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

chapter 14

sup? this hasn't been updated for 9 months. you could have a child in that time, and also sorry for sucking so much (dick).

Regina's phone beeped from across the room.  She practically leapt across her bed to answer it.

ash: hey babe, what's up? can u talk rn?

"Who is it?" Cameron asked from the other side of Regina's bed. Cameron had auburn-y red hair on the longer side with the cutest freckles (as far as Regina was concerned) adorning the face.

"Umm," Regina muttered. Really Ashton?, Regina thought, of all times. "No one."

She turned her phone off, and made her way back to Cameron, cuddling together under the covers.

"Do you happen to know Calum Hood?" Regina asked, concerned. Cameron was from Melbourne, and maybe knew about Cal's drug problem. Regina wanted to protect Aubrey. She would lose her mind if she ever lost Aubrey.

"Actually, I do. He went to my school," Cameron replied, tracing the tattoo along Reg's torso. Aubrey had convinced her to let loose at some stupid high-school jock party. That night Regina let loose a little too much.

"I heard he did drugs, do you happen to know anything?" Regina questioned her newfound lover. They had only met a couple weeks ago.

"I do happen to know something," Cameron smirked at Regina's cuteness. "Calum got into pot during his sophomore year. But then, he got into other drugs."

"Such as..." Regina waited for Cameron to continue revealing more and more about Calum's dark past. Damn, wouldn't this make a good book? Regina laughed to herself.

"Coke, molly, LSD, almost anything the kid could get his fucking hands on," Cameron explained. "Your heart goes out to him though, that kid does not have it easy."

"What do you mean?" Regina's interest was peaked.

"His older sister got into a car crash and died that year, plus he was sort of infamous for no reasonable explanation," Cameron said. "But enough of all this doom and gloom, I wanna get back to the fun stuff."

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"I feel sort of bad," Michael sighed, tossing a basketball up and down while laying down on the floor of Luke's strangely neat room. Michael never understood how Luke's room was always so clean, and his was so messy.

"For what?" Luke asked, even though he knew exactly what Michael meant. That kid had it coming. Hell! He was practically asking for it! How could Calum of all people date Aubrey. Luke was her soulmate and everyone knew it (although no one, even Aubrey herself, admitted it).

"Snitching on Calum," Michael replied. It had been a week since the last official  practice of their band. He placed the basketball next to him on the floor, and sat up sitting crisscross applesauce. A habit from his days on the playground. "I broke up the band because of it, and who knows, maybe he could be a good guy. I just let my flaming hatred for the scum of the Earth get in my way. Maybe I should apologize."

Oh shit. Fuck, he's ruining everything  (that's supposed to be emphasized but it's hard to italicize italics) , Luke thought.

"No, Michael, don't. I'm sure if he's doing drugs, he can't be that good of a person. I mean, you don't see Mother Teresa snorting a line of crack on the news," Luke reasoned.

"I don't know, Luke, he seems to be struggling already enough, maybe we should put this behind us and be friends with him," Michael shrugged.

Luke didn't know how to respond. It was the first time someone ever made him come to terms with his crazy possessiveness. He didn't want Calum around Aubrey, so that meant getting (and keeping now, thanks to Michael) him out of the band, and outing his addiction to make Aubrey back away and turn to him. Although, Aubrey had found out and she was not very pleased with him. She seemed to be on Calum's side which made absolutely no sense. On the other hand, Michael's point made total sense too. Maybe he really had quit, and needed some friends.

Luke decided to still hate him.

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"Fuck," Ashton cursed out loud to himself. "5 Seconds of Summer."

"What?" Aubrey looked up from her history homework.

"5 Seconds of Summer is the perfect band name," Ashton repeated, looking longingly towards his drum set. Oh, how he missed the fights and the drama that came with the other 3 members.

"But there was only 4 of you, and it's Spring," Aubrey shot down the suggestion.

"C'mon, Aub, that's a killer name," Ashton argued, although he agreed. Again, he missed the drama that came from Michael and Luke.

"If by killer, you mean stupid, then yeah," Aubrey retorted, not even bothering to look up from her text book.

"Some people just don't understand genius," Ashton smiled to himself, pleased with his comeback.

"Whatever," Aubrey responded. She didn't really care about the former band's stupid name. She just cared about getting an A on her next history test.

WHATS GOOD MY MAINS? lmao does anyone still read this, sorry for the super long and extended update and for any spelling/grammar error I may have made.

there is a lack of Calum in this because I didn't know what to do with him, and also there was a shitty ending. oh well.

anyways, who's this Cameron kid? what's up with him?!

-sarah (I ditched the xoxo thing I've grown up a lot since then, also I am not gossip girl)