Impossibilities

Don't Remind Me

"I'll walk you back," I say as I walk Calum to the front door, wanting to be a good host.

"M'kay, I don't know how many of them are awake if any, my phone stopped buzzing around twelvish," Calum replied, smirking defiantly at the carpeted hallway. We knock on the front door and wait for the door to open.

And if wondering if I slept with this glorious bassist the answer would be no, well we almost fell asleep during a movie, which led to Calum suggesting that he go back to Mikey's, which seemed reasonable, and nothing transpired between us, I mean fourteen year old Dianne would have been squealing with glee that she had met Michael Clifford shopping, and hormonal seventeen year old Dee would have been all over Calum Hood if he was in her room instead of watching Horror and Comedies all night long. I'm a changed woman who tunes in every now and then into the fandom, pre-ording all of their new albums, I'm too busy following my own life to get into someone else's. But yeah you could say I've grown up a bit.

I'm interrupted by the door opening, my eyes falling on a shirtless dishevelled Ashton with a grin on his face, "DEE!!" He exclaims, pulling me into the apartment completely blanking Calum who shrugs and walks into the lounge room, while I'm pulled into the joint kitchen, my eyes widen at the mess, "I can't even food," Ashton grinned, proud of his mess. It's evident that he is still somewhat intoxicated.

"Um, okay, well what were you trying to make?" I question as my as fall on Calum who is leaning over the lounge with a sharpie in hand.

"Grilled cheese sandwiches," His smile brightened more as he picked up cheese slices, "Cheese," He drags out the word, "Cheese is a funny word... Cheeeeeeeeessssse," He then giggles and hands me the slices. How can this be a grown man? I ponder as I butter the bread slices, watching Ashton struggle with the plastic wrapper.

"Cheese is a funny word... Like banana, like why is it called banana?" inquired as I unwrapped the slices for him and turning on the sandwich press on the bench.

"Banana and cheese... Maybe it's a consp-somthing thingy ?" Ashton tried.

"A conspiracy?" I suggested, trying to suppress my laughter as Ashton smiled brightly, his dimples showing brightly. It's hard to believe that this guy is almost twenty three.

"Did you know that Mikey likes you? So does Lukey and Calum... And I do, but just a lil bit," He giggled, then shushed me, "You're not supposed to know that. Don't tell anyone that."

Shocked I froze and listened to the cheese toasties sizzling. My idols like me... Not in that way obviously, but as a friend... That makes alot more sense, I mean I'm just nineteen year old Dianne Maria Roberts, your average Joe, Five Seconds of Summer could never see me that way, could they? Nah of course not.

Smiling I took out the toasties and turned to Ashton while yawning, "Yeah you guys are pretty cool too." What was I saying? They were awesome, sighing I walked into the lounge room.

I looked down at Michael and Luke who were both sporting moustaches, glasses, penises and the word 'Loser' on their foreheads, "Was that permanent?" I questioned as I looked at Calum who was trying to look as innocent as possible, although I knew it was him because Ash was in the kitchen with me.

"Maybe." He said sheepishly.

"It won't last long," looking at Calum, "Anyway I gotta go and get some sleep. I've got a big day ahead of me." I said dismissing myself as I walked towards the front door with thoughts of Nash, my mum and telling my friends that I live next door to the one and only Michael Clifford.

"Dee! Wait up," I heard Calum say, I turned around and looked up at him, his brown eyes twinkling, "Can I have your number?" He asked hopefully.

Dumbfounded, I nodded as he handed me his phone. In a daze I had typed in my name and number... Calum Hood just asked for my number.

Calum... My number.

THE CALUM HOOD WANTS MY NUMBER.

I nearly squealed with glee as I handed him back his phone... Which probably had Kellin Quinn's phone number in it, or Vic Fuentes... Or Jack Barakat's. Oh My Gerard Way. I contained myself and looked into warm brown eyes again... I am an adult now, I can do adult things.

"Well, good night Dee, hope the demon doesn't come for," Calum smirked at me as my blood ran cold.

"Why would you say shit like that?" I whispered before leaving the apartment and legging it to my home and locking the door behind me. I dived bombed onto my bed once I reached my room and turned on my lamp, the I got up and turned off my big light. I jumped back on to my bed and picked up my phone, scrolling through my messages.

Rave: Nope... Nothing do you need help unpacking? I know Olive is free too.

Me: Um yes please... Also there's this gig tomorrow night and I was wondering if you and Olive wanted to come with?

Rave: Meh sure, I'll ask her. Also is Lily coming too?

Me: Thank you. And I have to ask her but she will probably come. Also I come by around one?

You see Rave, Olive and Lily have been my friends since I left my old life. I met Lily first, she was working in the cafe that hired me at the time and we instantly became friends. Then it was Rave, she was a regular, after a while we started hanging out after work. And then Rave introduced us to Olive, her best friend since childhood came into the picture and the four of us have been as close as Velcro.

Rave: Awesome, and sure we will stop by around one, Night Dee

Me: night Rave

I then clicked onto the texts with my mum. The least I could do was go, I mean the woman did help me get this apartment.

Me: Sure mum, I'm going to sleep now I will see you tomorrow. Goodnight I love you.

As much as I disliked church, I missed some of the friends I did have, although they were snobs it has been two years. Sighing I rolled over, pushing thoughts of the demon Bahghoul from my head, and I then I slowly descended into sleep.

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Cliché she fell asleep

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-JAzzY