5sos Imagines

I'm Not Here For My Ball C.H (Part 1)

I'd been struggling to write this next chapter all afternoon. It needed to be written and edited and posted tonight, but my mind was blank. I simply couldn't think of any words to write down let alone form sentences. But I tried to stick with it, my family was out for the afternoon and I finally had undisturbed, quiet time to write.
Frustrated I went to the kitchen to get myself a drink, maybe some time away from my laptop would give me ideas of what to write about. The doorbell rang just as I was about to walk back into my room to write, so I went to answer it, seeing my neighbour Calum standing there.
My eyes looked down his body, shirtless and slightly sweaty. Moving my eyes back up his body to meet his eyes, a smirk on his lips, was I that obvious? "Yes?" I asked, impatiently, I needed to get back writing.
"I kicked my ball over your fence, can I get it?"
"Yeah, I'll go get it," I turned around, leaving Calum at the door although I heard him follow me in. He closed the front door behind him and followed me through my house to the garden, I unlocked the backdoor and picking up his ball from the middle of the garden. He stayed near the door as I turned back around holding out the ball. I held it out with my arms out stretched, but he stepped closer into the ball. My arms bent as he pushed the ball into my stomach when he stepped closer. His hands were over mine, holding the ball and my hands, as we made eye contact once again.
"Try not to kick it over the fence again, yeah?"
"Why? You busy doing something?"
"Yeah, I am actually,"
"I'll try my best." He winked at me as he moved his hands from the tops of mine and took the ball from me. Winking before walking back through the house, I followed him out and locked the door once he left. Now back to writing this new chapter.
I thought a change in scenery would be beneficial, so I moved myself into the living room. Just as I sat down onto the couch the doorbell rang again. Getting up I answered the door, instantly seeing Calum, still shirtless and sweaty. Turning around instantly, I knew what he wanted, his ball. Again, I unlocked the back door and grabbed his ball from the grass in my garden. Instead I threw it at him, "kick it over again, and I'll pop it." He nodded and muttered a thank you with a laugh, "I'm serious,"
"I know you are." I shook my head at him with a smile as he turned and left my house once again. Again, I locked the front door, but left the back door unlocked this time. Moving back to the couch I began writing, finally something. 490 words in, the doorbell rang, again, for the final time. I got up, shutting the laptops lid, moving to the front door. "Seriously?" I asked, he had a smile on his face and nodded once. I started to move through the house, but his hand grabbed my lower arm. It turned me around and made me face him, "I told you I'd pop it."
Calum simply took my other arm in his hand and moved closer to me. I stepped back, typically he walked me into the wall, moving our bodies together. I could feel the heat from his bare chest go through my thin shirt. "What?" I looked in his eyes, his smile still there on his face. He shook his head still smiling at me as he moved his head closer to mine, I looked down, roughly at his neck/shoulder/collarbone area. One of his hands moved down my arm into my hand and the other let go of my arm to move to my chin, lifting my head.
"I'm not here for my ball,"
"Then why are you-" It was his lips on mine that cut my words off, shocked I didn't kiss back. Calum pulled back, "Kiss me," he breathed out on my lips before returning his lips. This time however, I did kiss back, it finally sunk in what was happening, and I was completely prepared for it.