Redesigned > cake au [complete.]

7

"Alright. Well, I think we should go about this logically."

The two of us were stood in front of my closet, trying to find shirts for Calum to wear.

"Logically how?" Calum asked, scowling a little.

"I'll play you some songs by these bands, and you tell me which one you like the most. Then we'll work from there. Does that make sense?"

"Not really, but alright."

With a sigh, I moved over to where my phone was attached to my speakers, and started with the first band whose shirt I owned.

At least 10 songs later, Calum had finally made up his mind.

"I like those Basket Case guys," he stated firmly, and I sighed in relief.

"Alright, Green Day it is. Good, I have a few of their shirts."

I walked over to my closet, opening it and rummaging around a bit before pulling out four shirts. "Here. Pick your poison."

He looked over the four shirts, trying to choose. I had two with their faces on it, one that had the artwork for their Dookie album, and one that simply said Insomniac across the front.

Finally, he picked the Dookie muscle tee, and grinned at me. "Can I wear it now?"

"Sure," I shrugged, sitting back down on my desk chair and fiddling with my lip ring.

Calum unbuttoned the flannel he was wearing, letting it slowly slide off his shoulders and onto the floor.

I don't know what the hell came over me, but I found myself noting that it actually looked really... Hot. He looked hot, shirtless. He was turned so I could see his profile, and - Oh god. I shouldn't be thinking these things.

I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut, and heard him laughing.

Opening my eyes, I saw that he had my shirt on, and for some reason, I like the way it hung on his tanned chest.

"I'm not that bad looking, you don't have to look so disgusted!" Calum laughed, before looking down at himself. "I think it looks good."

"Yeah, yeah it does," I nodded, swallowing hard.

"I think this plan is gonna work," Calum grinned. "Come on, let's go to the shops. I know you don't have chips and I think I might die if I don't get food right now."

And so I followed him out, trying to ignore the feeling I was getting at the sight of him in my clothes.