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5saucyimagines · 8 years ago

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THE BOY NEXT DOOR PT. 1 ..(ASHTON)

“MOVING DAY!!” you heard the exclamation waking you up from your not so great night sleep, but is it even considered a night sleep if you had just gone to bed about two hours ago? You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and looked at the time on your phone, one eye still closed and it read ‘7:00 AM’… “Who the hell is screaming at 7 am on a Saturday?” you ask yourself lazily making your way out of your bed towards the widow to see who was making so much noise. You spot a young girl jumping around outside of a car that parked outside of the house next door that you swore was going to stay empty.. it had been vacant for months now and nothing.. Well nothing till now.. You seemed to be mesmerized by the image from down below; you just couldn’t pry yourself from the window. Minutes past which seemed like hours to you because of how exhausted you were but in matter of seconds it was like life was shoved back into your body causing you to jump back from the window and somehow landing back under the covers. Your breath was quick and your eyes wide in shock…What did you just see? Were you imagining things or did that just really happen? There wasn’t just a new family moving in next door, there was a good looking guy and he had just caught you staring at his family during moving day, he smiled, and waved at you and you.. Well you, literally couldn’t even with what just happened. You had never had much guy attention.. Sometimes you thought you were invisible from the way they would just walk by you and here was this guy, who seems to have looked right into your soul by the way you reacted. A week goes by and you don’t see him again, you’re thankful cause what he caused your heart to do.. Yeah no thanks, you were not a fan. But that didn’t stop you from flashing back to that 30 seconds where he was staring at you, while you stared right back.. Watching his movement like it was something you’d never seen before in your life. It didn’t stop you from remembering The details that had been engraved into your brain like the way his hair swooped or the dimples that were so prominent when he smiled up at you, or even the patches of the leather jacket he wore… it was only 30 seconds but those thirty seconds were ruining your concentration like there was no tomorrow. It was now an entire week later and you just had to get out of the house, sitting there just made you think of it even more, so you called up your best friend and told them that you were going crazy being locked up at home and that you were coming over with some snacks. They agreed and you began to pack up a bunch of snacks into a tote bag and rushed to the door grabbing your car keys with one hand as the other opened the door. Before you could make it out the door you were met with a tall dark figure towering over you.. You slowly looked up realizing the images that you couldn’t get out of your head all week were now standing in front you. You stopped at the patch on his right arm, you blankly stared at it until you heard him say “it’s an eagle” and chuckle. You look up at his face as you came out of your trance, of course it was an eagle… you knew that, you weren’t an idiot.. You just couldn’t believe this was happening, you couldn’t believe he was standing at your front door and there was nowhere to hide this time. But all that came out of your mouth was “oh, haha yeah…” as you awkwardly tucked your hair behind your ear and avoiding eye contact. “so hey … uhm I moved in next door, and I saw you in the window last week and I just thought I’d come over and say hi.. Hey.. Or whatever” You force yourself to look up at his face as soon as you hear the quiver in his voice, he was nervous too… he looked like all those cocky guys that didn’t give you any time of day and here he was at your door with a quivering voice. He just didn’t stop surprising you. “ ..Hey” you say shyly and smile softly. With that he brings himself to ask you to hang out, you look down at your keys and remember that you have plans but then again, when will this ever happen again? You drop your bag behind the door and say “sure … what do you want to do?” you say as you invite him inside quickly typing out everything that’s going on hoping your best friend understands why you’re going to bail on them after you had just convinced them to hang out with you. You close the door behind you with your foot and you both make your way to the kitchen. He takes a seat at one of the stools surrounding the kitchen island. You look up from your phone and just stare at him, you brought in a strange guy into your home… you didn’t even know his name and just by looking at him the only thought that came to your mind was that this guy wreaked of trouble but you were so down to get in trouble if it meant spending time with him, he had you that intrigued. “My name is Ashton by the way…” “Oh, yeah … I forgot to ask.. I’m (y/n)” “Cute name …” You blush and thank him; you sat there and talked for some time.. in reality It didn’t seem like much but the clock said otherwise. It had become midnight which meant he had gone on for about 4 hours and you had no idea what about because your answers had become vague since you weren’t really listening, you had spent the entire time scanning and drowning in every detail that was him. You said your goodnights and you did that for every night for the next two weeks. You had gotten close to the person who once put a shock through your body at the mere sight of him. The butterflies we’re still there but they weren’t as scary anymore so when the weekend came around and he asked you to hang out that night, and there was no hesitation to answer yes anymore. But this night was different he had msgd you earlier and asked you to dress nicely that he had planned something special .. so you followed his request, and just like in his msg he was at your door by 8. And just like usual he was in all black and wearing his leather jacket, you had begun to question yourself what was with him and that jacket? Was it the only one he had? You were greeted with a “hey beautiful” as you locked eyes which through you off guard but you brushed passed it and giggled replying with a simple yet teasing “hey nerd” as you closed the door behind you and shoving your keys into your bag. You made your way to his cliche old school classic muscle car and as you stood at the door waiting for him to unlock it from inside as you got an extra dose of the butterflies as he smiled at you from within the car .. you knew tonight was going to be something special.. but you had no idea what you we’re in for and man oh man were you in for a huge surprise..

