track and trace // calum hood

6 | Elizabeth

WARNING: contains smut
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"No more - no more tequila."

"Vodka for the lady!" Michael yelled over the music as the bartender quickly followed the man's wishes and poured a shot of vodka instead of tequila.

We'd been in the club for a little over an hour and most of us already were tipsy before even leaving the hotel, and the shots we did and our almost empty stomach weren't doing us any favors. Luke was already stumbling and both Calum and Michael couldn't walk a straight line either.

I could already feel the alcohol in my veins and when the shot of vodka burned down my throat I knew that there was probably no going back.

To give the boys a bit of a break between the first and the second show they had a day off and Luke came up with the idea to celebrate the start of the tour with a party. Ashton just shook his head when Luke came up with the idea, we just celebrated doing the new tour four days ago, and now they wanted to celebrate the first show.

It was madness, but we all agreed on coming. Ashton was the only one who wasn't drinking, probably the only one being wise since they had a show tomorrow and I could already tell that Luke was going to have the worst hangover when he woke up tomorrow.

Normally I wouldn't drink this much when I was going out, but this time I stopped giving fucks. There was a 90% chance that Calum would end up kissing someone else and going back to the hotel with his girl for the night, and I didn't want to witness that sober ever again.

I ordered a red bull vodka before following the guys to the dancefloor with the drink in my hand. Dancing to the rhythm of the music, me and the others were having a great time. It wasn't just me who showed up beside the boys - the support act, a small band from Australia, came along as well.

Luke dancing when he was drunk had got to be one of my favorite things, he wasn't bad at it, but his long legs made every move just a little bit funnier.

I made my way over to Ashton, who was drinking a coke and grabbed his phone to take a picture for the 5SOS Instagram. Almost tripping over my feet, I quickly grabbed his arm to hold myself up. "Woah - careful." He said as I let him go and glared at his phone, noticing something.

"What's that?" I said, blinking a few times and my finger coming up to enlarge the picture that caught my eye in his photo album.

Ashton had a small smirk on his face. "Show me," I said. He looked over his shoulder before enlarging the picture and showing it to me. It was a picture of me and...Calum?

He was laying with his head back and his mouth a little open and I was curled up in my seat with my head resting on his shoulder. We looked peaceful. Judging from my clothes, this was taken yesterday on the plane, but I remember when I woke up during the landing, I wasn't on his shoulder.

A small "Oh," escaped my mouth before looking away. "Please delete that before Calum sees is," I said before turning around, looking for the tan boy. He was talking to a brunette at the bar. Of course, he was.

Ashton put his phone back in his back pocket. I quickly took a big sip of my red bull vodka before stumbling my way to Michael and dancing (and taking shots) with him for a while. "Where is Calum?" I asked him when I didn't see him anywhere. Did he already leave with that girl?

"He's smoking," Michael said and I nodded.

I started wandering around the club, one of the bad habits I had when I was drunk and something I would never do when I was sober. After the events that happened the last time I was outside, I had made a promise to myself to never leave a club alone, but I was drunk and bored and wanted to talk to Calum, just for fun.