Fighting For You

Sequel to Falling For Hood

Calum is on a 6 month tour with his band, 5 Seconds of Summer. Helen is still in Australia, trying to keep their relationship alive. With Calum gone, Helen feels like she's in hell without him. What will happen when the two start to get reckless? Calum has his bandmates for help and support, but Helen, she has no one. Will Calum and Helen survive the 6 months? Or will they break their promises to each other?

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Helen Hood


61. Chapter 61 : Mistakes And Regrets

Calum's POV


I called her again.

She didn't answer, again. This was the tenth time I call her and she answered for none of them. I sent her various texts and she didn't reply to them either. I hope she's okay. I just want to make sure she's safe and that she made it home safe and sound.

But no, she's has to answer none of my texts or calls and just go off the grid. And by off the grid, I mean post nothing on Twitter, Instagram nor SnapChat. Luckily Adin did post lots of videos. In all of them Helen is shouting out lyrics to random songs along with everyone all around. 

She's wasted. I can already tell. Which means she's gonna be hungover tomorrow and grumpy as hell. Also she's gonna be incredibly whinny. 

Welp, she's gonna win the Girlfriend of the Year Award. 

I just hope she didn't do anything crazy or stupid. 


Helen's POV


I did some crazy, stupid shit last night. I haven't even opened my eyes but I didn't want to. I feared the pounding headache that was to come. I slowly opened my eyes and Billie's face was the first thing I saw. 

"Hi boy," I croaked. I sat up and that's when the headache began. I groaned and clutched my head. "Fuck."

I heard the rustling of plastic. I looked down to my wrist and saw plastic covering it. No, no, no. 

I. Did. Not. 

I quickly grabbed my phone and called Adin, praying that he'd pick up. I haven''t unwrapped the plastic because I'm too scared to find out what it is. I mean I was drunk that's the worst time to get a tattoo!

"Hullo," Adin asked groggily. "Fuck."

"Adin, we went to the tattoo parlor last night, didn't we?"

"Uh-I don't know," He replied. "Wait, no, yea we did. You got a tattoo and a few of the girls as well."

"What did I get?" I asked.

He groaned, "Helen, I don't remember. Look, my head hurts, we're both hungover, just hang up."

"No, Adin, remember! What did I get!" I said sternly.

"Oh wait, I remember something, you said something about tattooing your most important man in your life or main guy in your life. Somethin like that."

"Okay, thank you, bye," I hung up. 

Main guy. Most important man in my life. Calum.

No, no, no. The worst thing I could've done was get Calum's name tattooed on me. That'd be the ultimate regret for various reasons. One, what if we don't last. Two, if we ever break up-god forbid-I'm going to have his name on my skin forever. Not on my to-do list.

But there I was, staring at the plastic. I slowly peeled the plastic off and saw the name that was etched in my skin in black cursive letters. 


My brother's name stared back at me. I had to admit, it was beautiful. The letters were defined nicely. I guess I know why drunk me decided to get Luke's name inked on my skin. Sure Calum is a very important part of my life and he's always there for me, but Luke has been there since the beginning. He is my brother after all and I can trust him for anything and everything. He's been there through my difficulties and my dark times. I remember specifically a phone call I made to him two years ago. I was in one of my darkest times and I was deep in depression. I called him around three or four in the morning, crying my eyes out. Luke, being the worried big brother asked what was wrong, I told him I was done with life, that I hated everything and that I no longer wanted to live. I said I was sorry as I held a handful of pills in my hand. 

He spent the next hour talking me out of it. Telling me I was worth something, telling me everything will get better. To carry on. In the end, he saved my life. He talked me out of suicide. If that's not a great brother, then I don't know what is. I guess drunk me did have some common sense, somewhere in between the shots and vodka. 

Now, to go take some painkillers to calm this tremendous hangover. I pushed myself off my bed and opened my bedroom door to go downstairs. The only thing I remember from last night was dancing, Brad, and puking my guts out once I got home. I hate hangovers.

I haven't even checked my phone yet. Ten calls from Calum and various texts from him as well. I called him back. He answered almost immediately. 

"Had fun last night?" he asked.

"Yea I actually did! There was great music and spending time with friends was great," I said, trying not to groan from my headache. 

"You're hungover aren't you?" 

I exasperated, "How'd you find out?" 

"Well Adin sure posts a lot on SnapChat. Secondly, did you forget that I was going to call you to check up on you?" He asked in a very sassy manor.

"Oh right, no wonder you blew up my notifications. Yea, sorry, the music was loud I couldn't hear anything and I must've put my phone on silent. I'm sorry. Although, maybe if I didn't put my phone on silent, maybe just maybe you could have prevented me from taking all those shots." I laughed slightly.

"Have you taken painkillers?" He asked.

"No, I'm about to," I replied.

"How many?"


"Just two, okay?"

"Okay, Dad,"  I said.

"Where is your Dad?" 

"Big Sur, he should be back today in the afternoon," I explained. I grabbed the bottle of pills and unscrewed the top before slipping two into my hand. Making my way towards the fridge, I opened it and took the pills before taking a great amount of water. I was really thirsty. I didn't realize that until I nearly drank the whole bottle of water.

"So what are you up to?" I asked.

"Just finished a show," he replied.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Great! The crowd was amazing, I loved it! The energy, the music, everything!" I could tell from the happiness in his voice that he was smiling. That smile that I miss so much. 

"That's great babe!" I smiled as I started climbing the stairs. 

"Yea, just a little more, darling, just hold on for a little more," He said.

"I know Calum. I've been waiting for four months, I can wait for two more," I giggled. I crawled back into my bed and under the covers. 

"You should rest babe, that headache isn't going to go away if you're constantly awake and active."

"I know, I'm in bed as we speak," I stated.

"Okay, I'll let you go. Feel better sweetheart," He said softly.

"Thank you. You too, rock star. You've got a show tomorrow and the crowd needs you rested up and full of energy."

He chuckled, "Okay, Mom." 

I laughed at his comeback. "Good night Calum."

"Night babe. Love you."

"Love you too," I replied. We both hung up and I closed my eyes in hopes I'd feel better after a good nap. 

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