If I Could Fly // c.t.h.

calum.

Unknown: hey babe x

Me: who tf is this???

Unknown: you're so cute lol, it's me!!

Me: again, who is this?

Unknown: Shay :)

Me: that doesn't really help...

Unknown: I'm the girl you fucked in the bathroom at the café yesterday?? I can't believe you don't remember me :(

I rolled my eyes. Of course I remember her, it's not everyday I fuck someone in a café restroom - only if I'm really desperate to get off. I just don't remember this chick's name.

Me: okay but how did you get my number???

Unknown: well after we were getting redressed, you dropped your phone so I decided to add my number in so we can keep in touch xx

Me: what gave you the goddamn right?? I don't want to fucking keep in touch with you. We're just a one time thing, got it?

Unknown: my friend was right. You're a jerk!

I furrowed my eyebrows.

Me: your friend told you I was a jerk?

Unknown: yeah.

Me: what's your friend's name?

"Calum!" Rick, one of our many managers at our record label, snapped at me. "We're in a meeting! Stop texting your fuck buddy!"

I smirked. "It's not a fuck buddy if it's just a one time thing."

He rolled his eyes, along with the rest of my bandmates. "This is what I was talking about."

I raised an eyebrow. "What were you talking about?"

"If you would've listened," Luke huffed from the other side of the room, "you would have known that if you don't clean up your act..."

"You're out of the band," Rick finished for him.

"What?!" I cried, standing up from my seat. "You can't do that!"

"We can," he sighed. "And we can easily replace you with another talented bass player."

"But I love this band," I pouted. "I need them. I'd be nowhere without them."

"That's the Cal we were looking for," I hear Ashton whisper from beside me.

"Excuse me?" I question him.

"You've lost your compassion for a while," he replied, sadness in his eyes.

"Yeah, considering how all you care about is fucking girls and-"

"Michael!" Rick scolded. "Choose your words wisely."

"You literally said fuck earlier, though," Michael rolled his eyes. "All I'm saying, you haven't been yourself since-"

"Don't say it," I warned him through gritted teeth, cutting him off.

I never what to hear about she who must not be named ever again.

"Plus, you've been getting a lot of attention from the media, Calum," Rick tells me. "Your fans are going to think differently of you if you keep having sex with a different girl everyday."