Chapter 1

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"Calum look I just can't do it okay? Your such a jerk! This is so stupid!" She yelled. Usually they don't get into huge fights like this. But today, they did.

"Baby don't say that! We can get through it. I know you don't mean it." Calum scoffed.

"No. I've had it. I'm done here." She sternly said.

She picked up her bag, and turned to me. "Bye Maddie."
"Bye Emily." I replied.

Then she turned to Calum. "I'm sick and of your crap. I'm never coming back. Screw this." Emily stormed out the door.

"Babe no, don't leave, wait, come back, oh oops, she's gone. Oh well." Calum said sarcastically. "LIKE A GIVE A CRAP ABOUT YOU ANYWAY." He yelled after her.

Calum plopped down on the couch, turned, and looked at me.

"Can you believe her? Giving up on us? Calling me a jerk? She's a loser." He stated.

"She's a loser!?" I rolled my eyes. "Wow someone definitely hasn't checked themselves in a mirror lately."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Calum asked. "And for your information I have looked in the mirror recently and I look downright amazing."

"Your such an asshole." I claimed.

"Oh really? Would you ever date this asshole?"

"Oh my gosh ew no never." I exclaimed.

"Oh come on Madeline. You know you want to." Calum gave me a puppy dog look.

"I've told you to just call me Maddie. Gosh Calum, when are you ever going to start caring?" I asked.

"Never. I don't care, Madeline." Calum corrected.

"Calum, I prefer Maddie please." I said in a pleading time.

"I'm still calling you Madeline." Calum stated. "Whatever I say, goes."

To be honest, I'm impressed Emily put up with Calum and his shenanigans this whole time. He's a nightmare. A total monster.

Oh yeah, I never introduced myself to you. Hey, I'm Maddie. I'm nothing special. I work for this stupid band, 5 Seconds of Summer, which is a lame ass name if you ask me. Why I work here and how did I get the job? Well, my mom met Ashton's mom at the supermarket and I guess they started talking to each other about their kids and how I needed a job and apparently Mrs. Irwin mentioned that the boys need kind of like a caretaker to get them water, help them with laundry, clean their tour bus, help with sound glitches in their system, and random stuff like that. So being the naive teenager that I am, I said sure because it sounded fun at the time and definitely not that hard.

Boy, was I wrong.

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