Calum Hood's Secret Sister

Chapter 9

Calum's Point of View

"Cal, come on, get up." I heard Luke say as he hit me with a pillow. That stupid, tall, pale, blue eyed noodle. I could snap him in half if I wanted to and right now, I did. He's waking me up, and that's a legitimate reason to snap someone in half, right?

"We have an interview, now get your fine ass up." Luke said and I shook my head. I know my ass is fine but I don't want to get it up. "Now Calum,"

I sighed and stuck my ass up in the air a bit. He did say ass up, not wake up. He smacked my ass quite hard and I flipped around immediately. "Don't slap it if you aren't gonna tap it," I joked/mumbled and he laughed a bit.

"Just get up dude, we have in interview in like an hour and a half. And you take at least half an hour to get ready." he said and I pushed him away. He grabbed my arm and pulled me off of my bed.

"No go away Lucas, I will snap your lanky body in half," I threatened and he chuckled. He continued pulling me until my body thumped against the floor and a groan escaped my lips.

"You're dead," I said as I looked at him. He gulped and ran away. I smiled and laid my head down on the floor. I could fall asleep right here so easily.

"CALUM GET THE FUCK UP, EVEN MIKEY IS UP RIGHT NOW," I heard Ashton yell from a different room and I scowled. Whatever happened to 'watch your language'?

I pushed myself up and rubbed my eyes. I stumbled towards the bathroom, murmuring swears and threats towards the idiots. I'm fucking tired. When I finally got in the bathroom, which was in the hallway, I sighed in relief. I thought I was gonna pee on myself.  

Once I finished my business, I washed my hands and my face, hand first of course. I looked at the mirror and then tried fixing my hair. It was all fucked up and messy and just horrible. I shook my head and decided to deal with it after I'm dressed.

I went back to my room and saw clothes lying on my bed. I walked up to them and looke at them strangely. Who in this band would wear this? A blue flannel, black skinny jeans, and a graphic tank-top with black vans. Seems like a Lucas outfit, he probably picked it out. Ashton would have a bandana and boots next to it and Mikey wouldn't have any shirt under the flannel.

I shrugged my shoulders, glad I don't have to pick my own clothes out. I'd go in jeans and a sweatshirt, I don't care. I quickly stripped down and put the outfit on. Yep, he defiantly picked it out, and I wonder why.

I walked to the bathroom once again but someone was in there. I knocked on the door and heard Michael speak up. "Go away, let me pee in peace," he said and I shook my head.

I went to the kitchen and saw Luke and Ashton sitting there. Luke had an outfit similar to mine except a red flannel and different tank-top under it. I snuck up behind Luke and placed a finger against my lips so Ash won't tell.

I quickly squeeze his shoulders and yelled 'hi' and he jumped. "Fuck Cal, that hurt," he said as he rubbed where I pinched. I rolled my eyes and took a seat next to him.

"So did you making me face plant the floor," I said and he chuckled. "Now, who are we waiting on?" I asked.

"Michael to finish up in the bathroom. He's peeing snd fixing his hair." he said and I nodded. "You gonna fix yiur hair?"

"Well I was, but Mikey's in there." I said and he nodded.
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"And here is 5 Seconds of Summer," the interviewer said as we walked out. I smiled at the camera and waved my hand. I took a seat on the couch beside Luke and he threw his arm around my shoulders. I can already hear the fans yelling and tweeting out 'OMG CAKE' and 'CAKE SAT NEXT TO EACH OTHER'.