Punchbag - Calum Hood (5sos) Alternate Universe [ON HOLD]

28: calum

28: northern downpour - panic! at the disco

©alum

Why would Luke do this to me? Why would Michael do this to me? I hated them, I really hated them. I had all this anger burning up, bubbling with vex inside of me and it was dangerously close to spilling over the sides and burning anything in its path. If I let my feelings out, I would be left with no one. Not that I deserve anyone. No, I can't tell anyone about anything, I can't. Although, even though I don't want to let my feelings out, I could still talk about them, to Cassidy.

I rolled over onto my front, the tiny grains in the Tarmac embedding sharply into any bare skin on show. I brushed my shirt down, sitting up and wincing because my back was killing me from falling asleep in such an awkward position, on the floor. I stood up gingerly, running my fingers through my greasy hair. I needed a shower.

I checked my phone; it was dead of course, but there was no doubt that I'd have missed calls from both my mum and Rick, and most likely Luke, too. Not that I wanted to talk to that asshat right now. I cracked my neck, rolling my head around. Then, I set off for Cassidy's.

When I arrived, all the curtains were drawn and a dusk mist had settled to trawling about the neighborhood. Even though I had no idea what time it was, I was still knocking on my friend/possibly girlfriend's house at possibly some obscene hour in the night. Chuckling, I lifted my knuckled to the door and knocked softly. Within moments, the door swung on its hinges and revealed Cassidy wearing her pyjamas.

The moment her brain registered who was standing before her, her face contorted into a warped expression of aggravation, and she motioned for me to step outside. I stumbled backwards, confused.

"What do you want?" Cassidy asked, somewhat wearily, rubbing her face.

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked softly, swiftly grabbing her hands. She snatched them away, her expression now displaying fury.

"Why am I mad at you?! Because you told me to wait in your fucking house for you and then you didn't show up. But guess who did! Your parents, Calum, and they weren't too happy," she hissed.

"Shit," I mumbled. "Oh shit." In all the drama, I'd completely forgotten about Cassidy.

"Oh, shit? Oh, shit, indeed," Cassidy shook her head, scoffing, and turned to go back inside.

"No Cassidy, please," I said pleadingly, grabbing for her hand once more. "Look I can explain. Luke and Michael-"

"No, Calum, don't. Just... don't. I've had it up to here as it is and you've made everything worse." She paused and looked upwards. "Look, maybe it's best if we just go our separate ways now. It'll be easier on us both."

"What?" I whispered. But when I looked up at Cassidy's emotionless eyes something snapped. "Fine! You know what? Fine! Fucking fine." I kicked the curb, groaning a little with anger.

"Calum?" Cassidy walked towards me. "Calum, honestly, this is the best way-"

"Fuck you," I spat quietly.

I turned and walked down the street. I'd only just turned the corner when the tears began spurting out of my eyes. My chest ached so so much and I wanted to die. I just kept walking, I wasn't exactly sure where I was going, but when I turned up at Ashton's flat I silently thanked my subconscious for not taking me home. Nervously, I rang the doorbell.

Ashton took a while to answer, and when he did, I did a double take because he looked awful. His eyes were bleary, cherry red veins running throughout them. His hair was long, wild and greasy and his usually trimmed stubble was almost a full on beard. He reeked of staleness and unclean clothes.

Ashton didn't say a word when he saw me, my face riddled with tear stains (although I'd stopped crying now), he just moved out of the way to let me through into his living room. He made me a cup of coffee and I settled rather consciously into one of his stain riddled sofas.

"So you know?" he asked, once he'd made both of us a drink. "About... Everything?"

I nodded, and it was silent for a while. "So, um, what happened to you?"

Ashton made a noise that was somewhat describable as a cross between a scoff and a narcissistic laugh. "Where do I begin? Michael left, meaning we didn't have his income to pay for the rent. Admittedly, he never made much doing... Whatever the fuck he did, but it the money still had to come from somewhere. We could've coped, though, but then I took a few days off to look for Michael, which turned into a few weeks, until my work called me up and... and fired me," Ashton's voice raised a little as he spoke, but he took a deep breath and remained steady. "So my mum was really angry and we got into a shouting match and it turns out she'd made arrangements to stay with my Aunt June for a while whilst I looked for another job. But I was angry and I told her to go without me, and she did. So now I'm stuck here until they evict me. They've turned off my water, too, that's why I'm wearing dirty clothes and I stink, by the way."

I shook my head, "I'm so sorry, Ashton."

He smiled thinly. "It's ok, there's nothing I can do. No one will employ someone who looks and smells like a hobo, will they? I still get student allowance, thankfully, but I'd rather use that to buy food than waste it getting a suit washed at the dry cleaners."

"You're welcome round mine for showers and washing and stuff, anytime," I assured him, sipping my coffee, which Ashton had so kindly heated up in the microwave. "But maybe not right now, because I'm not even sure if I'm welcome round mine at the moment."

I sipped the last part of my coffee and set the cup on the coffee table.

"So, how's Cas?" Ashton asked, and I felt the tears brimming in my eyes. I tried to hold everything back but I needed to tell someone, I needed to.

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I was crying, hard; the sobs raked through my body and I shuddered every few seconds. "She hates me over something so stupid, I don't understand, I really don't."

Ashton patted my shoulder gently. "I think she's trying to make it easier on herself, Calum, by cutting you off before she goes. You need to respect that."

I nodded, and we sat, both of us lost in thought. "Are you doing anything today?"

Ashton looked at the clock above his TV. "The landlord's coming at 3, most likely to evict me, so I'm looking forward to that. But after that, no, probably I'm just going to drink away my sorrows whilst watching a movie. What about you?"

"I've got to face my mum and Rick, I'm dreading it. Mind if I join you to drink away my sorrows, too?"

Ashton smiled. "Be here at 7."

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so i wrote this hella early bc i did my paper round and couldn't get back 2 sleep so

THANK YOU FOR 10K i love u all sm ASDFGHJKL

Question: what's your favourite TV show?

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