Illusion (Calum Hood)

IV

She smiled as she stood up, "You could never let us down Bostyn."

And with that she closed my bedroom door and I was left having my own little victory dance in my room.

I quickly got my phone out and turned up some old Fall Out Boy songs, as I jumped around my room like a little kid at a candy store.

And then I ran into my bookcase and tripped, taking most of it with me.

My ringer was up all the way and I had gotten a text, which was odd for me.

You look so cute dancing around like that -C

I stared at my phone for a few minutes in confusion. I have a stalker? Who is this.

C.... Who's C?

Calum.

But how the hell can he see me.

Calum is that you? Why are you stalking me again? How'd you get my number?

Not stalking babe. I got your number from a secret someone. My friend lives next door. His room faces yours. Your curtains are open btw ;)

I walked to the window and opened it up.

"Fuck you, Calum Hood." I didn't expect a response since it seemed as though my neighbor Josh's window was closed.

Then my phone went off again.

When and where babe? :* ;)

I walked back to my window and flipped him off. I could see him wave back at me, all smiles as Josh laughed.

I walked away from the window and over towards the keyboard in my room.

There's a piano in our family room downstairs but I didn't really want to go down and see Jeff right now, so this will do for now.

I begin to play Ride by tøp. I usually look up songs I like on the Internet and try to find tutorials for them on piano.

After a while, I get bored and head over to my bed. I reach for the tv remote and turn on sytycd.

Very typical, I know. A dancer watching a dance show. I couldn't help it. It just interests me.

My phone vibrates and I reach over to my nightstand to grab it.

Really? SYTYCD? That's what you choose to watch?

I roll my eyes before typing a response.

Leave me alone, Hood. Stop watching my every move. It's getting creepy.

Then maybe you should close your curtains babe.

I'll do whatever the hell I want, thanks. And stop calling me babe. I'm not your babe and I never will be.

I toss my phone to the other side of my bed. I'm done talking to him for now. I'm tired of him pestering me.

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Apparently I had fallen asleep. It was now 2am. Luckily, it was the weekend so I didn't have to worry about getting up for school.

I realized I was still wearing my clothes from school so I got up and grabbed some athletic shorts and a tank top.

I slipped Calum's sweatshirt off and set it on my desk chair. I had taken off my mocha covered shirt earlier since it was a mess.

I slid off my adidas joggers next. Now all that was left was my black sports bra and matching panties, both from VS.

I stared at myself in the mirror and frowned. I looked at my prominent six pack and large, muscular thighs.

Sometimes I hated looking like this. Many people have told me I have a wonderful figure. Or that my body is beautiful and that they would die for a body like mine.

I don't get it. I feel gross sometimes. I feel too bulky almost. Too strong on the outside, too weak on the inside.

I frown and sigh before putting my shorts and tank top on. I then take the elastic out of my hair and brush it out.

I walk into my bathroom and wash yesterday's makeup off my face.

I'm also insecure about my face. My eyes are a weird blue green color and they are too far apart. I also have big lips and a strangely shaped face.

See, this is the thing nobody else sees. No one can see the internal struggles I face. To them, I'm perfect. I'm amazing. Beautiful. Talented. Intelligent. But that's not how I feel all the time.

I shake the thoughts off and return to my bed, only to see a number of notifications on my lock screen.

You look good half naked ;)

I like your hair down. It's beautiful, like you.

You're gorgeous without all that makeup. Wow.

I smiled reading them. Well except for the first one. I blushed at that, embarrassed that he had seen me changing.

I walked back over to my window and opened it up.

Josh's window was open too, and Calum was standing in front of it.

"Leave me alone now, Hood. I need to go to sleep. And I'm closing the curtain"

He laughed. His laugh was very rich, real. It was cute.

"Do what you want Bostyn. Goodnight babe. Sweet dreams." I rolled my eyes at him for probably the hundredth time now. He just blew a kiss and I shook my head, closing my window and curtain.

I hate him. I hate Calum Hood.

But I think he's starting to win me over.
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A/N: honestly what the fuck did I just write? Also um I want a calum hood ok thanks.