when I wake up (calum hood a.u.)

chapter 6

I feel there is a severe lacking of Michael and Luke in this story therefore I am making Muke more relevant okay

-1 week later-

"1...2... 1 2 3 4!" Ashton slammed his drum sticks together. As soon as he uttered 4, Luke and Michael began playing their parts. It was quite awkward since Luke had to play the bass parts on the guitar. How stupid, he thought. They seriously needed a bassist.

Luke began singing the first verse to American Idiot by Green Day.

"Don't wanna be an American idiot

Don't want a nation under the new media

And can you hear the sound of hysteria?

The subliminal mind fuck America"

Aubrey was upstairs in her room with Calum. They could hear the clamor from her room. They were watching YouTube videos together, cuddled together on her bed. Lana was running on her wheel.

"Is your brother's band practicing?" Calum asked out of curiosity.

"Yeah, why?" Aubrey questioned. She looked at Calum with a kind of awe. She couldn't understand why he was so amazing.

"Can we check it out?" Calum asked. Aubrey nodded and they untangled themselves from their cuddling positions and Calum barreled down the stairs with Aubrey following close behind. Calum waited for her when he reached the bottom and held out his hand for her to take. Surprised by the offer, Aubrey gladly took it. Neither of them were quite sure about their relationship status. All they really knew was that they liked each other a lot.

Calum liked holding her hand. Hers was so tiny compared to his, he thought it was absolutely adorable.

Not knowing where the basement stairs are (as Calum had never been to that part of her house or any other part really), he paused and let Aubrey begin to lead them through the house. The more they twisted and turned down the narrow corridors, the tighter Aubrey squeezed his hand. It were as though the hallways were a maze and if she let go of Calum, he'd get lost in it. They finally reached the door to the cellar and ran down the stairs.

All three were singing the chorus of American Idiot when Calum and Aubrey appeared. They stopped playing, well Michael and Luke did. Ashton kept drumming along until he realized his band mates had refrained from strumming and he looked up to see their audience.

Luke's gaze immediately fell upon Aubrey and Calum's intertwined hands. Are they dating? They can't be, Luke reassured himself. In the movies, the girl always fell for her best friend, the one who's been there all along. It usually takes a couple mistakes for the girl to figure that out, but she always did. Luke was positive Calum was one of those mistakes and he was the best friend. I mean, he has been friends with her since he was in third grade.

Aubrey noticed Luke's slight frown and de-laced their hands. Calum was upset she let go of his hand. He had the notion that they were some-what kind of sort of dating. Apparently, Aubrey didn't have the same idea.

"What are you doing here?" Michael spat at her. She glared at him, a deathly one at that. They didn't have the friendliest of relationships to say the least.

"Calum wanted to hear you guys play," Aubrey explained.

"And you're here because...?" Michael directed the insult to Aubrey. She scrunched up her face like she always did when she was mad, which Calum and Luke found cute.

"At least I won't be bald by the time I'm twenty," Aubrey fired back. Michael must've dyed his hair 3 times a month.

"Shut up, you bitch!" Michael yelled. He took the matter of his hair quite seriously.