Day - meeting with friends

Album of the day:

Dinner:

and just like that my day is ruined. so much love for both of them. i wish them nothing but the best.

just a couple of the cutest humans on the planet no biggie.

This second part was requested by @bvbygxrl​.

A/N: The is the second part to this. I highly suggest you read that first, otherwise it won’t make any sense. I used the song “Everything I didn’t say” by 5SOS, because that song fit the vibe.

Pairing: OC Stevie Joan Lee & Calum Hood

Words: 800

Warning(s): swearing, mentions of drug use, angst (I guess)?

The performance in Amsterdam was the worst Calum had ever place. His fingers started hurting during the soundcheck and during the actual concert they had started to bleed. While the other guys went out after, Calum dragged himself to his hotel room and flopped himself on the bed. He just started sobbing but it soon turned into crying, and that’s what he did, he cried himself to sleep. After that night, its what he did most nights. Fans had started to notice that he’d changed. He had bags under his eyes, they were always bloodshot, he looked skinnier and most of all he didn’t look like himself.

Neither did you. You stayed in most days, only leaving when you had to buy groceries. Your friends started to worry about you. After two weeks your new routine hadn’t changed that is when your friends decided to hold an intervention. It was clear that you either needed to get back together or that you needed to get over him. A night out, dancing, was what they had decided on. They dragged you out of your bed, helping you in the shower, making you feel human again. They put you in a dress and heels, put make-up on you face and did your hair. You did a couple of shots at home before taking to the clubs.

That night you really enjoyed yourself. You drank, danced and flirted with some people. They always say that in order to get over someone you need to get under someone else. It is such a cliché, but it is also very true. You took home a girl and a boy that night, however the next morning you felt more like shit than before the night out. You decided to get a make-over, so you called your friends again. You changed your hair and got you nails done, you even got a spray tan. Slowly you started to feel like yourself again, the strong independent woman you made yourself to be. However, it seems that when the universe feels like a woman is becoming strong, it feels the need to break her. And so it did… not even a week later. You got a call from one of your friends saying that you needed to come to her house. You called your driver and got there as fast as you could.

“SJ, you need to see this”, one of your friend said before pushing her phone in your face. There he was, looking like … utter shit. Good, you thought to yourself, at least he isn’t feeling any better than me. “This isn’t their original setlist. This song they only added today.”

“I wish I could rewind all the times that I didn’t show you what you’re really worth”, Calum’s voice sounded through the speakers. “I wish I could’ve made you stay, and I’m the only one to blame. I know that it’s a little too late, but this is everything I didn’t say.” You felt tears running across your cheeks. He was singing this to you, even though you weren’t there, you knew he wrote that song for you. It held so much emotion, you felt it through his voice.

“I hope you know, for you I’d sacrifice to make this right.” The song ended. Not much later your phone rang, you checked the caller-ID, it was Calum. Had he run off stage and called you right away? You decided not to give it another thought and you answered.

“Hello?”

“Stevie, is it really you. Thank fuck, you answered. I hope you saw the video, I wrote the song for you. I know I messed up but like I said I’d sacrifice anything to make this right. Just say the word and I’ll come home.”

“Oh Cal. I loved the song, thank you…” you stopped for a moment, “I think you should stay on tour. It is what you love.”

“I love you more, Stevie.”

“How about I come visit you and join you on tour?” You suggest, already imagining kissing his lips and feeling his arms around you.

“Are you sure. I mean, you hate touring. I thought you hated it because of your father.”

“I know and I do, but for this to work we both have to sacrifice. I’m sure yours will come soon, but this will be mine.” You decide that nothing should be keeping you apart, especially not your father’s image from back in the day.

Buy me coffee

This was requested by anonymous.

A/N: I tried my best to research everything, but I am almost sure that I got some details wrong. I really tried and I hope you like it! I also remembered that I watched “The Dirt” and I totally forgot about that.

Pairing: OC Stevie Joan Lee & Calum Hood

Words: 1k

Warning(s): swearing, mentions of drug use, angst (I guess)?

