Going Somewhere New - 5sos

Chapter 4

--Calum's POV--

I sat up in bed with my phone in my hand. I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. 7:30. I couldn't help that I was an early riser, despite the constant change in times while on tour. I looked back at my phone thinking of Devyn; I really wanted to text her but I kept second guessing myself. As I continued to mentally recite a list I'd made of the pros and cons of texting her I felt the bed shift and saw that Luke was beginning to wake up. I looked over to the other bed where Michael still passed out with his arm draped over Ash.

I got out of bed and went over to take a shower, fifteen minutes later I stepped out and heard a Blink 182 song playing in the room with Ashton singing along. As I looked around for my towel I heard a laugh I knew as Michael's coming from just outside the bathroom door.

I peeked out to see Michael with his camera pointed to me an the towel in the short hall connecting the bedroom and the bathroom.

"Say hi to keek, Cal," He said, laughing at me.

Asshole.

Thirty minutes later I was dressed and on my way out. I decided to go for a walk alone and try to figure out what to do. It was pretty chilly out due to the clouds and the early morning temperature. As the cool breeze hit me I thought more about Devyn. I sort of liked her, but I wasn't sure what to do about it. I pulled out my phone out of my back pocket and selected the new text option. I hope I didn't seem too forward.

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--Devyn's POV--

Oh, God. My head. What happened. I can't... I just... no.

I tried to sit up to go an get a desperately needed aspirin but nausea took over much like last night. I kicked off my blanket and ran to the bathroom just in time to vomit. Thank god Alaska wasn't in here getting ready already because then I definitely wouldn't have made it into the white porcelain bowl I was now crouched over.

Once I was positive my business was completed I washed my face and brushed my teeth. Just as I was about to exit my sister came in with a serious case of bed head that unfortunately ran in the family. She eyed me up and down and looked over to the now clean toilet.

"You too, huh?" She asked even though the answer was obvious. I simply nodded with shame.

She laughed at me before she spoke again.

"Luckily I handled my business last night and sobered up in time to drive the boys," she said with a cocky grin on her face.

"Yeah don't think I'm not still pissed about that," I couldn't believe she left me here while she drove them to their hotel. "What time is it anyway?"

"I don't know 10 maybe. Why don't you just check your phone?" She said looking at me as if it was stupid of me to have not have thought of that myself.

"Oh my god why did I not think of that. You are such a genius," I said sarcastically. "If I hadn't had to run in here to prevent puke from getting all over your room I'm sure I would've remembered to grab my phone."

"You shouldn't have drank so much!'

"You shouldn't have taken me out in the first place!" I screeched.

She looked taken aback and upset until a scary smirk appeared on her face. I knew all to well she was planning something against me and being in the vulnerable hungover state I was in now I feared the thoughts going through her mind.

"You're right, D, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how weak you were until now. I'll make it up to you. Want breakfast?"

I felt sick but nod anyway. I followed her to the kitchen and as I walked in I was extra cautious waiting for her retaliation. I sat at the stool by the counter and watched her as she grabbed a pot from under the sink. She turned to me and slammed the pot on the counter. I instantly covered my ears and cringed glaring at her.