Delayed || Calum Hood

2.

The boy took a seat beside her. He was quite tall and she could barely see his face that was covered by a grey hoodie.

Who was this boy and why was he so angry.

"You son of a.."

"Hello?", she waved her hands in his face, "Excuse me if you haven't noticed, there are KIDS and PEOPLE around here so will you please cut it", she continued.

And all he did was glare.

Glared as if he was about to eat her soul away.

But that's not what bothered her.

He seemed familiar. With his blackish brown tousled hair,  brown eyes, and full lips.

That's when it hit her. Calum Hood.

"Hey!", he waved his hands in front of her face, "Are you even listening?".

"Huh?", She was too lost admiring him to hear what he said.

Should I tell him that I was a fan? Or should I pretend that I did not know him, she thought to herself.

"STOP IT MICHAEL", he shouted into the phone, again and ended the call.

"Is everything okay?", she asked, wondering what Michael had done to piss Calum off.

"Does it look like I'm okay", he asked in an annoyed tone. Rude.

"No", she replied, fascinated by his reaction.

He surely looked hot when he was angry.

He just glared, again.

"Ughh... My friend Michael 'accidentally' locked me inside the washroom and assumed that I was already on the plane back to LA. Now all my band mates  are on their way to LA and I'm stuck here until there's another flight", Calum narrated, anger clear in his voice.

"Oh", she replied, amused.

"Why am I even telling you this?", he said and turned his face away. He let out a "humph" wrapping his arms around each other in anger. He looked cute like that, she thought.

She observed him as he relaxed back into the seat and continued fiddling with his fingers.

Her phone started ringing but she did not pay attention to that. She was too busy taking in the beauty of Calum Freaking Hood.

He turned around and looked at her, raising his eyebrows in confusion.

"Excuse me, but your phone is ringing", he said, confused.

"Right", she fiddled around her bag and fished it out. It was just her mom, yet he was in no mood to answer it.

"What?", she asked as she pressed decline. He was staring at her.

"Where did you get that ringtone?", he asked?

Oh shit.

(The inserted clip is her ringtone xD)

It was the megaphone song from behind the scenes of  Good Girls.

Should i tell him that I am a fan?, she thought to herself.

"Oh that? i don't know, my grandma downloaded it", she said. Fuck.

"Your grandmaaa...?", he asked, probably confused.

Good job Irene, she said to herself sarcastically.

"Yeah... my grandma", she said.

It was already bad that she made up such an awful excuse to cover up that she was a fan, but the fact that she had mentioned her grandma, who was dead, was worse.

Her eyes started tearing up at the thought of her grandma.

"I'm sorry, did i say something offensive?", he asked, not sure what to do.

"It's just..", she struggled to form her words. "It's just that my grandma passed away recently".

Even though she had just met Calum, she did not mind opening up to him. It is weird and difficult to explain why she felt that way. She was a fan, that's why it felt like she had known him for ages. It was like meeting an online friend, but without the other one knowing anything about you.

"I am so sorry", he said "I should not have mentioned her. I feel bad".

This boy really was too precious.

She wiped her tears on the sleeves of her cardigan, "It's okay, you did not know".

He glanced at his phone and locked it shut. He proceeded to stand up and then glanced at her.

"Hey umm I know we don't know each other and it's weird but do you want to get something to eat?I mean I feel bad for making you cry and It's okay if you don't want to come along".

"First of all, you did not make me cry. Secondly, I am hungry and i could do with some food", she replied getting up.

"By the way I am.."

"Calum."

"What?"

"What?"

"How do you know my name?", he asked, surprised.

Act cool Irene. Think Think Think.

"It says so on your backpack", she quickly replied. She was blushing by now.

"Oh...", he did not look convinced at all.

"I'm Irene", she held out her hand.

"Calum", he replied.

Fuck he was warm.

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Hey hey,
So i wanted to update but some stuff came up. An internet friend of mine tried to commit suicide and it had gotten me all messed up. He is recovering now so thats good :)

Also, I changed the POV in this story from 1st person to 3rd because i find it easier this way. I didn't proof read it so if there are any mistakes, please point them out.

And please bear with me. I promise there will be secrets revealed and drama in the upcoming chapters.

Also, I'm entering this book for the Wattys so YAY

Please, vote and comment. Also, please check out my new book "Struggles of being a fangirl" if you can

This A/N is already too long.

Byeeee

-Ina