Twenty // Mobbin'

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I wake up to my stomach vibrating.

Why is it doing that?

I sit up and feel around the bed, my eyes still closed.

"Ow, fuck." I hear someone mumble beside me.

I open one eye and see Calum covering one of his eyes.

He hands me my phone and rolls over.

Cheryl is calling.

That bitch disrupted my sleep.

I answer the phone.

"Yeah?"

"Good, you're awake!"

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

"Mhm." I mumble.

"Well...I know you said you were opposed to the idea, but we've got an apartment in New York. We'd love for you to check it out. PH would handle the rent and all of your other living expenses. Living in New York would make everything simpler."

"That wasn't part of the deal, Cheryl." I say.

She sighs.

"I know, I know. Just consider it, okay? I'll call you tomorrow." She hangs up.

I start to get out of bed when a hand wraps around my wrist and pulls me back down.

Calum slings his arm around my waist and stares at me.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Cheryl wants me to check out an apartment in New York." I groan.

"Well, we spend a lot of time in New York. After our tour, we'll be recording there a lot." He says.

"I know. But I can't leave Peggy. Especially not Aaliyah and Tatiana."

Cal nods.

"Yeah, I see. Let's not think about it right now though. Do you want breakfast?"

I nod.

He ruffles my hair and stands up.

Then he walks around the bed to my side and scoops me up.

I'm too tired to fight him.

When we walk out of his room, all the boys are scattered around the room playing on their phones.

Cal sets me down on the couch next to Luke.

I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

"Well, good morning." He laughs and I can feel his chest vibrating.

"Sh." I hold a finger up.

I feel someone rubbing my knee, and I open my eyes.

Calum is crouching in front of me with a glass of water in one hand and two pills in the other.

I swallow them and lay back on Luke's shoulder.

"I'm gonna go pick up some muffins and shit. Does anyone want anything specific?" Calum asks.

A compilation of barely audible no's can be heard amongst everyone.

"Caro, do you want to come with me?" Cal asks me.

I shake my head.

His eyes flicker from me to Luke.

"Hands off, Hemmings." He warns.

I lightly tap his thigh with my foot.

He winks at me and walks out.

"Kinda hard to keep my hands off." Luke looks over at me.

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