loner. calum hood. ✔️

ten.

ten.

with his all time low shirt and black jeans on calum left his house, not bothering to lock it or shut any of the open windows. he trudged down the street with his hands in his pockets. her house was a few blocks away and it would take him no longer than half an hour to walk there. to his luck the evening was fine, cold but no signs of cloud or rain. in the distance he could see a few clouds nearing but he didn't think they would arrive until after the party.

as he reached her street he could hear the bass trying to escape through the walls of her house. she lived in a two storied house with a large yard. it wasn't anything like a mansion but it was a lot nicer than calums three-bedroom single story house that had no backyard. calum walked up the front steps to the front porch, a few people were milling about on the porch, chatting with red cups in their hands.

calum looked around in awe as he entered the front hall, most of his classmates were here. he remembered their faces but he knew they wouldn't remember his. he wandered around and found the kitchen where there was a table covered in drinks. calum grabbed a cup and poured a shot of vodka and added some orange juice with it. he rarely drunk so he was starting off easy.

he stood around awkwardly just watching people and sipping his drink until a girl sauntered up to him. it wasn't her but all that mattered to calum was that someone was making an effort to talk to him. "nice shirt," she smiled, "who's your favourite member?" calum looked down at the shirt and smiled, before realising that he didn't know any of the members. he looked around and spotted a boy called alex, "uh, alex?" calum questioned, hoping for the best. why would an alex be in the band? he was so stupid. the girl nodded and smiled, "same." calum grinned, but then scowled because he knew she wouldn't stay for long. he was a loner.