I just took off, leaving that house behind.

I needed air, I needed space.

I needed to be away from all things Calum Hood.

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This is just the start of a pretty long imagine. Let me know what you think!😊 - Meg