Even before you were born, the world already knew who you were. You are named after rock stars just like your younger brothers, Stevie Joan Lee, daughter of the famous Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson. Growing up you stayed away from the spotlights, people knew of you, but they didn’t know who the real Stevie Joan was. You tried to stay out of your father’s crazy lifestyle and for a while it worked. That was until you took a liking to a famous Australian based band called 5 Seconds of Summer… and to be even more specific a bass player called Calum Hood.

You swore on your life that you would never fall for an artist or even someone famous, seeing how your dad was. You loved that he got to do what he loved, but you hated how he was rarely home or how hard the rock star life was on his health. On the other hand, you went to school and tried to live as normal of a life as possible. You fangirled at concerts and fantasized about meeting 5sos. However, you could easily let your dad’s team call someone and have it arranged but seeing that you wanted to live a normal life, it stayed a fantasy. You know the guys from 5sos are big Mötley Crüe fans and a meeting could easily be arranged, but you didn’t want your dad interfering with your life and interests. You weren’t much of a spoiled brat, you paid for a lot of things yourself because you are a strong independent woman for fuck’s sake.

In 2019, you went to yet another 5 Seconds of Summer concert, your friend got the tickets for the two of you, and you couldn’t be happier. The tickets were general admission, meaning you were waiting in line way before the concert even started, so you could get to the front and admire Calum from up close. You had done this before by multiple of their concerts and every time you were more in awe of how gorgeous he was. It may sound absolutely weird as can be, but you were in love with him. Not the fangirl in love with him where you faint. No, I’m talking the whole butterflies in the stomach, can’t think straight when you see him, type of love.

That night you and your friend had made it to the front near the spot where Calum would be later on. What happened next felt like a fairytale or a fan fiction. Calum saw you and danced with you all night (him still on stage obviously) and invited you backstage after the concert. It wasn’t until you introduced yourself as ‘Stevie Joan’ that he realised you were Tommy Lee’s daughter. You exchanged numbers, three days later he asked you on a date, and you have been dating each other ever since. You never really got used to his lifestyle, it was far less crazy than your father’s, but it was crazy nonetheless. You joined him on tour whilst he was in America, during his visit to other countries you kept close contact.

You received a text from him saying that he was in Amsterdam with a photo attached of him smoking with the guys. You texted him back that he should be careful and that you missed him. After that you received a photo of them with a lot of girls, you weren’t blind you knew they had groupies and Calum had promised you that he would never do anything with them. However, this night you felt like something was different, he still hadn’t replied to your text saying that you missed him and the girl in the photo was a little too close to Calum to just be friendly.
Instagram was the best for your own FBI investigation to whom this girl was. As soon as you typed in 5 Seconds of Summer more photos popped up from this night and from the nights before according to the timestamp underneath the photos. You know you shouldn’t have, but you began to read the comments.

“Good to see Calum finally enjoying himself”

“He should dump his girlfriend, she’s holding him back”

“He is only with her because of her father”

“I bet they aren’t even really dating”

Could that be true? Was he really dating you because of your father? What would he get out of it, more fame? You went insane that night. You tried calling him multiple times, but he never answered any of them. You tried to call Ashton as he was the only one you were close too besides Calum. He didn’t answer either, but you did get a text from him saying that he was sorry.

That night you went to bed and cried yourself to sleep. The next morning you did something you never thought you would do, you called your father. After speaking with him, you packed all your stuff from the flat you and Calum shared in LA and left to go to your father’s house. You welcomed you with open arms as you fell into them, sobbing. You really thought Calum was the one, but it turns out he wasn’t.

**********

Calum went crazy in Amsterdam. He had seen the pictures that were taken last night, and he feared the most. He tried calling you so many times, he had even called your brothers, but they wouldn’t tell him anything. He couldn’t sleep in his own bed on his own, so he went to Ashton’s room. Ashton tried to console him but just like you had, he cried himself to sleep, but not before he saw Ashton send you a text. Was it really over?

Buy me a coffee

A/N: Based on This is on you by Maisie Peters

Pairing: Y/N & Calum Hood

Word Count: 640

Warning(s): swearing

Your friends convinced you to go out after being depressed and broken up with for over 4 months. It was never really a relationship per se. It was more of a booty-call thing, not necessarily meaning sex. He would phone you when a girl stood him up and he needed a pick-me-up, or when he went out and his friends never came. He’d always say he hated everyone and how he wished you were there because it turns out it’s not fun going solo.

