I cannot find the post where someone said that "you don't go to parties is basically about themselves because they are looking for themselves at the party and that old version of them no longer exists" or something along those line. (so if you can find me that post please send it my way so I can link it correctly, thanks. Thank you Rema @whentherosesbl00m for the link 🥰)
Cause listen; I was out walking, listening to the album and ydgtp came on and you know I love a good music video concept, so:
they are doing karaoke, and it's the song they choose
you can see Calum singing on stage, the party around him, but then it switches to him walking around the house, people around him either in slow motion or at normal speed as they are partying, but as you take another look you see that basically they are actual him and they guys in different party settings doing crazy stuff, almost like a living flashback
there are cuts to the others during the chorus, all singing on the little stage, their own flashbacks playing out
obviously there need to be a section with the 5am + couch line, which I think would be perfect with like Calum sitting on the couch, singing the last "now it's 5am..." part as he looks at an old (=younger) version of himself being on stage, absolutely lost in singing karaoke; bit melancholy and sad
and like the very last shut is him in the bathroom, the title of the song written on the mirror with a lipstick or those white markers Ashton likes using; he looks in the mirror at himself, kinda telling himself that "cause you don't go to parties anymore", before opening the door and going back outside, kinda like those "introvert hides in the bathroom for a moment to take a breath" moments
like it sounds a like a mess, but this was kinda the concept in my head???
alright, thanks for indulging me for a moment! bye.
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calum: i can’t believe you forgot
"I can’t believe you forgot." Calum looked at Claudia in shock.
"Don't start." She mumbled, scooping cookies into a baking pan.
She forgot she was making cookies for the middle school's upcoming bake sale for the boys and girl's soccer teams.
"I'm joking," he said when noticed her stressed. "Want mw to help?"
"Yeah could you help me bag? Three cookies each."
"Can I eat the ones I break?" He asked.
"Yeah," she nodded.
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c.h. | you don't go to parties
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pairing ; calum hood x reader
requested ; no
summary ; we've all heard the song i think you get it
warnings ! secret relationship, mention of alcohol and drug consumption, no happy ending
word count ; 937
a/n ; been awhile! sorry about that but i've had this concept in my head for a bit. i'm sure someone else has already done this, but i'm a sucker for angst so i figured i'd write some. enjoy!
Five years. That's a long time to being loving someone. A time where you give your all to that person. A time where you plan a future. A time where you share dreams and goals, even create some together. And all the time together only makes it hurt more when it's over.
Calum is a private guy, much more reserved than the other boys in the band. That's how he managed to keep your relationship under lock and key for so long. Cozy days in with him and Duke were the go to. The only time you two would be seen together was at parties when it was easy to blame the fact of Calum being with a girl on all the alcohol and/or drugs consumed that night.
It was easier when Calum was gone on tour or writing trips. Easier to forget all the pain the hiding brought you. You had wanted to tell the world, but Calum made it clear that wasn't his intention any time soon. He told you it was to protect you from all the negative attention that would inevitably come your way. You weren't sure you believed that anymore.
And so you brought it up one night.
"Cal," you whispered softly. So softly that if the two of you were doing anything but sitting on his couch in silence he wouldn't have heard it.
He responded with your name and when you stayed silent for a little too long he got worried, asking, "What's wrong, love?"
"I'm tired of quiet nights at home and parties," you admitted with a sigh. "I'm tired of no one knowing we're together."
"I told you, I'm trying to protect you," he reminded you. "Besides the people who matter know. Isn't that enough?"
"I don't know anymore." You pushed yourself away from him, turning to look into his eyes. "I just know I feel terrible hiding this. Us. So terrible that I can't sleep some nights."
"Why are you bringing this up now?" Calum asked. "I thought things were good. That you were happy with it being just us."
"I am happy," you reaffirmed. "I'm just... I could be happier."
"Can't we just talk about this later? Let's not ruin a good night."
"Sure."
But the pit in your stomach didn't go away as Calum pulled you into his chest again. And that was only the beginning of all the arguments. The beginning of the end.
"I'm tired, Calum," you shouted over the bed at him. The exhaustion was clear on your face. "Can we just go to bed and talk about this in the morning?"
"No. I want to talk now."
"That's a first," you mumbled.
"What was that?" Calum said, glaring at you accusingly.
"Nothing, just that you're the one usually putting this conversation off, and I'm the one continuously begging you to have it. What changed?"
"You! You changed!" Calum shouted. "You're giving up."
"Well, I've accepted the fact that I'm clearly not winning this argument," you admitted. "You don't want to be seen with me and that's fine. But you couldn't have expected I'd be quiet about it forever."
"Not forever," Calum said. "Just until I'm ready."
"And when will that be?"
The silence gave you your answer.
"I'm sick and tired, Calum," you repeated. "I can't deal with this. I won't be a secret anymore."
"What are you saying?" Calum asked, though he was sure he already knew.
"I'm saying I'm done," you said firmly, looking him straight in the eye. "I don't even want to stay one more night here. It makes me feel filthy being your secret. Like you could never want to be seen with me."
Calum says your name, enough love in the way he says it that it only hurts more than helps. "That's not true and you know it."
"No, I don't. Because it hasn't felt that way in a long time." You begin to collect your things, staying true to your word about leaving tonight. "I'll be back for the rest of my things later this week."
The way he says your name now is pleading. "Don't go. We can talk-"
"I'm tired of talking," you say, your tone truly exhausted. "Just let me go. Make this easy for once."
And he let you.
The next time Calum saw you was months later. Or at least he thought it was you.
He had been going to parties and getting all kinds of fucked up ever since you left. He had hoped you guys could talk when you got the rest of your things from his house, but you had sent a friend instead. One who had clearly been in the loop and did nothing but glare at him the whole time.
Since then he was drinking all day and all night at any houseparty he could find, drinking again the next day as some sort of hangover cure. It worked for awhile. Let him forget.
Until he thought he saw a glimpse of your face at a party he was hosting. He had been well past drunk and someone had given him some pill he couldn't remember the name of but he swore it had been you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile.
He stumbled off the couch after you, but you had been lost in the sea of people already. For the remainder of the party he went around trying to find you, asking people if they'd seen you, telling them all that had gone down between you including the good, the bad, and the ugly.
He never found you.
'Cause you don't go to parties anymore.
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• Two year and 1.3k Followers Celebration
Celebration Masterlist | Ask Box
It has officially been two years since I posted my first ever fic on here and I wanted to celebrate that and the fact that i’ve hit 1.3k followers
I am so so extremely grateful for every single one of you and I have no words to express how much your continued support means to me! <3
So all that being said, I’m hosting an ask game and fic challenge for anyone who wants to participate!!
The Fic Challenge and my Ask Box are open from Jan 30th to Feb 14th
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