Roommates || Calum Hood

Chapter 53 // Plans

•Calum

Having a gig every single night was such a great distraction. I got to have crowds screaming my name as lights shined upon me on the stage, surrounded by my best friends, while we played the music that we created and loved. It was such an adrenaline rush, and it also made this last month or two fly by.

I haven't responded to any of Cassidy's messages within these past few weeks, and soon enough she just stopped messaging me all together. I kind of missed the annoyance of a new notification, but it was best for us to keep our distance. She needed to concentrate on her career, I needed to concentrate on mine, and I also needed to learn how to be without her. We were nuts if we actually believed we could make something work in this brutal industry, and it's better for us to not just drag this thing out even further.

I stopped thinking about her for awhile, because I was always hanging around with the guys or always at a show or at a party. But someone brought her up in an interview the other day, and someone had a poster with our ship name on it in the crowd last night, and somehow all of the memories were able to constantly flood back through my mind.

I remember when she started dating Luke and how much I couldn't even bare to look at the two of them together. I remember her choosing me over him and how overjoyed I felt. I remember how she would laugh at everything I said and how she would kiss me with so much passion and how her green eyes would light up when she smiled. I remember how holding her felt like I was holding my entire world, and how I wanted to constantly touch her just so I could believe that this was all real and not just a dream. I remember how wonderful it was to be in love, and how she made me believe that love actually does exist. It's a shame that it has all gone to waste.

I don't resent Cassidy for her date with Troy or for lying to me about what happened that night. I admit that the whole situation is partly my fault. I don't resent her for anything. I'm just over the idea of fighting and mis-communicating and not being able to see my girl in person. Maybe there will be a time when we both meet and we have both grown up from our childish mistakes, but until that day, I don't desire to be in a relationship.

"Hey," Ashton called from his bunk on our clunky bus as it continued to hobble down the highway, pulling me away from my own thoughts. I tugged the curtain away to see him. "I just got a voice-mail from Martin. We are booked to play at a special televised Christmas concert for charity."

Michael and Luke both gasped, informing me that they were both awake at this time as well. "So, we're not going to be home for Christmas?" I asked softly, suddenly growing incredibly disappointed.

Ashton shook his head. "I guess not. But it's such a great opportunity for exposure. And it's all for charity. We really need to give back more."

"Yeah, but on Christmas? Can't we do some charity concert another night," Michael whined. He wasn't acting selfish and I knew he did care about making sure to help others who weren't as lucky to be in our position. But I did agree that it was such a bummer that we wouldn't be home for a holiday that is such a big deal for our families.

"I don't know. Maybe they can find another act. But for now, we're the closing artist," Ashton explained, making me sigh heavily.

As much as I would never take this life for granted, sometimes it really sucked. Especially since I was bound to run into Cassidy if I was home for Christmas, and now those chances were completely ruined.

•Cassidy

I sat on a wicker chair that was placed in the corner of my balcony, overlooking the skyline of Los Angeles. A cool breeze of evening air whipped across my face, tickling the tip of my nose that was now inhaling the fresh scent.