Five Seconds Of Summer Preferences

♥︎ He's the nerd || c.h ♥︎

You swing you legs slightly as you sit on the station bench, waiting for the train you take to school.

You look out across and over the railway at the empty bench on the other side. Normally, Calum Hood sits patiently on the other side, sometimes glancing at you or reading one of his thick novels that he always carries around in his worn-out back pack. But today, nobody sits patiently on the other side with styled brown hair and large brown eyes.

Sure, you were the 'Popular girl' at school, but you were nice to everybody, including Calum Thomas Hood. In fact, although you and Calum haven't really talked that much, he has helped you out with some school work when you needed to complete un-finished homework in the early mornings and you have given him some change when he forgot his train - ticket money.

He's pretty cute too.

Over the years of Calum being on the other side of the railway and you glancing at him sitting alone all those years with a small pout on his plump lips, you’ve come to realise that under all his nerd, he’s really attractive. 

You’ve never said anything, though.

Imagine what would happen if the most popular girl in school said that the school’s top nerd was hot; That would end your perfect reputation; That would have all cliques merging with one another; That would ruin the whole point of the popularity chain. It wouldn’t work.

Secretly, and you wouldn’t even admit it too yourself, it killed you to know that you couldn’t possibly be more than friends with this hypnotising boy. 

So for as long as you can remember, and even the primary school when Calum was known for his soccer, you would just secretly think or sometimes even imagine what it would be like to be hugged, kissed and made love to by Calum Hood.

That is why his absence at the train station both saddened and confused you. 

Calum hadn’t missed a day of school since he was in grade four, and that was only because he has in hospital sick. Every since then, he had a perfect attendance and was never late to a class.

It worked that he was never late, though. To get his attention, sometimes you would walk into class ten minutes late just to see his head in everyone’s else’s look up too see who was about to get a detention. 

This one time, you came in late to maths and on demand, everyone’s heads looked up. Calum looked a little longer than you thought he would, though. That’s how the whole idea began.

You heard your train arriving and prepared your school back beside you to get on.

As you got on the train, you looked in front of you to the opposite carriage door, feeling empty as you saw no one tugging on their backpack straps and they made their way to their same train seat.

In the next several moments, that empty feeling once again began to rush into you as you take your seat and see that no one across from you is sometimes glancing or intently reading the pages on their novel.