❛ 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥 ❜

𝟎𝟎𝟓; 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬

CARAMEL
- Lock Screens -

Very angry and very loud knocks had Calum Hood opening his bedroom door in just his sweatpants. An agitated look on his face and a yawn escaping his lips that only turned downwards when his eyes initially met with the familiar docs on the floor, then the jumper that belonged to his roommate and the red hair to top it all off.

And before he could begin to think about opening his mouth, the girl in front of him had started the conversation. How kind. "Give it to me." Octavia demanded, arms crossing over her chest and eyebrows drawing in to match the scowl on her lips.

Her hair that was down that morning had been pulled back into a ponytail, now showcasing the still missing earrings in her ear. And with no makeup on it was much easier to see her freckles scrunching up with her nose.

"Pretty eager for sex on a Weekday aren't you?" Calum didn't miss a beat - his previously tired demeanour vanishing instantly at the mere thought of getting to piss Octavia off for the second time that day. Otherworldly joy.

"My fucking phone you asshole." The girl cut him off, clearly not in the mood to play games as she blew out a harsh breathe of air between her lips. "And I wouldn't touch you with a fifty metre pole." A hand was run through her red hair briefly before returning to its crossed position on her chest.

Calum let his lip tug upwards on the left hand side, raising an eyebrow in amusement before he began to mirror the girls position. He took his hands out his sweats pocket and crossed them over his chest, blowing out air before the words tumbled off his lips. "I don't know what you're talking about?" He didn't even try and hide the amusement laced behind them that showcased he knew exactly what the redhead was talking about. He wanted to get a rise out of her and he was enjoying his success.

"It was on Luke's nightstand when I left this morning and I forgot to take it to my class." Octavia began to calmly explain - he would not get her anymore agitated than she already was. He did not deserve the satisfaction to add to his giant fucking ego.

"I messaged him and he told me it dissapeared when he got in the shower." Her face was stone cold, the only movement being her lips as she talked and the angry expressions being conveyed from her eyes. Narrowing and widening when deemed appropriate.

"I know you have it." Via spat. Glaring. "So stop masturbating to my Lock Screen and hand it over." The girl very obnoxiously faked a smile before letting her expression drop back to that of its original pissed off state. The girl waited as the two of them stood in silence, her patience wearing thin the longer Calum decided to stand there with a smirk on his face, leaving his weight against the doorframe.

"What's wrong with that baby?" The dark haired male drawled , adjusting his footing so that one was now crossed over the other instead of being side by side. He could see the way Octavia's lip was twitching and her fingers were tapping against her arm. How she had to resist the urge to twiddle her earrings and bounce her knee. He was getting a kick of out this. And god was it worth every second.

"I." Octavia paused, uncrossing her arms and harshly jabbing her pointer finger into Calum's chest with such force that it almost sent him stumbling and he would've fallen over if not for the doorframe keeping him up because of the angle he was stood at. "I will tell Michael." She pushed her finger into his chest once more before dropping it down to her side, not making any move to retreat backwards and retrace the steps she had taken - so now the duo were particularly close, Calum having to physically tilt his head to look at her, and not just cast his glances towards the floor.

"Oh yeah?" He brushed off instantly. "Why would I care?" Calum raised a challenging eyebrow. What was Michael gonna do? Sure he was Octavia's best friend but he could easily lie his way out of this one and proclaim that Luke had asked him to take care of the girls phone. Or he found it on the floor when it fell out of Luke's pocket - in-fact he could probably convince Michael he had never seen the phone before if the redheaded boy was drunk enough - drunk Michael would believe anything.

"Because my lock screen," Via began to explain, taking one more step forwards, possibly her most dangerous one yet but the adrenaline rush from arguing with the boy in front of her had kicked in and it had kicked in hard. She was going to be on a little buzz for quite some time. "Is a picture of him." A sickly sweet tone and smile juxtaposed the venom that was meant behind her words. The prior smirk on Calum's face visibly falling and an uncomfortable and painful sounding cough escaped his lips as he adjusted his stance to stand up straight. No more doorframe leaning for him.

With a begrudging sigh, Calum let his hand find the doorknob pulling it open as he slipped behind it and pushing it slightly once he disappeared - it wasn't shut all the way though and Octavia took it as her chance to peak into what she could see if his room.

The girl could make out a dark bedspread and a desk that was utterly cluttered and gave her shivers at the briefest sight of it. Of course he was the unorganised type. He just screamed it.

As quickly as he was gone, the brunette boys bedroom door opened again and he reappeared - this time with his pathetic green jumper on (the only item of clothing that had yet to be given to one of his one night stands) and a familiar clear phone case in hand, a small polaroid tucked in the back confirming that it was indeed Octavia's phone. The Polaroid had two pictures on but was folded in half - the half visible being two hands making the shape of a heart but you couldn't tell who the owners of the hands were.

Immediately Octavia snatched the device out of her favourite person's hand and slipped it into her jumper pocket. She was suddenly glad she had taken a detour in her fit of rage, to leave Luke's laptop on his bed before coming to retrieve her phone. Especially because now she could leave straight away. She had gotten what she came for.

"Oh!" The redhead obnoxiously gasped, pretending she had thought of something incredibly important she had to say before she walked away and Calum closed his door. "And call me baby again Hood - I will shove my hand so far down your throat I am able to pull your penis out of you from the inside." The girl stared blankly before turning on her heel with a satisfied hum, a large slam of a door indicating she had left the dorm room - an agitated scoff now leaving Calum's lips.

Just before he could retreat to the comfort of his room however, a familiar blonde caught the corner of his gaze, his brown eyes falling on the amused smirk resting on his friends lips. "Good time to tell you, you've got a semi?" Luke's smile only grew at the scowl sent in his direction and slam of a door he received from Calum at the news he had broken.

a/n

told u - double updates for my beloved.

streaming Babylon and ydgtp in honour of such an icon today :)