End of part one .

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fandomfanficandmore · 6 years ago

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Story of Another Us Part 1 (Calum Hood)

pairing[s]: calum hood x oc

warnings: bitchiness? calum with a kid

word count: 2k+

The sun was barely beginning to rise when Harlow walked into her kitchen, answering emails and preparing for the day. The coffee maker had just finished brewing, Harlow pouring herself a glass before she took a seat at the island, enjoying what little quiet time she had before her daughter woke up.

Today’s agenda was packed- most days usually were- but today Harlow was particularly excited. She and her best friend Lennon owned a full-service branding business, complete with design, photography, and videography. They worked with the best of the best companies and everyone’s favorite celebrities on everything from designing new products to photoshoots for leading magazines- which is exactly what they’re doing today. Today, at their studio in Downtown Los Angeles, they were holding the photoshoot for an upcoming edition of Rolling Stone, the cover story being about one of Harlow’s (and her daughter’s) favorite bands, 5 Seconds of Summer.

If you asked Harlow why she likes the band, you’d think her response was the most cliche thing you’d heard, but it wasn’t.

Their music helped her through a hard time in her life.

Her past was a secret to most people, as it was something that was hard to talk about.

When she was 16, Harlow met Sam Peters. She was a sophomore, an invisible, and he was a senior, captain of the football team, and the most popular guy in school. She wasn’t sure how it had happened, but he fell for her, and she for him. After graduation, he attended a local community college and waited for her to graduate. That lasted about a year. He decided to enlist in the Army shortly before he turned 20.

The day she turned 18, he proposed. It wasn’t anything fancy, but it was everything she had dreamt of and more. A few short months later- after his basic training- they were married and he was set to deploy for his first tour overseas. A few weeks after he left, she found out she was pregnant. She was ecstatic. A few days after, they had a short video chat where she told him the news. He was so happy.

She was 5 months along when she heard a knock on their front door. There stood a Chaplin, a sad expression on their face. Harlow knew immediately what had happened. Sam had been killed while serving his country. Her life had changed in a moment. She was 19, already widowed and a mother to be.

She can’t remember much in the months that followed, other than that she fell into a deep depression and in another 3 months, she had her daughter: Badgley Ann Peters.

After she was born, Harlow knew she needed to get better for her. She began by moving from Texas- where she and Sam had moved after he had enlisted- to sunny Los Angeles with her best friend and godmother to her daughter, Lennon. There, they started the business out of their small apartment and began growing it into what it is today. At the same time, she discovered that music was a way for her to cope and that this band of 4 boys around her age, helped her the most. She’d have their music on almost nonstop, dancing around and singing with her daughter.

“Hey, Har.” Lennon mumbled, walking into the kitchen and pouring herself a cup of coffee, “What time are we supposed to be at the studio?”

“8.” Harlow sighed happily, checking the time on her phone. 6:30. “I’ll be right back.” She drank the last of her coffee before standing up. She made her way up the stairs to her daughter's room and opened the door slowly. The mint room was covered with art and posters of 5 Seconds of Summer- like mother, like daughter. “Badge, sweetie. It’s time to get up.” She whispered quietly, taking a seat on the edge of Badgley's bed. She stirred, her eyes opening slowly with a tired hum. “Good morning sweetheart.” Harlow smiled down at her, placing a soft kiss on her head.

“Morning mommy.” The small girl let out a yawn as she sat up. Her brown hair was a tangled mess, making Harlow laugh.

“Time to get up. We have to head to the studio soon. Mommy has to work with some important clients.” Harlow said quietly as she stood up, picking her daughter up. “Do you want some of Uncle Fletcher’s waffles?” Harlow asked, watching as her daughter nodded tiredly. Sam’s brother Fletcher would come over every Sunday and make a large batch of his waffles- Badgley's favorite food- so they would have enough to reheat throughout the week.

Harlow carefully made her way down the stairs, carrying her daughter to the island and sitting her down in her chair.

“Good morning, Auntie Len!” Badge smiled at her aunt, whose face broke into a grin upon hearing her. I pulled some waffles out of the freezer, sticking them in the microwave as I watched.

“Good morning, Le! Did you sleep well?” Lennon asked her, making her light up.

“Mhhm!” Badgley answered with a grin, having finally woken up completely. “I had a dream Mommy mariwed Callie.” Callie is what she called Calum, a member of the band. He was her favorite member, as she loved all of the “drawings” he had on his body- that was appropriate for a 3-year-old to see, that is. Harlow stifled a laugh as the microwave beeped. She covered the waffles in syrup and strawberries before setting the plate in front of her daughter with a fork.

“She did?” Lennon laughed, casting a side glance at Harlow, who was blushing softly. They never told Badgley who their celebrity clients were, as they didn’t want to raise her to treat them any differently than she would anyone else.

“Yes!” Badgley cheered with her mouth full of waffle, making her mom and aunt laugh. “She wore a really pwetty purple dwess and they had a huge cake and he sanged his song for her.”

