5-inching closer

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-Quinn's POV-

"Okay, worst fear in the world," Calum asks me while he beats me in thumb war. After I fell asleep on his lap, it was awkward for a bit, but then we started to play thumb war and 50 questions.

"Being kicked out of my band and not having my friends anymore. You?" I was honestly scared of being kicked out of my band. I was the last one in my band, so I would be the first to leave.

Calum stops playing thumb war. Oh jeez. "You are honestly afraid of being kicked out?" He turns his head slightly to the side. I look down, shaking my head yes. He takes my hand, and puts his hand under my chin to left my head up.

"After what I saw about an hour ago, you will never ever be kicked out of your band. You are amazing." While I'm staring into his eyes, it's like an alternate universe. I notice that we both start leaning in. As much as I want to kiss him, I know I can't. We are inches away, and I'm freaking out.

I pull away and stand up. "Uh, I should probably get back to the girls," I turn around to walk away, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back and our lips crash against together. It takes me a second to recognize, but then I realize I really like Calum. I start to kiss him back, passionately. I tangle by hand in his hair and he takes my waist and pulls it toward him so there is no gap between us. I pull away and try to read expression, and there wasn't one. I untangle my hand in his hair and fast walk away from him. The kiss was amazing, but at the same time it was awkward, so I don't really know how I feel about Calum anymore.

-Story's POV-
"Did you really try to do that?" I say trying to hold back my laugh. Luke seriously tried to put his hand up on the wall, and fell. Oh my god, laughing crying emoji right now.
"Ah fuck, that fucking hurt. Bloody hell," he whispers under his breath, trying very hard to get up so his band mates don't see.
"Smooth Hemmings, very smooth"
"Very funny, help me up?" He says with a smirk on his face. I know I probably should but my mind says not to. Oh well.
I grab his hand and pull him up but when I try to let go he hold on to it, swings me around so we are inches apart and puts his hand on my waist.
"What the hell are you doing!? My girls could see us right now and I rather not have drama when we haven't even started the tour yet!" I whisper yell at him. I really need him to get off of me. But instead of pulling away, he starts to lean in. Crap crap crap crap, think fast. But I was too late, his lips were on mine.

A/N
I'm alive! Sorry I haven't posted in forever and sorry this is short! But I hope you guys liked this chapter!!!!!!!!! More lastrid to come
-bandshadmelike (sofi)

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