Through all the issues at work and the fights with his father. You were there for him, acting as his therapist. Giving him the answers that he wanted and him giving you the attention that you craved. You didn’t care that he never asked about you or your life, or asked if it was okay that he’d call you up at three in the morning just to complain about something in his life. It wasn’t fair how he took you for granted, but you still stuck around. Somewhere inside you, you still believed he would change and that he would finally pick you. That he would realise that he loved you too or even liked you like you liked him but alas he never did. After all, you were his ‘best friend’ for over 10 years. Still, he traded you in like it was nothing. His newfound fame, his new friends, the attention that he now got from other people, like you never meant anything to him.

And so here you were out and about and ready to let go. You finally learned that you don’t need that toxicity in your life. It was okay for you that he picked someone else. Everyone always chooses the wrong people for themselves. After all, you picked him.

You were having the time of your life. You didn’t look like a snack, you looked like a whole damn meal. Your friends kept complimenting you and you definitely appreciated the boost they gave you. You were all singing along with the songs the DJ played, especially songs about female empowerment and independence, and drinking cocktails till you couldn’t see straight. And then you felt the need to go to the bathroom. During this lonesome bathroom break, you realised just how tipsy you were and thought it was a great idea to check your phone.

You had a bunch of texts from Calum saying that you needed to call him back ASAP. And with the state you were in you dialled his number.

“Hi Y/N?”

“Yes. Hi.”

“Oh my God, where are you right now? Me and the guys went out for drinks and now I’m super drunk and I went outside and I lost everyone. I’m outside a club in SoHo, uhm Club 49 or something, I think. And then I thought about how you live in London, right. So you must know where I am because I can’t take a taxi because Ashton has my wallet and coat and everything and it’s like super cold and I can’t go back in because Ashton has my wallet which has my ID.” He finally stopped rambling.

“Now you want to be friends? Who gave it all, and held you up when nobody else gave a fuck? Who bailed you out? That was all me. Who was your biggest fan and oldest friend? Your steady hand, you traded me in. I still stuck around and that was all me. But this is on you. It’s your bed, babe, it’s your funeral. I did my best, babe, and you threw it all away and you need me now but I’m clocking out. This is on you.” And with that, I hung up. He could go fuck himself and you went back to your friends to have fun and regret it in the morning.

MAJOR *Trigger Warning*: Mention of Rape, Drug abuse and swearing

Summary: A night out with everyone at the club, doesn’t end that well for Y/N

Wordcount: 1.859 words

Pairing: Y/N and Calum

I am sorry that the ending seems kind of rushed but I did not want this to get to long lol

Y/N P.O.V.

I yawned. Not going to lie I was really getting a little tired. That is just what comes with being the driver. While everyone else slowly started drawing energy from the alcohol that entered their system, you were stuck with your virgin drink. Not to mention the fact that they were bad, way too sugary, and overpowered with flavour. It was time for you to order something else. Luckily, you were waiting close to the bar anyway, waiting for your boyfriend to come back from the toilet. Whatever he was doing there was taking him forever and you decided to use this chance.  

“Hey, can I get a Red bull?” you shouted at the barkeeper behind the huge bar. You had to stand on your tippy-toes to even get close to his ear. “Of course! Do you want a glass with it?” he shouted back, even louder than you considering he was quite a few meters further away from you. “Yes, please.” you supported your quite answer with a nod. He disappeared for a minute before coming back with the small can and a glass. “There you go, that be-” before he could even finish his sentence you showed hi the tiny card you had gotten at the entrance. You were supposed to show that to everyone at the bar to make sure that they wrote all the drinks onto your VIP desk. The guy behind the bar just nodded quickly before saying something that you did not understand and heading off to the next person waiting to order. After pouring the whole can of Red bull into your glass, you turned around looking around the club. Seeing a part of your friends on the dancefloor and part of the still on the red sofas around the little desk in the very corner of the Back. Also known as the VIP Section. Before looking at the hallway that led to the toilets you took a huge sip of your Red Bull. The Energy was kicking in right away – okay, not that fast but it sure was helping.  

