lost and found // calum hood

67 | Elizabeth

I spend the next three days trying to contact Amy, but she wasn't answering my calls, blocked me on every social media including her personal and fan twitter (that wasn't really a 'fan' account anymore, she changed her username) and was never in her dorm when I showed up.

She knew goddamn well that what she did was absolutely disgusting and wrong and she didn't even want to face the consequences? Pathetic.

Calum was trying to fix everything back in LA, of course, the boys knew what really happened and management believed them, but it was hard to get rid of a story like this.

So, Calum and I decided to do a live Instagram tonight to try and get the rumors out of the air so the boys could finally release their new song that was on hold for two days because none of them felt like now was the right time for it.

But that was later, now I was walking from my last class straight to Amy's dorm again. She couldn't avoid me forever.

I made my way up the stairs and walked the endless hall towards dorm room 36, Amy's room. For the sixth time in the past two days, I knocked on her door.

I waited, but still no answer. I rolled my eyes, this was so fucking annoying. I turned back around and saw a girl walk up to me, or rather the door behind me. "Hey, you're Amy's roommate, right?" I asked her and she nodded. "Yeah, hey, what's up?" she asked and I smiled at my chance. "Is Amy in? I need to talk to her." I said with a serious voice and she shrugged.

"Not sure, you can come in and check, though," she said before grabbing her keys and opening in the door. I smiled at her, thanking her.

I walked into the room just to see Amy sitting on the couch, with a blanket wrapped around her, drinking hot chocolate and watching something on her television. She looked up and the moment our eyes met, she knew she was fucked.

"Out," she said, putting her mug on the side table and standing up. "Oh no, you don't get to tell me to get out after ruining Calum's life. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I said, walking closer to her so that I was now in front of her.

I was beyond angry, maybe if Calum was like any other guy this would blow over real quick, but this was Calum Hood, the bassist and singer of the biggest band that no one's ever heard of. This could easily wreck their reputation and fuck up their lives forever.

Everyone remembered how much impact it had on Cal's life when his nudes leaked all those years ago and people still taunt him with it, so just imagine how bad this could be for him. All because she did this. This was her fault.

"I just told them the truth," she said bitter and I raised my eyebrow. "Oh, the truth?" I asked and she nodded. "You changed the whole fucking story! He never hit me, he never punched me, he tried to push me aside to get to Mitchy and it made me fell, it was a fucking accident. You weren't even in the same room when it happened, you made it sound like he hits me on the daily!" I basically yelled at her.

"Because he is bad for you!" she yelled back at me, and I shook my head. "He isn't, I've never been happier," I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Really? Last time I checked you lay in bed for a week because your boyfriend gave you a concussion. This is Tommy all over again, but you're too blind to see it again because this is your fucking idol." she said.

"Don't you dare say he is anything like Tommy. Tommy tried to fucking rape me. He hit me. Calum never did any of that!" I said, raising my voice once again. "You're just fucking jealous that Calum and I have something really special and Ashton doesn't even look at you," I said.

I honestly couldn't understand why else she was trying to fuck up my relationship and Calum's reputation. "You are ruining someone's life! You are ruining the band, you are ruining everything!" I yelled.