Carry On. || Calum Hood

Prologue.

Ara

I was never really the one to complain. I mean, why would I? I was lucky enough to have a roof over my head, 3 square meals a day, and plenty of good company. Wasn't that enough?

Apparently, to any other girl "stuck" in this orphanage, it wasn't. Apparently, to any other girl, their life was supposed to be some glorified version of Annie. Every day, they sat in their beds, waiting for some hunk of a millionaire to waltz in and claim her as his, ending her excruciating life of routine and what they thought was poverty. They want their happily ever after, and they act like they are already going to get it. They didn't understand; It just wasn't that easy.

Now, don't get me wrong, not all children here act as prim and proper as they desire to be. The older ones here are just. . .tired. Tired of waiting, and I'll admit, it's disappointing. But I wasn't worried. I didn't want to drown myself in sorrow because my mom and dad decided that they couldn't raise me for whatever reason, and I still don't. Honestly, it's not a big deal to me. They aren't a part of my life, so why should I hold on to the notion that they need to be for me to go on?

All of us have aspirations. All of us have dreams. Our gears are set in drive and we don't plan to change that. But, we don't have the resources. We don't have much at all, really. At least, we don't have much materialistically.

What the kids have here is support, and it's one of the only things keeping these little ones going. We were lucky enough to have volunteers and staff that actually cared, and they showed it, too. It's one of the little reasons that I smile everyday.

Being sixteen, I took on the role of feeding the kids every morning and tucking them in at night. Not that I minded, I love the kids, and I've always like the idea of becoming a teacher. Maybe a language? That's what I had planned to work for.

I only had two years left in this orphanage, so it was my goal to make sure they enjoyed every moment before I had to leave. No college for me, obviously, but that didn't stop me from considering. Maybe I'll just search for a job, who knows? Only time will tell.

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Calum

Jesus. This is crazy. A worldwide tour?! It's almost too sick to believe. A little over four years and we're traveling to so many places to be us. Four absolutely crazy ass blokes who get nude, sleep in the same bed, and suck at singing. That's us. I love it.

Especially after our Rolling Stones article, I wouldn't be surprised if our female fans personally decided to hunt us down. I mean, that's what we were going for, wasn't it? The amount of guys that appreciate our music are way below what we're striving to be, so why not let them know what's going on, eh?

Of course what they wrote was true. You go on the road, you get lonely. What's the trouble? It's not like my hands will work forever, and come on, have you seen some of the girls around the world?! Crazy.

But, that's besides the point. I'm ready to rock out on my bass with my mates, go to a few parties, and have a little fun from time to time. What could go wrong?

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A/N: The prologue is up wooo!!! Hopefully y'all like it :) or read it. lol. Be sure to comment and vote, and enjoy your readin! Thanks <3

-M