omegle:: hood

twenty-eight

i turned the corner with belle, walking slowly.

i was finally going to tell her.

there's no backing out now. i have to tell her before it turns into two months of fake dating such a beautiful girl.

"so,i need to tell you something. just promise you won't get mad."

i watched as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "what is it?"

"just promise."

"okay, i promise. now tell me because im starting to get worried."

"pinky promise?"

i held out my pinky, waiting for her to interlock hers with mine.

she sighed, "seriously, what is it?" belle wrapped her pinky around mine.

"okay, so. um,-"

i was cut off by some loud pitched screams.

fuck.

i looked over at belle, worriedness written all over her face.

she's never been confronted by fans. and hopefully they don't do anything to make her feel less.

"calum!" one of the girls yelled, making the group of about fifteen to start running.

"cal..." belle said lowly, waiting for me to say something.

im not going to run away from the people that made my career this great. i was going to wait for them to get closer and try to take a picture with every single one.

i took belle's hand, "look, im not going to run away from them. you could go if you want, i totally understand if you don't feel comfortable."

"it's alright. i just don't know what,-"

the girls crowded around us, one hugging me tightly.

"calum, oh my god." she said excitedly.

"i love you!"

"who's that?"

"it's really him!"

"am i dead?"

"oh my god, im going to cry."

"can i take a picture with you?"

i turned to look at belle smiling shyly at me.

"who's that girl?" one of the girls asked.

"oh my god, how do you not know?" another replied, "it's his girlfriend!"

once the girl let go of me, i walked over to belle. i held her closely, "you okay?"

some girls 'awed' and squealed, making my cheeks turn a bit pink.

belle nodded, hugging me tightly and let go. "you should take some pictures with them.

"you guys are so cute!" a girl yelled as she filmed us on her phone.

i kissed belle's cheek then turned around to take some pictures.

i took a couple of pictures with some of the girls and then approached a teenage boy who had been waiting patiently.

"hey," i said as he pulled out his phone.

"wow, uh, hi." he stammered, "could i- would you take a picture with me?"

"of course."

"uh," he scratched his head slightly, "hopefully this doesn't seem weird, but could you like... kiss my cheek?"

i smiled, nodding "it's not weird at all."

a smile grew on his face, making me feel so happy.

i pressed my lips on his cheek, waiting for him to take a couple of pictures.

"thank you so much." he said smiling.

"no problem." i smiled back.

"by the way, id turn straight for your girlfriend." he said, gesturing towards belle who was, surprisingly taking pictures with some of the girls.

"she's a beauty, huh?"

"she most definitely is." he said smiling once again.

i felt like the most luckiest guy in the world, before i remembered that we were only fake dating.

i always ruin the mood. lol.
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