ITS SATURDAY AT 11:45am!!!
AND I HATE SCHOOL.
I LOVE COMMENTS.
THEY MAKE ME SMILE LIKE CRAZY.
MY AUTO CORRECT CHANGED WTF TO EGG AND I LAUGHED FOR ABOUT 6 MINUTES IN THE MIDDLE OF MATH.
HAVE A GOOD DAY PEOPLES
I sigh as I stare at where Luke just was.
"Idiot." I mumble as I shake my head and running out into the backyard in search for my lucky pants.
I look around, not caring that I'm only in my boxers. "Where the fuck did he put them?"
Before I can even begin looking around someone knocks on the door.
"Who the hell?" I walk to the door and open it, forgetting (momentarily) that I'm in nothing but my dark blue boxers.
My eyes widen as I see Lilly standing there looking at her feet.
"Lilly- i-it is Lilly right?" I quickly try to cover it up and lean against the door frame, flexing -not that there's anything to flex- off.
She gives me a weird look. "Uh. Yeah it is. Why aren't you wearing pants or a shirt?" She asks.
Her brown, almost black hair it up in a messy bun and her glasses are up right against her face. She's got on a shirt that says 'Suck It' on it in sweet cursive and black jean shorts along with white VANs.
"Oh Luke hid them." I say and she raises an eyebrow and I just realize how odd and very disturbing that sounds. "Not like that- it's just, I said something and he wanted payback while I was in the shower- and um this isn't helping, I'm just gonna shut up now." I say pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Right." She says.
God Calum your making a fool out of yourself!
"So why are you here?" I ask trying to gain some kind of dignity back.
She clears her throat and holds out a piece of paper. I slowly take it and look at it. It's a letter. Or package. Which ever you wanna call it.
"It's from Rory..... She can't get ahold of Ashton right now and she thought Luke would be the easiest way." She says shrugging her shoulders.
"So why are you giving it to me and not her?" I ask.
She blushes a little and shrugs. "Rory said if I didn't go she'd tape a bunch of dead spiders to me. Don't ask. She's capable of so much you've got know idea." She says shaking her head with wide eyes and I can't help but chuckle.
"Okay. Thanks for warning to never piss her off in any possible way." I tell her and she laughs.
"Yeah, I mean someone had to do it. Oh and her numbers on there to. Don't forget to tell Ashton that." She says and I nod my head.
"Right, okay. Will do." Will do? What am I, 81?
God I need help.
"Well I've gotta go before Rory gets any ideas." She says before turning to walk away.
What are you doing you dumbass? She's getting away!
"Lilly wait!" I shout and she turns around to look at me and I stop when I meet her brown eyes with my own.
Shit. You can't fuck up now.
"What's the date?"
Well to late to not fuck up now.....
I really want to kill my self.
She chuckles, shooting me a smile before saying, "The 16th. Goodbye Calum." Before walking to the car and driving off.
I sigh closing the door and falling against it.
"Calum you smooth mother fucker." I say rolling my eyes before getting off the ground and making my way back into the backyard in search for my pants.
My lucky pants to be exact.
"The date? Really? Your an idiot Calum Hood." I say and I finally find my pants in the top of the tree.
I stare up at them as I hold my hand over my eyes to see from the bright light of the sun.
"Luke you asshole." I say before grabbing onto the tree branch and pulling myself up with ease.
I keep doing that, not taking a break once and I grab my pants.
I look at them shaking my head. "Why the top?"
I then jump down from the top and land on my feet without even flinching.
Perks of being, well me.
I walk inside and pull my pants back on and shake my hair out with my hands and flop back onto the couch.
I look at the envelope Lilly gave me and wonder what's it in.
If I looked do you think Ashton would be mad?
And why is the number on the outside?
I grab out my phone and look for Luke's contact.
"Ahh BlondAssGiraffe." I find it and click it.
'Dumbass, I've got something for Ashton.' I send it and I shrug my shoulders, night as well put Rory's number in my phone while I'm at it.
After about 25 minutes and no message back I furrow my eyebrows.
What the hell? He usually messages me back right away.
I dial his number and hold it up to my ear as it rings. After a long time of waiting, he picks up the bastard.
"Dude, what do- shit- you want?" I hear him say ending in a gasp. I grow even more confused.
"Didn't you get my text dumbass?" I ask as I hear mumbles from the other end.
"Can't you see- holy fuck Ash- I'm bu-" he gets cut off by a moan and my eyes widen.
"Lucifer......" I say in a stern tone.
"Cal, I gotta g-go-oh fuck. Bye." He ends the call and I literally throw my phone away from me.
I stare at it in horror before shivering dramatically and shake my head.
I need a shower after hearing that shit.