Bracelets 》Luke Hemmings

7. McDonald's

7. 

I wake up, and the first thing that comes to mind is how I was on stage, how I met him, the bracelet. 

I get up and shower. I then go downstairs to eat my breakfast, and Renee's not there. Probably sleeping, I don't know. After I'm done washing my plate, I climb up the steps and sit on my bed and think of everything that's happened so far. It's been a rollercoaster ride- slow then fast, that's how everything happened. 

My eyes scan over the walls of my room that used to just be plain white, but are now filled with multiple polaroids and posters, with quotations from tumblr hanging from a twine. Small white lights are draped across the walls of my room, giving it a tumblr-girlish glow. 

My eyes stop at my nightstand, where the bracelet from last night rests. I pick it up and take a deep breath, contemplating if I should text the number. It could be someone else's number, like why would a superstar give his number to someone like me? 

To answer all my questions, I finally give in and type the numbers into my phone, calling it. If I texted, I wouldn't really know if it was him. Am I seriously doing this?

"Hello?"  a voice answers, raspy, like I woke the person up. 

" Uhm, Hi," I stutter. Seriously? I stutter at a time like this? I mentally scold myself, until a voice breaks the silence.

"Is this Azalea?" 

I look down to the floor. "Yes, is this Luke?" 

I bite my lip, preparing to be dissappointed at the answer I'm going to get. 

"Yeah, hi!"  He says, before a loud noise echoes through the line, a scream. "Wake up, you- how on Earth are you awake already, anyway, Calum wake up, get up, get up, get up!!!" The voice was persistent and I flinch at the sudden noise. 

"God, Michael, shut up!" Luke says, and I hear several voices speaking at once and someone whining. Then I hear a loud thump and a "What do you want? God, ouch." 

I'm guessing that's Calum, and that he finally woke up, and that's because Michael pushed him off his bed. 

"Guys, shut up! I'm on a call!" Luke says, and his voice is muffled. 

"I'm sorry about that, Cal and Mike are being immature again." Cue the protests, the screams, and the several 'shut up's being said, gosh, this band is so immature that I want to cry and fangirl, but of course I can't, at least not now. 

"Uhm, yeah, okay, I'll call back later, bye."  I say in one breath. 

Did that just happen?

I need to think about this, and I think I know what exactly I can do. I change into a kitten crop top, jeggings, sneakers and I finish off with a flannel tied around my waist and an arrow necklace. I braid my hair into a french braid. I get a post it, write "be back at 5," and stick it to the countertop. With that, I grab my phone, earphones and my wallet then I'm out the door. 

The refreshing summer air hits me almost instantly, and I breathe in the scent of the Los Angeles breeze. I walk down the side of street, my shoes hitting the pavement, and I make my way to the mall, taking my time, and putting my earphones on. Good Girls by 5SOS plays instantly, and that's when I know I'm gonna be in a good mood for the day. 

I reach the mall, and immediately spot Forever 21. I enter the place and end up buying an L.A. shirt, some light wash high waisted shorts and an owl necklace. Then I enter H&M and leave with two new sweaters. I go into the record store and buy two albums. I see a sign that says that I can pre-order the Good Girls EP by 5SOS, so I approach the clerk and ask for details. I end up pre-ordering one copy and exit, visiting a few more shops. 

I end up having lunch at 2:00 pm, and I eat at the McDonald's of the mall. I was sitting silently, munching on my fries and my burger and scrolling through my phone, when I heard screams. 

High-pitched screams. 

That can only mean one thing. 

Fangirls- equals someone famous. 

Four tall guys enter the fast-food restaurant, and they're wearing band shirts and skinny jeans. Bracelets cover their wrists, and I immediately know who they are. One is wearing a bandana, the other wearing a snapback, and the other is wearing a beanie, the last one with multi-colored hair. They sit at the table directly beside mine, and I try to stay cool. 

I do my best to not look at them, but I can't help but observe the blonde-haired guy with piercing blue eyes. We lock eyes, and I gather my shopping bags in one hand and rush to the door. He blocks the way and I mutter an 'excuse me', doing my best to be polite, but at a time like this, why do I even bother trying?

"Wait, uhm, I'm sorry about this morning, why don't you hang with us for now, I mean, you haven't even finished your food." He glances over at my table, and I sigh, giving in. He's got a point. 

"You can sit at our table," he says, getting my tray and placing it on their table before I can say anything. 

"What about the girls outside? I nod to the direction of the glass wall separating McDonald's and the outside of the mall. 

"Don't worry, we'll take a bunch of selfies and we'll sign later. Meanwhile, just sit with us." He says, reassuring me. I sit down and prepare myself for the never-ending waves of feels I'm about to get. 

"Hey guys, this is Aza, I met her last night." Luke says, introducing me. 

Everyone greets me and Calum looks like he's in deep thought before his whole face lights up.

"Oh! So you're Renee's best friend! She told me about you last night," Calum says, and I instantly feel flattered that Renee would spend a few seconds to talk about me with her sunshine though her time with Calum was very limited. 

We talk, and I finally glance at the clock, which read 4:02 pm. Wow, we've been talking for about an hour and a half. So I say that I would have to leave, and we all exchange numbers. I go to the restroom to wash my hands, and then I spot Calum. 

"Hi," I greet.

"Hey," he smiles at me. "Could you do me a favor?" 

I raise an eyebrow. "What would that be?" 

He looks down at his feet, like he's embarassed to ask me for a request. 

I laugh, "Just spit it out, Cal." 

He instantly smiles, and begins to laugh with me but after a few seconds, his expression turns serious again.

"Could you give Renee my number?" he smiles sheepishly. 

I grin at him, already shipping my best friend and him. 

"Of course." 

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A/N

ayieeeee I just ship Azalea and Luke but they don't even have a ship name lol Azaluke, Havis, lol yay bye I also ship Renee and Calum but what would be their ship name? :) BYEEEEE :)