1. Shattered. Broken. Dead.
Cold, wet and grey. Why does this have to happen? I thought my family would give me time. I have no one. Alone and cold. I have nothing except my suitcase and my backpack, leaving my dignity and emotions behind. I don't even have enough money to buy a decent meal. My back hurts and my feet are drowning in water. The only thing I can give up now are the only thing that keeps me alive. My collection of 5SOS albums. If i can sell them, I could make some money to get the most run down place at least to keep dry. Here I am leaning against a stop sign hoping if I walk i can find somewhere to dry off. Maybe down the street to that grocery store. I limped across the street until the pain came. I stopped beside a building. My feet are cold and bruised. I need to rest. As I hopped for the pain to stop, A young man that sounds like a teenager came up to me.
"Are you hurt? You look cold." Said the young gentleman. "I'm fine I said. Thank you.
" I replied. I looked up and i stopped. I felt like my heart skipped a beat. It was Calum Hood. inside I was over my head but all the pain, I couldn't.
" Your Calum Hood!" I jumped and immediately fell down. The pain killed and I couldn't move. Calum smiled and was happy that I knew him.
"Please. Let me take you over to my place, you can dry off." Calum asked.
"Thank you for the offer but I can't, I don't want to bother you and the res of 5SOS." i replied as I cried
"No you wont, we are on break for the next month. We just came back from tour." Calum replied in a demanding voice.
"Thank you." That's all I could say. Calum helped me into his car as I slowly limped into the shotgun. Then we were off.