Room 21 - Calum Hood Punk -

Run

- Elena's POV -


The song finishes and a slower one comes on. "May I have this dance?" Luke says in a poor attempt at a British accent. "Why of course, kind Sir!" I laugh. We start dancing and I look over to see where Calum is. I watch him waiting for a drink at the bar and smile. I'm so in love with him. Luke and me giggle at how we're dancing. We honestly suck so bad! I soon feel someone grab my ass and I jump in shock, turning around to see who it is. A guy that I've never seen before winks at me, and it's clear that he's drunk. "Dude, what the fuck?!" Luke shouts over the music. 


"It's just a bit of fun!" The guy slurs, grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. I push him, but his grip is very tight around my small frame. Luke tries to pull his arms off me so I can try and move, but it's no use. Michael is here now too. "Get your hands off her man!" He shouts too. The guy doesn't listen. I push him again, trying to wiggle myself out of his arms, but his grip tightens and he kisses me roughly. Flashbacks of my stepdad come flooding into my brain, and I feel dizzy. He starts kissing my neck until he's suddenly on the floor, an angry Calum looming over him, his fist raised. I try to stop him, but the room starts spinning and I fall to the floor, my vision overcome by darkness...


- Calum's POV - 


I watch him grab her ass as she jumps in shock. He's so fucking dead! Luke shouts something at him. He's drunk. So drunk that he thinks it's okay to grab my fucking girlfriend. I watch him pull her into him and watch her squirming to get away. The bartender is telling me to clean up the mess on the floor, but I ignore him, clenching my fists. Luke fails to pull his arms off her. The next thing makes a nerve set off. He kisses her and she tries to move. He kisses her neck roughly and I can see she's scared. She's thinking of her stepdad.


I storm over to him and punch him straight in the face. He falls on the floor and I loom over him, getting ready to punch him again. Only to realise who it is. It's Jake... Michael grabs my shoulder and turns me around. I see Elena on the floor, unconscious... Why would she pass out?! I kneel down beside her, not bothering to stop Jake from leaving. "What happened?!" I shout over the music to Luke and Michael. "I don't know! She just collapsed!" Michael shouts back. Oh god.


- Ashton's POV -


I make my way out of the bathroom, looking around to see if I can find everyone. Calum's no longer stood at the bar... My eyes suddenly land on the boys crowding around someone on the floor. Who could they- ELENA! I rush over and see her unconscious on the floor. Me and Calum pick her up and carry her outside, Luke and Michael following. "Is she gonna be okay?" I ask.


- Elena's POV -  


I hear a voice, "is she gonna be okay?" Ashton.
"I don't know. I hope so..." Calum replies.
"What even happened?" Ash asks. Calum doesn't say anything. A groan escapes my lips and Michael squeals, "SHE'S ALIVE!" I giggle quietly.
"Baby, are you okay?!" Calum panics, helping me sit up. I nod, cuddling into his chest. "I'm sorry I wasn't there earlier," he whispers sadly.
"It's okay, Cal." I reply, fiddling with his fingers.
"Did he hurt you?" He asks with worry.
"No, just scared me," I answer.


"Promise?" Calum checks.
"I promise!" I smile.
"Good," He sighs, standing up with me. The sound of police sirens in the distance snap us out of our thoughts. "Shit!" Michael curses.
"We're fucked man!" Luke groans.
"What's going on?" I frown.
"The guy that pretty much assaulted you sexually must've called the fucking police!" Calum complains, kicking a rock. "Wait, what?!" Ashton gasps.
"Long story.." I mutter.


"Why would he call the police anyway?!" Ashton questions.
"I punched the twat in the face." Calum growls. Two police cars suddenly pull up outside the club doors. "There they are! Those are the kids that caused trouble in there! One of them punched a kid in the face!" The bartender screams, pointing straight at us.
"They're kids from the delinquent home!" One of the officers says. Calum's voice chimes in quietly, "run." We all begin running down the streets, the police shouting after us.
"Get them!" I hear the bartender scream. We don't stop running, realising that we'll be in so much trouble if we're caught. The sound of police sirens getting louder indicates that they're getting closer and closer.


