5sos imagines (Squad entry)

The asshole with the DB hoodie PT2

Continuation of last chapter
TheAmazingWorldOfFic
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I rave down the slamming threw the door like a football player and what i saw i wasn't prepared for....

My poor Calum tied up
Duck tape up over his mouth
Shirt ripped, and a few bruises. And a large purple hickey on his neck.

He laid weak, waiting for someone to finish him off.

"Calum!!" I gasp and rush to his aid frantically calling luke

"Hello ASH DID YOU FIND HIM!" Luke practically screamed threw the phone.
"LUKE HELP HALLWAY THE LAST DOOR . HELP HES HURT!!" I yell back.
With no question luke. Had already hung up.

Tears roll down my cheeks like rain fall.
Its all my fault
Its all my fault
Im so sorry Calum.

I start to peel the duck tape off his lips slowly so it wouldn't hurt. Once completely off his lips were red like cherry tomato red.

My poor baby!!

I continue to free him and untie when luke crashed threw the door shutting it behind him quickly.

"Oh Jesus Cal.." He gushed rushing to help me untie him.

It took us a few until he was completely free laying almost limp breath completely uneven.
"Calum! Cal talk! Speak to me buddy.." Luke broke down in tears hugging his best friend. So tight he might pop!

I felt so bad
Luke loved Calum like a brother. They were so close.

"Luuke,...m.mate.. You're crushing..my remaining ribs.." Calum choked out opening his eyes just a bit using the last bit strength to hug him back.

Luke's body flew back in surprise, so did mine we had thought we lost our Calum.

"CALUM DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME!" Luke could barely contain himself his emotions contained tears, giggles and screams.
But mine was silent.

"YO BITCH YOU READY FOR ROUND TWO!"
We hear a large booming voice from the other side of the door. Coming through.

In a dark blue hoodie.

I stand to my feet and take one big wind up and... *SMACK!* i hit the boy so hard he hit the wall.

"LUKE GET CALUM HOME I GOT THIS PRICK"

And there was no telling him twice.
He quickly gathered Calum in his arms and bolted out of the back exit of the bar.

"Who THE HELL ARE YOU LITTLE SHRIMP?!" his hood falls revealing his dark face
Boxy facial features brown short buzzcutty hair and a stubble with pitch black looking eyes.
"Your Worst fucking nightmare mate!" I say throwing another punch. It hit him hard but he came with a counter attack to my eye.

The fight was long, filled with blood and squeals, but i held my victory flag high and walk out of the bar knowing the boy wouldn't wanna mess with him anymore.
It poured down with rain and thunder clapped as loud as roaring lions.
Feet dragging. One hand holding my bruised side the other on my bruised cut next to my eye. Limping
Threw puddles i whince at the pain of each step, looking up to see the house only a few steps away. Im ....so......clo...