Looking at said Hallway, still no sign from my boyfriend. “Did he not see me?” I thought to myself while taking another Sip of my Drink. Looking up from my Glass, everything suddenly went blurry and I felt as if I had 10 shots of tequila. After that everything is just a blur…  

Calum P.O.V.  

After finally making my way back to the Booth from the Bathroom I sat down next to Ashton. Setting my Drink down on the table, I looked up at him to start a senseless conversation, before realizing he looked really confused, I guess.  

“Hey, Ash everything al-” I started meaning to ask him if everything is okay, but he interrupted me. “Hey Cal, have you seen Y/N?” he asked, still focusing on something in the distance. “Uhm no… I went to the toilet and she was waiting for me close to the Bar, but when I came back and she was not there I figured she just went dancing with the other girls or something like that. I was about to try and find her in all these people.” I said, confused as to why he was asking me this and trying to follow his glance.  

“Oh,” he stated quietly, “I was just wondering because… Calum please don’t hate me, I am just trying to make sure you are okay”  

“Spit it out, Ash!” I spit harsher than I meant to, he was acting really, weirdly.  

“Well… before you came back from the toilet. She left the Club with this Guy and she looked really drunk so maybe she isn’t even in her mind right now, but like…” Ashton kept talking trying to make up some theories as to why she left the bar but I didn’t even hear him anymore. My Mind was racing, why would she? What did I miss? until it clicked.  

“Ashton!” I nearly screamed, to stop him from talking. He looked confused. “Ashton, she is certainly not drunk. She did not drink a single sip of alcohol tonight! She is driving and I trust her with that. Especially with what happened to her best friend. She was one hundred Percent not drunk. Something must be wrong!” I panicked.  

“Wait what? What do you mean?” Ashton asked confused.  

“Ash, her fucking Best Friend died in a car accident because of a drunk driver! Y/N sure as hell would never drink alcohol when she is the driver, it took her long enough to drink it anyway again.” I was still panicking, scanning the whole club about a hundred times, trying to find her beautiful Face in the crowd. Where was she?  

“Oh… Well then, we must figure out what happened! They definitely left the Club, let us go!” Ashton jumped up taking me by the arm with him. We made our way through the crowd as fast as possible, still reaching the door not as fast as I would have liked to.  

The warm air hitting me outside of the club did not even bother me. I looked around, panicked. A few people were waiting in line to get into the club, some were waiting for a ride home I believe and then there were a few just smoking or even making out. But what I did not see was Y/N. “Where the hell did she go, I swear if this guy is doing anything to her I-” Ash interrupted my thoughts. “C’mon Cal. I asked the Security Guards and they are quite sure they saw them going to the back of the building. One of them is going to go with us, just to make sure you know.” he explained while we were already rounding the corner. This small alley in front of us was just poorly lit and there was not anything but the big Trashcans belonging to the Club. I tried to scan the whole area with my eyes while walking further into it.  

“Is that her?” the tall security guard asked and pointed to a small figure sitting on the floor in between the trash cans. I did not even answer him and just hurried to her side.  

“Fuck, Y/N what happened,“ I asked trying to get her up, but she could not keep standing. She could not even hold her own head up.  

“Calum, please say it’s you” she whispered slowly, tears running down her already drenched face.  

“Yes, it’s me! It is okay I am here now! It’s going to be okay!” I cooed while holding her and trying to get all her hair out of her face.  

“I’m going to call an ambulance! I have seen this before it looks like drug abuse and maybe even rape” the security guard spoke up.  

My mind was spinning. What did he just say? Rape? Drug abuse? I mean there is something in her system that makes her this lifeless, I guess. But drugs, fuck. I took a closer look at the small figure lying halfway on my lap. Her Make-Up was all over the place, you could for sure see the tears that have streamed and were still streaming down her face. Her Top was so close to showing her whole cleavage and I pushed it back up again quickly before anyone else saw her like that. Her jeans were surely ripped open because the button was missing and the zipper broke. The rip reached down to her knees. “Holy shit, what did that guy do to you, I am so sorry!” I whispered into Y/Ns hair, pulling her even closer to me.  

