calum's pov
"calum why am i single?"
"i don't fucking know?"
hazel, i'm right here when you gonna realize?
"i'm so fucking annoyed." hazel hissed.
oh shit diz hoe is on her period.
"it fucking hurts when you love a band so much that you'd literally cry when they get older."
"jesus! in what phase are you now? you already moved on from gayships?"
"i'm still obsessed with shipping male people, thank you very much."
"period?"
she gave me a death glare which caused me to raise both of my hands in surrender.
"cramps are the living satans in life."
she groaned as we walked in the hallways.
i tugged her wrists and ran out of school.
"what the fuck are you doing?"
"we're going to drop off by the grocery, grab a shitload of chocolates and head home for some marathon."
"but my mom would question me."
"that's why we're heading at my house."
"how about your parents?"
i rolled my eyes and sighed.
"they're in a business trip so stop asking so much."
"i'm so lucky to have you."
i'd be saying that to you everyday when i had you wrapped around my finger.
