Behind the Screens (c.hood)

one

Carter

"Tell me again why you're late?" My French teacher asks me, her brow raised.

I don't particularly want to tell her that I was too lazy to get up the first five times my alarm had went off; so I went with the most basic excuse.

"My car broke d-down..yeah, my car broke down."

Damn my stutter. I see that she doesn't believe me - I have given this excuse several times before. She shakes her head but says nothing, and continues on with the lesson.

"Today, we are going to be learning about..."

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French went by smoothy, I didn't have a problem with learning. School went by quickly like always. I drive into my driveway and go inside. Normally I'd go straight to doing homework, but today the only thing I desired a hot tea and shower.

I go straight to my Keurig and pop in a packet of tea in. While that's making, I change into my lounge clothes, which is just some leggings and baggy shirt. I groan when my legging ends at my lower calf. Why was I cursed with long legs? I feel like Luke Hemmings.

My tea should be done about now,so I go and pour it into my favorite mug. It's a snow man, given to me as a Christmas present last year.

I put honey and milk into my tea, the most relaxing mixture in the world. I turn on my television and sit on my couch, surfing through the channels. Ther was absolutly nothing to watch, so I just settled on TMZ. I roll my eyes as they talk dirt about One Direction and Lindsey Lohan.

"Next, 5 Seconds of Summer. What do you guys got?" The main guy asks. I don't bother to know their names.

"We found Calum Hood in a hotel room having some sexy time with his ex, Rosaline," Some blonde haired guy chuckles. My eyes widen at the picture shown. The girl in the picture is, in fact, Rosaline. I face palm and groan, planning to murder her.

Really? Calum Hood?! She knows how he gets around. She never shuts up about it. Calum this Calum that. She is the clingy and obsessive type to be brutally honest. They dated for like a 4 weeks. She said that he loved her but I severely doubt that.

She probably just thought he was a good shag -- all I ever hear about it how he shags girls. And lots of them. I don't see why she would even want to be associated with someone like that. I'm pretty sure that this was just a one night stand..right?

I roll my eyes and cut off the telivison. Too lazy to even run myself a bath, I just go to my room and get into my phone.

I haven't been on my phone since this morning at five thirty. I log into all of social media such as Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, Ask fm. I look at all of mentions, which I am totally annoyed with. Twitter seemed to be the one blowing up, so I tried to delete all of them, just skimming through them first.

@Calums_pizza: @CarterRoss plS TELL ROSALINE TO TWLL CALUM THAT I LOVE HIM!!

@5sosismylife: @CarterRoss your sister is using calum for fame. Lol

@band_addicts: @CarterRoss Tell Calum I said WAZZZZUP :)

I laugh and respond to all of the semi nice ones. Politely telling the teenage girls that I have never met him, nor do I plan to. What is he even doing in California? I don't care.

I'm just over Calum Hood.

Calum

"Are you not going to stay..?" The random blonde whined at me in a annoying voice.

I laugh, "No. Did you think I would?"

"I-I thought that you would wanna stay for breakfast or something," her lip trembled. Is she actually about to cry?

"Look, not to be an ass, But your just a one night stand. Fuck, I don't even remember your name," I say while throwing my boxers and black jeans on.

"Really? You're such a asshole!" She screamed, flinging her arms everywhere.

"A sexy asshole who you fucked. Oh and you might wanna shave. That's not attractive." I shot her a smirk, shaking my head as I walked out of her house and into fresh air.

I have a meeting that I don't want to miss with Modest! . They called me in the middle of the sex, screaming to me to be I there office by ten sharp.

My phone reads 9:55 - fuck, did they actually expect me to be awake by ten? I sprint to the office and end up there at 10:04, and blame it on the fact that the blonde wanted to throw a bicth fit.

"Calum, you can't keep having sex with randoms!" Jack, head of management yells.

I laugh and that just sets him off. He throws a magazine on the table in front of me.

Calum Hood caught! See on page 27.

I hurriedly flip to page 27, and sure enough there Is a picture with Rosaline and I. She is obsessed with me, and is a good fuck. A one night stand. In the picture it shows her, topless and sitting on top of me.

"What do you think your fans will think when they see that you are a manwhore?" Jack yells at me, groaning. He's pissed, but not as much as I am.

"You ask me -- you think I don't know?" I put my head in my hands, frustrated.

"Luckily." He rolls his eyes, "We found a solution."

My eyebrows push together. "..Huh?"

"You are going to date this girl," he points to Rosaline.

"What no! She is the most annoying girl ever!" I shout.

"You don't have a choice, Calum. You're irresponsible and you being tied down will help. Don't even try to fight this. We told the media. It's over -- no buts."

I lay my head on the table, thinking of how I can fix all this. Why can't they just send me to one of those sex addicts rehab clinics instead? But Rosaline - Rosaline Ross is such an annoying bitch - Lord knows why I agreed to go out with her in the first place. Why did I even have sex with her? If it weren't for her, I would have never been in this mess. Now I have to spend seven months with this chick.

Fuck.

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This is written by me, Destiny and is edited by Dina @cliffordlegend

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-Destiny