You Fucked Up

Callan Reagan || 18 || Senior

[youngcalxm]

Michael Clifford Moodboard// red

[whyarabella-deactivated20180126]

“My boyfriend is a thief.”

[rlycallan-blog]

“You need to learn to share.”

[rlycallan-blog]

She pushed her hair behind her ear, smiling and looking down at the notes. “Oh, well um, thank you.”

“No problem. Do you plan on making them into a song?”

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“Says the guy who took millions of years to tell the girl he liked that he liked her.”

[rlycallan-blog]

“I think you have me confused with Jett Weston. Too soon?”

[permanentmuke]

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“Don’t you think I thought of that? She’ll be dead before you.”

[rlycallan-blog]

“You need psychological help.”

[rlycallan-blog]

CALLAN REAGAN - HELLHOUND

Harbinger of death.

Hell’s pit bulls.

[walter-mckey]

Q: If you had to pick another job, what would you want to do? | Feb 24, 2016

[rlycallan-blog]

She chuckled looking down at her notes. “I wouldn’t call it a song, more like a jumble of notes.”

“Well it was a very nice jumble of notes,” he laughed.

[whyarabella-deactivated20180126]

“But they were in my hiding place..” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“Your point?”

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“So when you die, do I get both the Westons?” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“No, I’m leaving them to Maggie in my will. Good try though.”

[whyarabella-deactivated20180126]

“Okay, I deserve this and a bag of chips. I study my butt off thank you very much.” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“I may or may not have already eaten all of the chips.”

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“They can make you go away. That’s not too much to ask for at all.” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“Well if it’s between dying and being near you, I’ll happily take death.”

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“Yeah, they’re telling me to kill you, but I like that Weston girl so I’ll spare you.” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“Can they make you go away too or is that just too much to ask?”

[rlycallan-blog]

Perri looked up as she heard the voice before looking down at her guitar once again, strumming the string again and noticing the tune was off. “Oh, that makes sense, um thank you,” she looked up again and smiled. “Sorry I didn’t realise you were there.”

“No problem,” Callan grinned. “It’s alright, I was being nosy. Are you writing a song?”

[gtfobailey-deactivated20180126]

“I heard my name.” 

[rlycallan-blog]

“Are the voices talking to you again?”

[fckperri-blog]

The brunette held the pen in her mouth as she pulled the guitar closer to her body, looking down at her notebook and strumming out the few chords she had written before pulling the pen out once again to make notes. She was practically in a world of her own, plucking at the strings and humming along to the tune. 

[rlycallan-blog]

“It’s out of tune,” Callan said as he stood over Perri. He’d been there for about three minutes watching her, but hadn’t said anything until the G chord made a sound that was slightly off.