written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
Calum’s P.O.V.
6 am is torture. I swear it's not even humanly possible to get up this early. I groaned as I hit my alarm clock and rubbed my eyes. From what I could see through our windows, Amber was asleep, don't mind me stalking.
I didn’t want to go to school, the week had dragged on and I was just so, so fucking tired.
“CALUM ARE YOU AWAKE?” came a shout from downstairs. “YEAH”
I got up and went to the bathroom, showered and put clothes on, just thinking, I hate school. I hate the teachers. I hate the students. I hate mornings.
When I got downstairs, my mum was sitting at the kitchen table, reading her newspaper as usual and Mali was nibbling a toast, as usual. I made myself some toast too. Usual.
“Morning” I grumbled and sat down, ate and packed my lunch. Then I walked out of the house. Amber wasn’t outside yet, so I decided to “pick her up” all gentlemanly, and walked to the front door of the house.
Seconds after I'd rung the doorbell, her mum opened the door. “Hi Mrs. Humms. I, uhm, wanted to wait for Amber” I said awkwardly, Wow Calum you're so smooth, and Mrs. Humms raised and eyebrow but smiled, nodding.
“Sure, come inside," she said, and I noticed the thick German accent she had, so unbelievably different to Amber. She looked the same way though, the same dark brown hair, the same facial features.
I followed her into the kitchen, where Amber was sitting at the able, in front of an empty plate and a glass of orange juice. “Calum!" she choked on her orange juice, "I mean, hey"
Her mum gestured towards the chairs and I sat down. “Morning to you too” I mumbled. “Sorry I kind of ignored my alarm, I’m late” she apologized, “I’m just really not a morning person.” “Me neither”
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She walked a few feet in front of me, nodding her head to the beat of whatever song was blaring through her headphones, she looked lost in thought when she turned her head.
Suddenly, she turned around, a grin on her face “Stop staring at my butt Calum” “I- I wasn't-” I stammered. She laughed, “I honestly didn't think you were but that just proved you were" "Whatever, Humms"
When we were at Luke’s house she ran up the stairs and rang the doorbell. Liz opened. “Oh, uhm, Hi Mrs. Hemmings. We’re picking up Luke” “Hi Liz” I said. She smiled, and then yelled “LUKE HURRY UP CALUM AND… what’s your name?” “Amber” “CALUM AND AMBER ARE WAITING FOR YOU” Luke came running down the stairs and smiled at us.
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LUKE
*are you gonna bring her to band practice?*
*should I?*
*you told us she was good – and I wanna hear her sing :p*
*I can ask her, but I’m not making promises*
So I grabbed my notepad and wrote 'wanna come to band practice with me?' on the page, then knocked at my window, and seconds later, the curtain was moved to the side and she stood in front of her window. She read, disappeared and appeared again, holding a notepad 'I wouldn't wanna bother you guys' 'you wouldn't. plus luke wants you to come too'
She smiled and then wrote 'ok'.
Amber’s P.O.V.
Shit, why did I say ok?! I hurried through my room to change clothes and grabbed the nearest band shirt and jeans. Cursing at my slight emo tendencies for making me want to wear jeans that tight, I walked into the bathroom while buttoning up the jeans.
