this is what it feels like // calum hood

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Hours later, everyone was there mingling, drinking, enjoying the pool.

"So," the voice made Aly look up from her phone, watching Calum take a seat at the table beisde her, "You're the famous little sister."

"Oh god, what has she said," Aly said dramatically. She locked her phone and set it down, looking over at him. She hated to admit it but he was even cuter in person then on instagram. Yeah she had done some insta stalking, wouldn't you if your sister was dating a guy in a band?

"Nothing bad," he smiled. Aly liked his accent, it was different from Luke's.

"Doubt that," Aly chuckled, "You're the..."

"Bass, I play bass mainly," he finished the sentence for her, "What do you do?"

"Marketing and PR for Rue 21," she nodded. Aly wanted to ask him what Luke had told them not to do, but that probably wasn't the best ice breaker.

"Uhm I'm gonna go grab another drink," Aly slowly stood up, making her way inside.

Calum watched her walk away, just in her bikini, her hair was pulled up into a sloppy bun so it didn't get wet. He hated that he had this a stupid crush on her but he did. And now being told he couldn't make a move made it worse.

The two had followed each other on instagram for years now. He wanted to make a move this week but he knew Sierra would kill him, probably a little to literally. And after Luke told him to keep his hands off her he knew it was a no go, he'd never go against his bandmates, no matter the feelings.

"You're not making it past the wedding night, huh?"Ashton pulled Calum from his thoughts.

"I'll be fine," Calum looked up at Ashton, the only one who knew about his crush, and it was only on accident. The two had gone out one night and Calum drunkenly told him about it.

"He didn't say she couldn't make a move," Ashton added.

"And how does that's help me?"

Ashton just shrugged.

Aly got herself another beer from the fridge, which wouldn't be her last of the night.

It was almost eleven pm and it was just a few people left at the party.

Aly sat on the edge of the pool, just her feet in the water as she talked with her sister. Luke, Ashton, Calum and Ryan were in the center of the pool playing a very confusing game of volleyball.

The boys lost control of the ball, it splashed in the water next to, then bounced onto the concrete where Aly reached for it.

"Who's is it?" she held up the ball.

"Mine," Calum smiled at her.

"Wrong! It's ours," Ashton glared at him.

"Nah," Calum's accent seemed stronger now with a few beers in him, "Give it to me"

"Let's see who catches it first," Aly smiled hitting the ball into the air.

"Shit!" she winced when the ball bounced over the edge of the pool and down the hill side the house sat on, "Sorry!"

"Aly!" Sierra hit her sisters leg.

"Sorry, I'll buy you a new ball," Aly couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"I guess that's our sign to leave," Ryan laughed.

"You guys okay to drive?" Luke asked as they all started out of the pool.

"Can I just crash on the couch?" Calum asked, starting to lay down on one of the pool chairs. Luke looked at Sierra who nodded.

Aly stood up, making her way to dry off her legs.

"Yeah," Luke chuckled as he watched Calum reach for another drink of his beer.

"Maybe no more of that," Aly teased plucking the beer from Calum's hand as she walked past him.

He sat up, sitting on the edge so he could see her, "C'mon it's almost gone!"

Aly looked into the bottle, there was maybe a shot left.

"Don't!"

Aly smirked, tipping the bottle to her lips, "And now it is gone," she teased, making her way to the door, tossing the bottle out.

"Goodnight!" Aly called out as she made her way inside.

After a quick shower and changing for bed, Aly decided she wanted a snack before bed so she quietly made her way downstairs to the kitchen.

She stood in front of the fridge, looking inside, leaning on the door a bit more than normal thanks to the alcohol in her body.

"What ya looking for?"

Aly jumped, her hand on her chest, turning to find Calum leaning against the counter behind her.

"You scared the living shit out of me!" Aly playfully hit his arm.

"Ow," he rubbed the spot.

"Oh stop, it wasn't that hard," she turned back to the fridge, pulling out a bag of cheese cubes. Aly made her way over to the pantry. Calum followed her wanting a snack of his own.

He found her on her tip toes reaching for a box of crackers, on the top shelf, the giant t-shirt she wore rising just about half way up her butt, somehow showcasing it even better then the bikini had earlier.

"Want some help?" he purposefully walked up behind her, easily reaching for the crackers. Aly slowly rested her feet back down on her heels, the heat of their bodies meeting, hearts picking up speed.

"Thanks," she slowly took the crackers from him, turning to face him, "You might need some help too," she smirked, pressing her body to his, face just under his jawline looking up at him with half open drunk eyes. Her hand ghosted over his growing bulge before she slipped past him and made her way back to her room, smiling to herself.

Calum just stood in the pantry, had he imagined that? Was he dreaming? He ran his hand over his face and through his hair. Hastily, he grabbed a bag of chips and made his way back to the couch.