Specious // c.t.h.

one

"Hi, I'm Natalie," I say and extend my hand for Mrs. Hood to shake. 

"Hi Natalie. My son's in the other room waiting for you. Mr. Hood and I should be home around 11, but you don't have to worry about putting our son to sleep, he's old enough to do it himself." Mrs. Hood informs me while putting on some silver hoop earrings and slipping on some black high heels.

"Well, I brought some little toys for him just in case he can't fall asleep," I pull out a sock monkey from my backpack and hold it out for her to see.

"I don't think Calum will need that," She says and exits the room to get her husband I assume.

"That's weird, there's a boy in a few of my classes named Calum," I say loud enough for her to hear in the other room. I walk in and suddenly I stop. I must have looked like I just saw my own parents get murdered, because before my eyes was Calum motherfucking Hood. The big guy, the popular kid in town. I stare directly at Mrs. Hood and ask "Please tell me you have a 4 year old son also named Calum?"

"He would be less trouble," she laughs and closes the door on her way out of the house.

"Hey," a tall, dark haired boy turns around from whatever stupid show was on the T.V. and nods at me. 

"Uh, hi."

"Cute sock monkey," He says and turns back to the T.V. like nothing happened. Taking a deep breathe, I start to pace toward the brown leather sofa he was sitting on.

"Are you not surprised to see a 17 year old girl babysitting a fellow 17 year old boy?" I ask in shock. 

Calum mutes the T.V. in annoyance and responds, "My mom doesn't trust me home alone so she has nerds like you come watch me, but I normally end up banging all of them so don't be surprised if you don't see me after this."

"Um, I'm not having sex with you."

Calum pulls the stuffed animal I brought for him out of my hand. "Of course you will. Every girl wants a piece of hunky chunky Calum cake." I can't help but scoff as I take a step away from the couch. "Now, what's your name babycakes?"

"Natalie." I say and cross my arms.

"Too long, can I call you Nat?"

"That sounds like a bug."

"Well that's what you are."

"Can I call you Asian?"

"I'm not fucking Asian."

"Well you look like it."

Calum scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Whatever, I'm getting a beer."

"Um, you can't drink alcohol unless you are 21," I say. Calum rolls his eyes and opens the beer without seconds thoughts.

"So, Nat, what school do you go to?"

"You have to be kidding me right now."

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I'm in your history, pre-calc, and your choir class. How do you not fucking know me?"

"Ooh, good girl has got a bad mouth." Calum teases–what a prick. "So why haven't I seen you at any parties?"

I stare at the tan carpeting and respond "I don't really go to parties."

"Yeah I'm not surprised. I mean Kelsey is having a huge party tonight and you're here watching me when you could be there having actual fun."

"Well you aren't at the party either," I shoot back.

"Yeah well I don't have a choice." He says and goes back to watching T.V., leaving me stranded and looking like an idiot. "Now come on, put your shoes on and let's go to your first party."

"First of all, we can't leave this house. Seconds of all, I used to be quite the party animal myself." I flip my hair off of my shoulder an look at him in the eye.

"Really?" He asks and I nod. "How many parties have you been to that aren't either run by the school or have a bouncy castle?" I look at the ground to avoid eye contact. That little fucktard.

"Just go to bed Calum. I'm not going to sleep with you or leave the house with you to sneak off to some party."

"Yes ma'am," He says and slowly gets off the couch. "See you next Friday." I roll my eyes and start working on this weekend's physics homework.

Before he get's halfway up the steps I ask "What do you mean see me next Friday? Isn't this just a one time thing?"

"Well when it comes to me, it normally is just a one time thing," I roll my eyes in disgust. "But no. You kept me safe from the wraths of drugs and sex so you will be babysitting me next week. Now, please no more questions, I'm a very busy man," Calum responds and I lose sight of him when he closes his bedroom door.

 If you couldn't tell already, Calum Hood is a man-whore. His life is full of meaningless sex with people he just meets and beer. Now I have never seen his work up close, but I have heard people talking about how much of a dick face he really is. Even in class, he always makes stupid side comments just for the laughs. I have to admit, they would be kind of funny if I was a 12 year old boy. It is nice getting to stare at the back of his head all day, looking into the dark messy forest of his hair. Some days, when he wears a white shirt I can see his back and arm muscles creeping through the soft fabric. But Calum Hood is, nor ever will be, the kind of boy I will be associating myself with.

(a/n okay thank you for reading this chapter I know it is kind of short but they will get longer and yes thank you so much for reading ily)