I start to panic, feeling a little dizzy again. Luke, who's running beside me, must notice, because he takes hold of my hand. I steady myself and we pick up the pace, trying to get back to the home before the police get us first. We're so screwed! Michael falls to the floor, Ashton stopping to help him up. "Come on!" Ashton urges.
"I-I've hurt my ankle!" Michael moans. The police officers are there, putting Michael and Ashton into handcuffs. "Go!" Ashton shouts, being pushed into the car.
"We can't leave them!" Luke sighs. We know we've been caught... We put our hands up in the air and let the officers put us in cuffs, getting into the back of the cars. I'm riding in a car with Luke and Ashton, whilst Calum and Michael and in the car behind. So much for getting away with it...


*


"What on earth were you all thinking?!" A woman, who I believe is called Louise, sighs. We're all sitting on separate chairs in a room. "Well?!" She hisses at us. No one answers. "That's fine! But you're all going to be put into a room where you'll stay for a few days, depending on how well you behave." Louise explains, rolling her eyes. God, she's bitchy. We're all led to a room that's plainer than any room I've been in. I thought my room back at the home was plain, but this room simply had five beds in it and one window that was made of thicker iron bars than the ones at the home. "Have fun." She scoffs, slamming the door shut.


"Well then!" I shrug. The boys all laugh at me. Everyone but Calum anyway. He sits in the corner, scowling. What's wrong with him? "Cal... Are you okay?" I ask, frowning a little.
"Peachy." He says sarcastically, making my heart beat a little faster. Something's wrong...
"No, you're not. What's happened? Are you upset about what happened in the club? If you are, then don't worry. I'm fi-"
"Just shut up." He snaps. I stare at him, tears brimming in my eyes. What did I do?...
"Don't cry, Elena." Luke pouts, coming over to me.


He sits on the bed next to me and goes to give me a hug. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER!" Calum screams. Everyone jumps at the sound of his voice, and Luke looks frightened. "W-what?" Luke stutters, frowning. He's just as confused as everyone else. "You don't get to touch her!" Calum growls, glaring at Luke. "What the actual hell?! He's only trying to comfort me!" I argue, rightfully defending Luke. "No, he's trying to fucking get with you!" Calum seethes, clenching his fists in anger. "What?! I-I wouldn't!" Luke speaks up in shock.
"Don't LIE! I SAW you both!" Calum spits, turning his glare to me.
"You saw what exactly?!" I spit back.


What's his fucking problem?! "You were holding hands for fuck sake! I'm not blind! I SAW!" He raises his voice at the end, making me flinch. "We were running from the police and you were holding hands!" He hisses, looking away.
"Oh my god! He held my hand because I was panicking and I felt dizzy! He was HELPING me! Which is more than I can say for you!" I shout, getting worked up. Why does he always act like this?! Calum doesn't say anything. Instead, he just turns his body so he's facing the wall, ignoring us all. What a prick.


*


It's the evening and I lie down, facing the ceiling in the dark. The boys must've fallen asleep, because they don't make any sounds. I start to think about what happened earlier with Calum and my eyes start to water again. Doesn't he trust me? A tear slips down my cheek and I wipe it away. I can't cry, I'll wake everyone up. I bury my face into my pillow and silent sobs escape my lips. I feel the bed dip and someone lays down next to me, taking my hand into theirs. I instantly recognise the touch as Calum's. "Shh, don't cry, Els." He whispers. Els? I like it...


He touches my shoulder and I shrug his hand off. "Please don't hate me..." He mutters. His tone sounds sad... I turn onto my side so I'm facing him and look into his eyes. He wipes my tears and kisses my cheek. "Calum, I don't hate you. I just wish you wouldn't assume the worst of me." I mumble sadly. "I-I'm sorry..." He says to me.
"It's okay." I snuggle into him and he kisses my neck. I giggle, because it tickles a little.
"Please don't have sex here, I'm begging you!" I hear Michael groan. I laugh at his comment.


"It's not a joke, I'll be scarred!" Luke pipes up.
"And I'll probably vomit!" Ashton adds. Oh my god. We're all in fits of laughter afterwards. About ten minutes later, everyone but me has fallen asleep. Calum fell asleep with his arm still around me, so I just lay still, making sure to not wake him. What happened at the club reminded me of the awful things my stepdad did to me before I left and went to the home, and I honestly don't know why the guy chose me out of everyone to try and do stuff to. There were so many other girls there. I guess I just have to move on from it. It's not like I'll see him again anyway...