Calum's POV
Well, eventually I ended up telling them what happened and why was I so late. They gave me a couple of weird looks that I managed to ignore and also avoid.
"You told me you didn't have any friends in school?" Luke raised his eyebrow.
"She isn't my friend!" I defended and shook my head really hard.
"And she's a she! You told us you don't like girls and you avoided them" Michael added
"Well, no denying she is a she. But we're not friends! I'm trying to avoid her here and I need help." I rolled my eyes at them.
"Why can't you just be friends with her?" Ashton suggested. Everyone in the room went silent and shot him a what-the-hell-did-you-just-say look. They all knew what I was going through. They knew I hated making friends, specially with girls. They just happen to disappear all the time, everyone I needed and loved. They left. They always left.
"Oh, I forgot" he mumbled
"Anyway, let's get this over with!" Luke grinned and led the band practice the whole day through. Well, we kind of did videos and proud to say we were gaining views, likes and subscribers.
"We're getting famous!" Michael cheered and punched the air.
"Not yet" I smirked at him and waited for his reaction.
"Don't you dare calum" He glared
"What? I'm just saying the truth." I shrugged and laughed at his childish impressions.
"You're crushing our dreams, cal" Luke chuckled.
"Whatever, I'm going home" I dismissed myself and went to the subway. It came to a stop minutes after and I got out.
Alesia wasn't my friend. No, not at all. Can't you see I'm trying my best to ignore and avoid her? I don't want any friends. I don't need more people who I need to prioritize. I'm fine with Luke, Ashton and Michael. I don't want more. She'll just be another come and go friend. I'm sure she'll leave as soon as possible. She's a transfer, for fuck's sake! I don't need her. Not anywhere around me. I don't like her, that's for sure. Never did. Don't. And never will.
I opened the front door and surprised to see a figure that was too familiar for me. Mali.
"Cal!" She stood up from the couch and gave me a killer hug and ruffled my hair.
"Hey" was all I managed to say. We haven't each other for like, i don't know how long. She used to visit all the time but just stopped one day. Maybe for 6 years of not visiting me and mom. So I really don't know what to say to her right now.
"How's my baby brother doing?" She asked after she let go.
"I'm fine" I chuckled after i cringed at her calling me 'baby brother' I obviously wasn't a baby. And Mali was the only one who haven't noticed that.
"Any friends? Special friends? Girl friends?" She said giving emphasis to each kind of friends she mentioned. Then winked at me.
"No. No. What girlfriend? Never in a million years" I shook my head, "No"
"Why?" She pouted. That was my signature impression, not hers. She doesn't pout. She'd never.
"Because, you know" I rolled my eyes. She knew about my crazy phobia of being separated with the people who've been a part of my life.
"Yeah, but you need to get over it for some time now. You can't be friendless for the rest of your life, baby brother" She patted my head. Baby brother.
"Yes. Of course I can, I don't need friends. I've been friendless since the day, she, the girl left." I shook my head and struggled on trying to remember my friend's name.
"You do know her last name, don't you?" She questioned with a puzzled look on her face.
"Duh! Of course... Not" I scratched the back of my neck. I'm so stupid. I wasn't good at remembering stuff, just memories. Not names and shit.
"Well, i don't know either. But Cal, think about getting friends. You should sooner or later, you can't stay like this. I have to go now, bye" She gave me one last hug. I nodded towards her and waved, "Bye baby brother" she teased one last time.
"Just go away" I shook my head and laughed. I locked the door and searched for mom. She was in the kitchen, she knew Mali left. She said her goodbye too. I just peeped through the door and went straight up to my room.
"What the hell is her fucking name!" I thought about her too much, I know. I jumped on my bed and collapsed after. I stared at the ceiling tracing marks and trying to remember what she looked like. She was unforgettable, that's what I thought. But I forgot her. So if she still knows me and gives a fuck about me? I deserve to be forgotten and out of her life i'm a piece of shit and useless. She needs to continue with her life and spend time with new friends and all that fucking shit she does to make herself happy.
"Calum Thomas Hood you shit" I mumbled and shoved a pillow over my face falling into a deep sleep. My life literally revolves around my bed.
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