the month of freedom [c.h]

0.6

"Ah, we're here." Calum grinned triumphantly, falling back onto a tree and sliding down it.

"We're in the woods." I said, crossing my arms and staring down at him.

He nodded, looking at me as if I had just said the most abnormal thing ever. But why the hell had he dragged me so far across town (including past my house where I had to duck past the window) and just sit himself down. We only had 30 minutes left of the lesson and it took us 15 minutes to get here, meaning we'd have to leave soon enough if we wanted to make it back for class two.

"And why are we in the woods?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Because no one is going to find us here." He said.

He put his hand on the ground next to him, patting it. I took it as an invite, sitting myself down beside his rather large body. Calum was also taller than me and it wasn't because I was short, but because he was so huge - not unlike Luke. He smiled at faintly, turning away and playing with the sticks on the ground.

"So, do you like...come here often?" I asked, looking around.

He shrugged, digging into the ground with a stick, "It's peaceful here I guess."

"It's just cos like, you're hardly ever in school. Sometimes I don't even see why you bother turning up."

"Are you bullying me?" He smirked, looking over.

"What! No! I don't bully people. I was just, making a point.."

"Ah, making a point. That's what you call it."

I smirked to myself, taking a stick from Calum and also digging it into the ground. Sitting here with him was nice and much better than being hit with a bunch of balls in PE. And I enjoyed the woods, obviously Calum did too.

The butterflies played around in my stomach, nibbling at my insides - not even a week go did I think I'd be missing class to hang out with bad boy Calum Hood. But it's not as if I could tell anyone, God, even Luke would judge me for my 'bad listening skills' and 'not listening to the warnings'. Luke always had something bad to say about someone, he just loved a good gossip.

"So, tell me more about yourself." Calum said out of the blue.

He leant back further, putting his hands behind his head and smiling at me.

"Well, ur, what do you wanna know?"

He shrugged, "Just talk."

"Okay well - you obviously know my name, Frankie Reed." I smiled, "And I have two sisters called Eliza and Kelly and my parents live with us. Um, I like the colour black and I enjoy watching TV shows in the early hours of the morning."

"What kind of music do you like?" He asked seriously.

I bit the inside of my mouth slightly, pondering at his question. I didn't really have a favourite music genre, if I liked music then I liked music - it was that simple.

"Well, I love rock. Metal is cool. Pop isn't bad. Everything, really." I shrugged.

Calum smiled, flicking his hand, "Proceed."

"Well, ur, Luke is my best friend-"

"Why?"

"Why? What do you mean?" I asked.

Calum picked himself up, crawling over so that he was in front of me. He crossed his legs, furrowing his eyebrows and playing with his fingers slightly, "Why is Luke your best friend?"

I shrugged slightly, staring him dead in the eyes, "We've been friends for years."

He stayed quiet for a moment, staring down at his fingers as he twisted them together. I watched him, wondering what was going through his head. Calum was always such a mysterious character to me, you never knew what he was thinking and the way he spoke and brought things up would always confuse me. But he seemed okay, well at least, right now he seems okay. I'm guessing it would be totally different if he wasn't sitting with a girl who gave him $50.

"Luke's always annoyed me." He finally said, "He thinks he's so great, he's really not."

"He's actually really awesome if you got to know him." I said, defending Luke.

Calum shook his head, "Luke is fucking ridiculous."

"What do you have against him?"

"It's not that I have anything against him, the boy is just a dickhead."

I threw my hands in the air, I didn't want to get involved with their little boy problems. Whatever Calum had against Luke was his business, not mine. I didn't want Calum to affect my relationship with Luke, I loved being his best friend. Sure Luke can be annoying and idiotic, but aren't all best friends like that?

"You didn't tell me," I began, watching as Calum looked up at me, "About yourself."

"There's not much to tell."

"Nah, you seem pretty interesting to me." I smiled, nudging him, "I mean, you also seem like a total fuckboy but we can look past that."

He smirked, "I'm not a fuckboy. I fuck girls I like, and I like a lot of girls."

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

Calum studied me slightly, looking up and down at my outfit. That's something Calum also does, stare. From sitting next to him I learned that when he was thinking he would always stare, that's why the teachers always thought he was daydreaming - he wasn't.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

My heart bounced slightly, "Not that I know of."

Calum chuckled at my answer, "It's only because I don't want to get beat up for hanging out with you."

"But I can't tell anybody. You made me promise."

"Ah, so innocent." He smirked.

I held back some bile, I hated when he spoke like this. I wasn't innocent and I especially didn't like being called it, especially by one Calum Hood.

He stood up, "Come on. We better head back."

I nodded, collecting my things and walking behind him. Calum walked with intense anger, each step hitting the floor hard and angrily. His back bones poked out a little from his shirt and I couldn't help myself looking at his ripe butt.

He stopped abruptly, causing me to fall back before cataching me, "One thing, this month of freedom is not a one way ticket to Hood-town, y'hear? I break hearts, because I'm numb and I don't love and for some reason, my body is telling me that I shouldn't break your heart. If I hadn't of got that ugly feeling in my stomach than I would have you pushed up against somewhere steady right now, pleasuring you. But I'll be the good guy here."

I gulped a little, "And you think I want to date you?"

He shrugged, "Most girls do."

I smirked at him, poking him in the chest with my finger, "Thank you for that piece of information, Hood. But unlike most girls I don't want to get in your pants. I just want to prove that I can have fun and not be 'innocent', okay?"

He stood there for a moment, his face blank and his body motionless. I smiled at him, patting him on the back and trudging ahead. If Calum thought I wanted a relationship then he was so wrong. I'm just trying to have fun, nobody likes someone boring.

this was so bad im sorry i might rewrite it but i probs wont bc lazy...but anyway basically a filler so that the pair can know one another better. luv u alllll, millie

song for this chapter: feeling good - nina simone