Rewind || Calum Hood Fanfic

Chapter 18

Calum's POV

After the meeting the boys, I headed out for lunch. we arrived at this little sandwich shop about 30 minutes from the studio. I was still shocked about our 'biggest headline tour'. Ashton could tell I was troubled so he tried to talk to me.

"You know we can take them on tour right?"

As soon as those words left his mouth my mind instantly went into ideas but then stopped.

"Wait how do you know?"

I questioned him.

"Well before we left I asked Mr. Smith if we could take our girlfriends on tour and he agreed with me. So maybe you could just take Misty with us."

I just nodded and looked down at the menu wondering what to say to help myself feel better.

"Jess already told me that she could come with me so why don't you ask Misty?"

"You asked Jess already?"

I looked up at him surprised. He just nodded and looked back down at his menu.

"You should ask her sooner before it's too late."

"Alright I will."

I sighed running my fingers through my hair. I just didn't want to stress her out with everything going on with her schedule.

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After lunch we headed in separate ways. It was 6:30. Before going to Misty's to stay the night with her, I went back to the house to grab my essentials which included a new pair of clothes and a couple of things for those 'just in case' moments if you know what I mean.

I called Misty 10 minutes before I arrived at Jess's house. Jess opened the door for me.

"Hello Calum. Have you told Misty yet?"

She cocked an eyebrow at me in a motherly way. I shook my head and went upstairs to drop my stuff off.

When I opened the door I saw Misty lying in the same spot that i had left her this morning. I set down my stuff and sat on the bed not trying to awaken her from her peaceful sleep. Her face seemed very pale. I placed my palm on her forehead to see if she was getting warmer but her skin felt cool. Maybe she was getting better through sleep.

I decided to change into my sleeping clothes and brushed my teeth. I heard rustling from the bed. Misty probably woke up. As I rinsed my mouth of the foamy toothpaste I felt two warm arms wrap around my bare torso and a soft cheek that stayed on my back as I straightened up and rotated.

"Hello beautiful."

I told her kissing her head and leading her back onto the bed. There were bags under her eyes but they didn't have a purple color to it. It looked more of a wrinkle than bags.

"Are you still tired?"

She simply shook her head and laid down looking at the immobile ceiling fan.

"Feeling better?"

I tried to question again. She smiled and giggled nodding her head.

"Why do you keep asking me questions?"

She turned her head so that it was facing towards me.

"Because I want to know if my girlfriend is sick or not."

I gave her a smirk before leaning down and kissing her nose, hopefully teasing her. She closed one of her eyes wrinkling her nose as I did that. Then I broke the moment by asking her a question that I've been dying to ask her since I left her room this morning.