Squishy Face

one

~Calum~

Fucking alarm clocks. Always waking everyone up when they are peacefully catching a some z's. Slamming down on the snooze button I roll up in my fuzzy wuzzy blankets looking to get comfortable.

Looks like the odds are not in my favor.

My mom barges in yelling profanities about how I need to wake up and manage my life, per usual. So with that I roll out of bed and onto the floor.

After stumbling to my dresser and picking out the regular Calum outfit, I head to the bathroom. 20 minutes and one shower later I'm at the bus stop in December in nothing but black skinny jeans and a ripped Blink shirt.(cut it myself actually)

I know, I'm pretty badass.

After another torturous 5 minutes I make my way on the bus and to school with ATL blaring through my headphones and a happy sigh leaving my mouth.

-At School-

After everyone files off the bus I follow suit with a bright smile and bounce in my step knowing I'm going to see Ash soon. You see Ash was gone for 2 weeks with his uncle on tour or something, he's a pretty sick drummer. But hey, I missed my best and only friend.

Speak of the devil...

"CALUM!"

I turn to see a muscly curly haired boy running over to me and before I can even scream for dear mercy I'm tackled.

"Hey! Watch it babe!?", I exclaim as we fall to the ground in a laughing fit and our arms wrapped around each other.

"Don't act like you didn't miss me.", he stated standing and offering me a hand.

"School was hell without you Ash.", I said sending a wink to him before joining in step with him as we headed to first period.

Lucky for me Ash and I shared about 4 periods. Which was also awesome considering he is the only person who keeps me sane.

As we continue to walk and talk about our last two weeks without each other a shoulder collides with mine. Me being the string bean I am get knocked almost all the way over but Ash grabs me before I fall.

Sending him a quick smile I look up to see you crashed into me. And it's none other than my top bully and enemy.

Michael Clifford.

"Watch it Hood.", he says menacingly, smirking and blue eyes blazing. Nodding quickly I mutter an apology before grabbing Ashton's arm and scurrying down the hall.

"Has it gotten worse Cal?", Ashton asks in a concerned voice.

"Not really, pretty much the usual.", I reply nonchalantly, brushing my hair out of my eyes. (Yes I'm still working the side sweep)

"We need to do something about this Calum! I can't stand you always taking Clifford's shit!"

"Ash it's fine don't worry about it, nothing I can't handle."

"I will worry! My best friend is being treated like trash and he doesn't deserve it!"

Trying to keep him from causing a scene I say, "Ash can we talk about this later, I don't want to right now?".

He glares at me for a minute before giving in and sighing. I smile at him before walking into our first period, Ash following suit. But I wasn't prepared for what I walked in on.

That's right, Luke Fucking Hemmings.
In the desk next to mine. Holy fuck.

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