A few minutes later the ambulance had arrived and the two paramedics had already taken her into the truck.  

“You can sit over here, mister. Are you a Friend?” the woman said pointing to a chair.

“Uhm yes, actually her boyfriend” it took me a while to answer her because I just could not take my eyes off my girlfriend’s body, laying on the stretcher. With the extremely bright light in the ambulance, I was now able to see everything. The red marks on her wrists, neck, and other parts over her body that usually only I get to see. I could just tell that most of them would turn all kinds of colours in the next days. Her light blue jeans were not only broken, but also dirty around the knee area, from falling or staying on the ground. I bet her knees were also red.  

She just looked so scared and tired. Luckily, she was slowly falling asleep while the two women were hooking her up to all kinds of machines, undressing her and taking pictures of all the marks. For evidence, I figured.

“Okay, Mr.?,” “Hood,” I said. “Okay, Mr. Hood. We will take your girlfriend to the hospital to run some tests. To figure out what she was drugged with and if she was raped. You can take her home afterward if you would like to. She should probably just not be alone for a few days, considering the trauma that an incident like this can cause.” the paramedic explained to me.

“Yes of course! Thank you.” I even smiled at her, even though I did absolutely not feel like smiling right now. More like a mixture of crying, screaming, and breaking something, but I had to stay calm, for my girl.

I took way to long at the Hospital for my likings. While I was waiting the police arrived and the lady at the entrance directed them towards me. The asked all kinds of questions and I answered them as correctly as possible. They thanked me and headed for the front desk lady asking her for a sample. Finally, a nurse came out of the big screen doors, coming my way.  

“Are you here for,” she looked down at the clipboard she was holding, “Y/N Y/L/N?” she asked.

“Yes, yes I am. Is everything okay?”

“Yes, well I mean as okay as it can be in her situation. The drug that was used on her is still in her system though and she isn’t really ready to get up or move, so we would like to keep her overnight until she is fully awake again.” the nurse explained.

“Of course! Can I see her?” I asked.

“Yes, please follow me.” She led me through the hallway to one of the rooms. Y/N was lying in the bed, sleeping peacefully. I stayed with her the whole night only being able to sleep a few hours. The next morning, she woke up extremely confused over what happened. I explained everything to her and the quietly admitted to remembering some parts again, tears rolling down her face again. After getting the approval from the doctor I took her home and spent all day bringing her food to bed and lots of cuddling while she was trying to get over what happened last night. I was positive that it would still take her a few months, even years to fully recover from this night, but I was here to stay and help her with it.

Surprising Calum at the airport

Summary: You didn’t think you would be able to pick Calum at the airport…

wordcount: 601 words

Warning: None I guess

“Oh wow, you got this for me?” Calum said while taking the plectrums from the fans hands, “thank you very much! That really wasn’t necessary!” He tried to sound as enthusiastic as possible but he was sure that he still sounded really tired and dull. Not to get Calum wrong, he loves his fans which is why he makes an effort to talk to them right after he had just got off the plane. He loves his job and everything that comes with it. The music, his friends, the fans and yes sometimes even the fame. Nonetheless, there was one thing that’d be better than this right now. Instead of all these fans, he would only want one person here right now. You. He had to admit, it was really sad this morning when you told him that you weren’t able to pick him up as planned because your boss decided he needed you last minute for an important file. Little did he know what was about to happen.

*At the office*

“Omg thank you so much, sir! I swear you won’t regret it! I’ll have the file ready by tomorrow morning no matter what!” you shouted while already running out of the huge building. You could not believe that your boss is letting you leave early and even better you might be able to pick up your boyfriend from the airport. You took a glance at your phone to check the time. Shit, it was later than you thought and your jogging turned into running. “Okay so I’ll need at least 50 minutes to get to the airport in this traffic and Calums plane will arrive in 40 minutes fuck,”you thought as you got into your car. You definitely won’t be able to make it on time.

