Calum
"Calum, get up. We're going to the park." Ashton says pushing his way into my room. I groan just wanting to sleep. I had been up all night last night, bawling my eyes out. My now ex-boyfriend had bumped me for someone bleach blond tramp. I mean, just two days before, he told me he loved me; but now he leaves me for a tramp? Are you kidding me?
"Calum Hood! Get up!" I groan once again sliding out of my bed. I look down at myself seeing that I didn't even change last night. I shrug pulling off my shirt, because there was no way that I was gonna wear that sweaty, tear covered, thing. I grab my NASA shirt and a random jumper before sulking down the stairs where Ashton was waiting for me by the door. He handed me a banana and smiled widely.
I give a shrug and we walk out of my house and down the street to the park. Ashton thought that every time we had a problem that it would be great to come to the park because it could 'solve' all our problems. I didn't fully believe that. Mostly because Ashton always drags me there, and the last few dozen times, it hasn't seemed to work all that well.
"You better eat that banana or I'm gonna shove it up your ass." Ashton says. I look out him out of the corner of my eye, and see that he was glaring at me. Shaking my head, and holding back my petty laugh, I eat the banana that my best friend gave me.
"Thanks Ash, for looking out for me." I tell him as we enter the park.
"That's what I'm here for silly! Now I'm going to ditch you so I can make out with Michael once he gets here. Bye!" He smiles and laughs before running off before I could stop him. Fuck you Ashton Irwin. You are such a prick. Always ditching me, he and Michael are just fuck buddies, but everyone is sure that they are more now. Like no joke.
I sigh looking around hoping to see someone that I knew, sadly there wasn't. I walk over to the swings just sitting there, once again basking in my own sorrow.
As I kick my feet the swing next to me moves, making me jump. I look over finding that someone was sitting next to me. Guitar on his back, blond hair standing high on top of his head, dressed kinda like me, his jeans were ripped at the knee's. I couldn't really see his face. But from what can see, he's very attractive, and most likely taller then me, but not by much.
When he turns to me, he smiles widely. "Well hello there brown eyes." He says examining my face. I look down shyly, not really like the attention. That old bastard hated my eyes, but said that he could work around them. It always made me feel like shit and hate my eyes even though I really didn't. Now maybe someone likes them.
"Hello blue eyes." I say back to him quietly.
"Someone's shy. Or is a hot ass boy like you taken? Because I'll back off." He says still smiling at me.
"Um... No... I'm not, anymore at least." I stand to me feet, not wanting to flirt with someone. It wasn't really my thing, and I just got out of a relationship, I don't need another just yet.
Someone starts strumming a guitar, making me turn around and look at the boy that was just trying to flirt with me. He was grinning while strumming his guitar and walking up to me.
This boy he came 'round
The corner, looking like a model
Magazine figure, he was shaped like a bottle
Dark spiked hair, he was fly as a bird
First time ever I was lost for words
What in the hell is this guy doing? Was he trying to get with me by singing me a song? And Cody Simpson a fellow Aussie of all people?
Felt so right, it just couldn't be wrong
Love at first sight if that exists at all
I couldn't move, felt like I was stuck
And then baby boy looked up
And I said hey there pretty brown eyes
What you doin' later tonight?
Would you mind if I spend time with you?
And I said hey there pretty brown eyes
What you doin' later tonight?
Would you mind if I spend time with you?
