Meet You There / Calum Hood

Chapter 8: Toronto, Canada

After a couple of days, the night of clubbing had been forgotten since the media had moved on. But for us, it was still stirring in our heads.

Awkward tension has filled the rooms ever since.

I had bumped into Michael at breakfast this morning, and we just gave each other an awkward smile.

I rode the hotel elevator with Luke, and not a word was spoken.

I sat next to Ashton on the ride from the hotel to the music arena. He just silently played a game on his phone.

I practiced some songs with Calum before the show. No words were spoken.

The silence from the guys was driving me crazy.

On the other hand, the nonsilence from Jinger and Elena was driving me crazy. When they feel awkward, they start talking, and they never stop.

Wanting to clear my head, I went to the guy's dressing room. I just needed to hear Calum's soft and sweet voice.

I knocked on the door, and after a good minute, it opened. "Hey Luke," I smiled. "Can I have a chat with Calum?" He nodded and went to fetch him for me.

Calum rounded the corner of the enormous dressing room, a small smile forming on his lips.

I motioned for him to follow me, and we walked down the long hallway. "What's on your mind?"

I slowly stopped walking, "Why do you think there's something on my mind?"

His brown eyes looked deep into mine, studying them closely. "Because of how tense your shoulders are. The slight quiver of your voice as you say my name. How you seem sad even though you try and deny it."

I pressed my head into his chest and wrapped my arms around him. Without hesitation, he hugged back and kissed the top of my head—something I so desperately needed.

Pulling back, I gazed up at him, "I wish all the awkward silence between the guys and me would stop." "It will soon. The whole thing just caught everybody off guard."

"Calum?" I heard my voice quiver. He raised one eyebrow, "Yes?" "Do you think in that one picture that I was kissing Michael's neck?" "I doubt it. He didn't have any hickey's."

My eyes brightened, "You're a genius. Drunk me would have given him hickey's because I lacked sense!" I did a happy little dance.

"Or it could mean drunk you is mentally skilled..." He teased me. "If drunk me were mentally skilled, I would NOT have taken a body shot off of Ashton."

He burst into laughter at my response, but for some reason, time around us had slowed down. I was mesmerized by his laugh, his face, everything.

This is the exact moment I realized I had feelings for Calum.