*At the airport*

“thank you yes I’ll definitely read them!” Calum said taking some more pictures with the fans. “Here’s your phone! Haha, I don’t want to keep that.” he joked with one of them before turning around to keep going. And that’s when he saw you running into the airport. Completely out of breath trying to get a look at the huge display in front of you. He couldn’t believe his eyes for a second and just stared into your direction. “Oh my God no way” he stumbled not taking his gaze of you, “excuse me! Sorry!” he said quietly trying to make his way through the few fans in front of him. And that’s when you finally saw him. You couldn’t believe that you hadn’t already seen the many girls in the first place but now, you did not only see them but also Calum. You couldn’t help yourself but run the few meters that separate you two, finally hitting his chest. He immediately engulfed you in his arms and pressed you to his chest as hard as possible. You heard some of the fans making “aww” sounds in the background. “You made it!” Calum mumbled into your hair. “Yes!” you smiled at him, eventually taking a look at his face. Calum was never a fan of massive PDA and showing his affection for you too much in public, so you were not surprised that he did not kiss you. It was okay, you were used to it and you knew that he would make that all up as soon as you would get home, or even already in the car. You were just happy to have him back and he was probably even happier. Both of you definitely could not stop smiling when you were leaving the airport.

hope you enjoyed this and maybe leave me some feedback or just slide into my dms okay never gonna say that again sorry I don’t know who I am to talk to me because I’m lonely 

okay so I have been staring at this picture for quite a while now and the problem is, I just can’t decide who I’d rather be. Like, do I wanna be Calum holding this fucking cute ass dog (and kiss it) or do I wanna be the dog being kissed by Calum? DOES ANYONE UNDERSTAND THE STRUGGLE?????

HI! I am so sorry for no new updates lately but please send in your requests or questions and tell me if you want a part 3 to dirty little secret I love you guys so much - H

A room, a big room full of screaming girls and a few boys. Some are screaming some are crying some look as if they might pass out. It’s something your used you though you are dating Luke Hemmings the lead singer of one of the biggest “boy bands” in the world. After four years of dealing with this it has no effect on you. You have put up with all of it and you were very used to it. You headed backstage to go find your boyfriend and his band mates.

You walk through the door leading to the main dressing rooms. You are looking in the big room but can’t seem to see anyone, the only thing you can hear is your breath. “Boo” a voice says from behind you. You turn around quickly a smile finding a way on to your face as the doorway behind you shows the one and only Luke. “ you’re so stupid” you say giving him a light push on his shoulder. “I have to go on in 2 minutes you stay back here and chill out” he says grabbing your hands.“okay I’ll see you later” you say standing on your tip toes and giving him a peck on the cheek.

About 30 minutes into the show you hear a noise that sounds like things shutting down,and then the scream of thousands of girls. The room you’re standing in suddenly fills with darkness. “What’s happening” you whisper to your self. Reaching to grab your phone from your pocket only to be lifted in the air. “ WHAT THE FUCK” you say moving with all the strength you have. You are put in a chair scared out of your mind.

All of a sudden you hear music playing a song you’ve never heard before the room is lit up by a screen behind you and screams of teenage girls fill your ears. On the screen it pictures and videos of you and Luke from your first date till up till last night. Luke appears out of now where and gets one one knew in front of you. You cover your mouth with your hands not believing what was going to happen next. “ Y/N Y/L/N you have made the last four years of my life amazing and I can’t thank you enough I have been planning this out for a while,I know I always said I never want marriage cause I was scared of commitment but you’ve changed my perspective on that. So with this ring I would like to ask you will you marry me?” Luke says looking up at you with hopeful eyes. “Yes oh my gosh yes” you say between sobs. He slides the ring down your finger causing you to smile. He grabs you and kisses you deeply. He stands you both up and hold your arm in the air “SHE SAID YES” he screams into a microphone and the crown goes wild making you know this is just the start.

even though I know you will never see this post or my 7 Instagram posts I just wanna say happy birthday cause why the fuck not ❤️

Catching Pokemon is good, Catching Pokemon with Michael is better.

Luke wished he was 18 .. But now he’s 20.. happy birthday hemmings