Chapter 13

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Zoey’s P.O.V

"Damn I didn't think you would beat me,"

The game had finished a couple of hours ago. And because it was only 3 in the afternoon we decided to go to the mall. We spent most of our time shopping and now everyone was starving so Alan decided to get a table a pizza place that we all love.

To be honest I'm not really a big fan of shopping, I only go if I'm spending time with my friends or I need some new clothes. Towards the end of summer, Dawn had dragged me to the mall and made me buy everything that looked good on me from almost every single store. My mom wasn't too happy about that, so she made me pay her back for the money I spent. That first month of school I had to work every day to pay my mom $2,000. She even made me donate any of my clothes that I don't wear anymore. I didn't mind that of course, the amount of clothes Dawn made me get filled my entire closet so I had to make some space, actually scratch that, I had to make a lot of space.

"I was sure that I was going to beat you." He said when I turned to face him.

Although we hate each other, there are some times when Calum and I talk like friends do. I guess sometimes the asshole isn't that bad when he isn't being an asshole.

"Well, you didn't beat me so too bad." I smiled, I beat Calum and I was announced MVP. The guy who explained us the rules showed us what had happen in the game, everyone was confused where I was standing because the replay didn't exactly showed it well. Secret hideouts are supposed to be secrets. Calum was just confused how I got there since he knew where I was. Calum rolled his eyes and went to say something when some random little girl approached us.

"Are you guys a thing?" asked the girl. She was about 4'11, brunette and had hazel eyes she looked as if she was 13 years old. I'm not going to lie I was shocked she asked that question. I mean who approaches two people and ask if they are a couple. When I was thirteen and I saw a couple, I didn't approach them, I just fangirling thinking that one day that would be me and whoever my celebrity crush was at that time.

I was going to answer the girl's question when Dawn approached and answered the question. "Yeah, they are a couple. Aren't they cute?" Oh please, if you want to see cute just look at my poop. It's better than seeing me and Calum together. By the way, where the hell did Dawn come from? I thought I ran away from when she dragged me into the make-up department at Macy's.

"They are, sorry I asked it must have been awkward." The girl spoke. Obviously she doesnt know what cute means. I mean have you seen Calum's face, he is not cute.

"You know, they were actually about to kiss when you interrupted them." The bitch says. I am not kissing him. I rather fucking die than kiss him. I rather fight in world war III than kiss that asshole. What planet is Dawn living in? She is about to get strangle in 3…2…1…

"Ew gross I don't want to see that." And the girl walks away, finally. I'm still and will probably always be confused as to why she came up to Calum and me. I shake my head at look back at Dawn who has a innocent look on her face.

"3." I said calmly. She looks at me with a confused face.

"What?" Calum asked. How the hell is he not mad about what she just said?

"What happen?" Alan asked. And everyone followed him. So now we are all in this circle form.

"2." I warned, still glaring at Dawn. If looks could kill Dawn would have been dead 50 times already.

"I told this girl that Calum and Zoey are dating and that they were about to kiss but she interrupted them. And now Zoey is counting down for some reason." Dawn explained. All I see is red when I look at her. No joke I am ready to kill this bitch. How does she not understand why I am mad at her? I said yes to this whole arrangement this morning. Zeke is now avoiding me because I am doing this. I'm stuck dating Calum Hood. She could have made me date anyone in the world and it had to be Calum.

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