Finding your person at sixteen is not as exciting as it sounds, especially when you lose them at seventeen. For Calum, even six years later, everyone is still inferior to the girl with the purple hair and the bold mouth. What he never expected is the truths that come out when their paths cross again... *** Calum Hood fanfiction See info page for triggers, mature rating info, and anything else you may need to know before reading this story. #1 in #5sosfanfic November 2019 #3 in #calumhood January 2020 Written Fall 2019 Edited late winter/early spring 2022

They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...

Calum hood was just boy. But really he wasn't. He was a rock star traveling the world. Of course Corrina didn't know that. She and Calum were Internet Best Friends, but they Snapchatted all day. Calum could never tell Corrina he was famous. Never.

(ON HOLD) "It's 5:31 right now if you don't want to be late then we need to go." *Book two of The Time Series*

3:56 pm, Ashton: Shit did she give me a fake number *Book one of The Time Series*

'And when the phone call finally ends, You say, "Thanks for being a friend," And we're going in circles again and again And when the phone call finally ends You say, "I'll call you tomorrow at 10," And I'm stuck in the friend zone again and again' Calum Hood is best friends with Rhea Hart. What Rhea doesn't know is that every time that she calls him with a broken heart, his heart breaks more. (This story is hopefully not going to be cheesy as shit and stuff so yeahh if you're reading this thanks ily)

"long story short, i hated calum hood." (cover by elle)

"You two are so fucking annoying!" I screamed slamming my bedroom door shut. "Back at you sweetheart!" Calum called from outside my room. My brother snickered and I could hear the slapping of hands as they did their signature handshake. I let out a small scream of frustration as I flopped back down onto my bed and pulled my knees into my chest. My fucking brother and his fucking annoying best friend were always ruining my fucking day. --- "Come on kitten, kiss me like you mean it." "Fuck off Calum." -x- He was my brothers best friend our rule was; he couldn't touch my friends and I couldn't touch his but how could I stay away from a boy like Calum. Calum Hood Fanfic

caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'

❝ we fall apart as it gets dark, i'm in your arms in central park. there's nothing you could do or say, i can't escape the way i love you. ❞