[2] Contact

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"Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy. Wake uuuuuuup!"

I mumbled softly, pulling my sheets over my head and rolling over. I felt hands on my shoulders, shaking me roughly. What was going on?

"Vivian..." I groaned quietly. "What? It's Saturday!"

"Yeah, but we have big news!"

I cracked my eyelids open just enough so that I could roll my eyes. Then I pulled the sheets off of me, and sat up.

Vivian, Scar, and Ken were all huddled around the tv, which was on silent. Blinking sleep out of my eyes, I let the image on the screen come into focus.

"Oh, not another one..." I groaned. "Stop making me watch their tv interviews!"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Cried Scar. She turned the volume up on the tv just in time for the interviewer to say, "...written for anyone in particular?"

"Well," Luke said, exchanging a look with Michael. "Most of our songs are just love songs, not really written for everyone. Well, that's how me, Ashton, and Mikey write them. We all secretly think Calum has a certain girl in mind, but he won't spill."

Giggling, Ashton nudged Calum, who cracked a smile.

"Well?" The interviewer asked. "Are the rumors true?"

Calum shuffled uncomfortably. "Well," he finally said. "Sorta."

Scar, Vivian, and Ken all squealed and nudged me. I rolled my eyes.

Calum went on, "There was a girl, but I haven't seen her in a while, and I doubt she even remembers me. She was just a very inspiring person."

Scar couldn't hold it in anymore and screamed.

I shoved her, a little cross now. I didn't know why.

"Well, can ya give us a hint to who she is?" The interviewer asked.

Calum shrugged, and turned to face the camera. "Addy, if you're watching this... I'm sorry. Please, tweet me. Tell me it's you. Tell me something only Addy would know."

I gasped. It would have been okay to deny up to this point. But he had said my name. There was no holding back now.

"Tweet him!" Vivian ordered me. "Addy, what are you waiting for?"

"He remembers you!" Ken shrieked. "Oh my god, I'm so jealous!"

"You can't ignore direct summons like that," Scar reasoned. "Come on, Addy. He wants to make contact with you!"

"All of you, shut up!" I told them. "I'm listening."

Calum sat back, looking a little nervous. Luke was beaming. "Hi, Adelaide Aria Winters!" He shouted, waving at the camera.

"That idiot," I said, rolling my eyes. "Hi, Luke Robert Hemmings."

"We miss you!" Mikey called, putting up a hand heart. "We also miss Scarlett, Vivian, and Kenya! Please come back!"

"Addy, I want my giggle buddy back!" Pouted Ashton, stretching his arms toward the camera. "Why'd you leave us?"

"Guys, shut up!" Calum said. "We're having an interview!"

The interviewer was about to ask something, but I lunged forward and shut off the tv.

"Hey!" Ken protested.

I stood up, for some reason suddenly angry.

"I'm so done with him!" I shouted, my fists clenched. "I just want him to leave me alone!"

"Addy, he made the first move," Vivian reasoned. "He's sorry! You gotta talk to him."

"No."

My three best friends stared at me, jaws open, as I crawled back under my covers, pulling my sheets over my head. I would not be tweeting Calum Thomas Hood. I would not tell him something that only we would know.

The problem is that I knew exactly what I would have tweeted him if I had.

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Two days later, I came into the dorm, weary after a day of classes. I threw my bookbag onto my lower bunk, and collapsed beside it, going onto my phone. I hummed to myself, scrolling through my instagram feed.

Vivian and Scarlett arrived, laughing and talking about some cute guy on campus named Samson. I didn't pay much attention to them. Boys didn't interest me as much anymore.

They both sat down, Vivian opening up a history textbook and Scarlett going on our shared laptop to work on an assignment.

Ken came in next, and she was smiling at her phone. When she saw me, she ducked her head, avoiding eye contact, and climbed up onto the bunk above me.

What was that all about?

We were quiet for the next hour or so. I started working on some homework, and Ken left for work. Around 6:30, Scarlett shut the laptop and collapsed on her bed, groaning softly. "I'm so done with Uni," she said loudly to the wooden top bunk.

"Same," Vivian agreed, turning a page in her textbook and scribbling something in the margin of her textbook.

Scarlett then shoved the laptop to the side and popped to her feet, a bright smile on her face. "How does some tuna helper sound, gals?"

"Should we wait for Ken?" I asked her.

"I'll save some for her," Scarlett shrugged.

"I'm in!" Vivian laughed.

Then Scarlett was in the kitchen, and I heard pots clattering, her melodic voice humming softly, and water bubbling. Fifteen minutes later, she swept back over to the bunks, laden down with three bowls.

"Chow down!" She called.

I slipped out of my bunk, and took a bowl. Inside was a creamy, rich substance. Noodles, peas, and tuna combined to create deliciousness in a box. I inhaled the heavenly scent.

Then, I dug in.

Vivian and Scarlett finished before I did, and cleared their bowls. Then they returned to studying. Just as I was finishing the last bites of my dinner, our there was a knock on our door.

I rolled my eyes. Probably Ken, having forgotten her room key. I pushed my bowl away and stood up.

When I reached the door, I grabbed the doorknob. I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. Odd. Whatever, probably something weird in the tuna helper. My payment for trusting anything Scar cooked. I twisted the handle, and opened the door, prepared to make a snarky comment at my klutzy roommate's expense.

Then I saw who was at the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

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OOOOH, cliffhanger! Sorry bout that. I should have the next chapter up soonish. If you're enjoying this fic, please vote and comment, as it means a lot to me. Also, check out Jenikel098's Calum fic, because it's pretty great and she's also a pretty nice person.

If you want, feel free to check out my Danisnotonfire fanfiction, "Just Friends", my Niall Horan fanfiction, "He Makes Me Smile," and my Louis Tomlinson fanfiction (coming soon!), "Under A London Sky."

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See you soon xx

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