“That’s cute Badge.” Harlow laughed but hearing this made her nervous. She knew this was going to be all she could think about today, which would usually be fine, but he was one of today’s clients.

An hour later, the girls were at the studio, setting up for the shoot. Harlow set Badgley in the playroom before heading to her office to gather what she’d need to work while overseeing the shoot. Lennon was getting their photographer set up when the door opened, four rowdy men making their way inside, followed by a very tired looking woman.

Harlow took a deep breath before setting down her iPad and making her way over to the group. “Hi there! I’m Harlow Tallis. Welcome to Future Scars.” She smiled at the men, who let out a chorus of greetings. Lennon stepped over, extending a hand to Michael with a grin.

“Hi, I’m Lennon Copland. Harlow and I will be overseeing your shoot.” Michael broke into an excited grin. “I just need to finish getting the photographer set up. Harlow will show you to the green room.” I took a couple of steps ahead of the group, turning around with a smile. She caught Calum’s eye, a small blush creeping onto her cheeks as she waited for the boys to grab their things. “I forgot my bag in the car,” Luke let out a low mutter, making Ashton and Michael laugh, “I’ll be right back.”

Lennon looked over at her best friend with a smirk, watching as her celebrity crush approached her.

“Harlow, is it?” Calum asked with a smile. Harlow nodded slowly, making him chuckle. “I’m Calum. Calum Hood.”

Harlow took a deep, nervous breath. “Hi.” She choked out, making him chuckle.

“Nervous?” She nodded, making his smile grow into a grin. “I usually have that effect on people.” That made Harlow laugh, her nerves beginning to fade away.

“Is that so?” Luke reentered the building, allowing Harlow to finally lead them to the green room.

“So tell me, Harlow, how long have you been doing this?” Calum asked her as they walked through the building.

“Almost three years now.” She answered with a grin. She came to a stop right in front of the green room, her back facing the playroom door. “Here’s the green room. This’ll be where you get changed and can relax in between set changes.” She smiled, pointing to the open door of the room.

Three of the bandmates headed into the room, Calum staying behind with Harlow. He was about to say something when the door behind Harlow opened, a little girl popping her head out. She turned to Calum, who smiled softly at her, letting out a shriek when she realized who it was.

“Mommy!” She tugged on the bottom of Harlow’s shirt. “It’s Callie!”

Harlow let out a nervous laugh, looking up at the confused man.

“Callie?” He asked, the little girl nodding her head. He cast Harlow a soft smile before crouching down to the Badgley’s height. “You know who I am?”

“You’re from 5sause.” She answered with a grin.

“I’m Calum,” He chuckled, “it’s nice to meet you-”

“Badgley.” She smiled proudly at him. This was the first time she had pronounced her name correctly, which caught Harlow off guard.

“Badge-” She cut in, picking up her daughter with a grin, “You did it! You said your name right!”

Calum stood up, watching as the brown haired women high fived the little girl, who was a spitting image of her mother.

“What did you need, Badge?” Harlow asked the girl, who thought for a minute before she shrugged. “Did you run out of juice?” Badgley nodded for a moment. “Okay. I’ll go get you a new one. Go back and play, okay?” The woman tickled her daughter, whose laugh was like music to Calum’s ears. His smile never wavered as he watched Harlow set the young girl down and made sure she went back into the room before closing the door.

“So, was that your-”

“Daughter, yes.” Harlow nodded with a smile.

“She’s cute.” Calum laughed, “How old is she?”

“She just turned 3.”

Harlow took a deep breath. She knew what would come next in this conversation. It always ended the same.

“Aren’t you a little-“ He started.

“Look, I’m going to stop you right there. I’ve had this conversation enough to know what comes next. I don’t want to be slut-shamed over the fact that I’m a young mother. I made my choices and because of them I have my beautiful daughter, okay?” She rushed out before spinning on her heel, heading towards the kitchen and leaving the man in shock.

Calum watched as Harlow turned out of sight before walking into the green room and running a hand through his hair. His three bandmates watched as he took a seat, letting out a groan.

“What just happened out there?” Ashton spoke, taking a sip of one of the water bottles that the studio provided.

“I don’t know, mate.” Calum ran another hand through his hair before speaking. “I was just talking to that girl and then her daughter came out-”

“She has a daughter?” Luke asked, shock written on his face. “Isn’t she like our age?”

“I have no idea. I tried to ask, but she cut me off saying she didn’t want to be slut-shamed and then she walked away.” He shrugged. “Her daughter knew who we were, though.”

“How old is she?” Michael asked.

“Three. Her name is Badgley.” Calum smiled softly, thinking of the little girl. “She called me Callie.” His voice came out as a whisper. His friends looked at one another, knowing smiles on their lips. They had known Calum since they were teens, but they had never seen him this interested in someone, especially after just meeting them.

“So are you going to try and talk to her again?” Luke asked, making Calum break out of whatever trance his thoughts had put him in.

“Hm? Oh, I don’t know. She didn’t seem like she really wanted to talk anymore.”

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