"MOM, YOU STOLE MY CDs!!" I practically shouted. She giggled. "AND WERE YOU LISTENING TO THEM?!" At this point, I don't even know why I'm shouting.
"I gotta say, they're pretty catchy," she said. This, I can't argue with her. "They're amazing," I breathed. I looked out the window while listening to many of 5 Seconds of Summer's best works.
I reached home in 30 minutes and rushed to my closet. I picked out a grey Batman top with a signature black bat printed in the middle, black lace skirt that goes up to my upper thighs, a thin strip of black leather belt, fishnet pantyhose and assorted accessories.
I have many more hours to go before seven so I text my best friend, Natasha.
Me: Hey :)
Natasha: Ok, there's a smiley face, what's going on?
She knows me so damn well.
Me: So Calum asked me out, along with the rest of the boys.
Natasha: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Funny joke, you're not getting me this time.
Natasha: Wait
Natasha: OMG
Natasha: YOU'RE FUCKING SERIOUS
Natasha: DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING MATTER YOU CAN TALK OVER A TEXT. THERE SOMETHING CALLED A FUCKING PHONE. YOU BETTER FUCKIN CALL ME, USING THE MOTHERFUCKING PHONE, RIGHT THIS FUCKING SECOND, BECAUSE I NEED DETAILS, FUCKING DETAILS WOMAN.
Me: ily 😇
Natasha: ilyt 😇
I called her right away and she picked up right away too. I was greeted by a pleasant screech of hers, despite the crazed ways we'll greet each other.
"HEMERGAAAADDDD I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH YOU DONT EVEN KNOW. BUT I STILL LOVE YOU TOO. BUT I'LL LOVE YOU MORE IF SET ME UP A DATE WITH ASHTON. WINK WINK." She was laughing at her own statement.
"Ashton is way too old for you," I said blankly. "IM NINETEEN. FINE, LUKE," she said stubbornly. I rolled my eyes, but she can tell by how long I paused to roll my eyes.
"What's wrong?" She asked sensing my mood. "It's just that, what if I mess up? What if I embarrass myself??" I said, starting to feel real emotions taking over. "You're not," she replied calmly. "And..." I started to whisper as if someone outside could here me, "I think Calum likes me."
"Omg, no way," She said in awe. "I know right," I sighed. "Okay, what is really wrong?" At first, I wanted to say I don't know but then I finally came up with something that basically summed up what I'm feeling.
"I'm not good enough for him," so this is what I meant by saying he wouldn't do me any good... "HONEY, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING," she practically screamed in disapproval.
"I mean, what if I'm really not what he thinks? What if I disappoint him? What if the fans don't approve of me being his, I dunno, girlfriend? What if.. What if?" By now I was starting to be emotional because all my life since I found out about 5SOS, I've always wanted to be one of the band member's 'true love' or 'significant other', especially Calum. But I never really thought of the consequences.
"PEOPLE WOULD KILL FOR YOUR BODY." My dear friend said. Natasha is a born Malaysian but she's one of those top class, tumblr ass people, unlike typical Malaysians (no offense). Having American blood is a big deal to her. I laughed.
"Don't worry okay?" She returned back to her normal tone. "I'll be over in a second."
"Okay," I whispered into the phone.
• • • • •
She arrived 30 minutes after the call. We approved of my outfit and helped me with my makeup.
Currently, I was on the way to the destination the boys had set. Somehow Calum got ahold of my number and told me the venue, time and that I could bring a friend, more specifically, a girl friend.
We (Natasha drove) brought my mom's silver Volvo to Delicious, a restaurant.
I walked in the restaurant, feeling slightly nervous. Natasha was the first to spot them. "OMG, THERE THEY ARE," she said, a little too loud to be a whisper.
I tucked my hair behind my ears and walked to their table. Surprisingly nobody was shouting at their account.
I stood next to their table, not knowing what to expect.
"Damn," Calum breathed
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Bands Before Friends || c.t.h.
Fanfiction"I guess broken boy meets broken girl." "Calum, are you broken?" "I'm broken without you." "That's so fucking cheesy."
