defective :: calum hood

four

✖defective✖

        :: f o u r ::

I sat on a small little stool as I continued to eat my lunch (a bag of chips along with a soda—a very healthy lunch). I didn't get a proper lunch during my shift, so I was sort of forced to just eat whenever I didn't have any customers—which was incredibly annoying when it was busy and I was trying to eat my lunch.

I wasn't very content with this job but I was in need of something flexible and not as serious for the time being. I had worked as a nurse at the same hospital as Erin, but had decided that I wanted to go in a very different path—tattooing. I needed time to focus on completing my portfolio and a simple job such as this one was a good opportunity for me.

I finished my lunch just as the sound of someone entering the store was heard. My attention turned to the entrance and my eyes met the eyes of the dark-haired, tall boy. He wore a sleeveless black tank, with a pair of black jeans and new pair of black converse.

Smiling widely at him I waved, pretending as if I was happy to see him. I watched as his eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm greeting my customer," I said.

"Too happy for my liking. Anyways..." he said and just extended his hand out as he expected me to give him the money.

"What happened to please?" I rolled my eyes. He was not amused with me and moved to place both his hands on the counter, his body leaning towards me.

"Stop playing. I don't have time for this, just give me the money so I can leave," he spoke in a lower voice than before, his face serious, which caused me to roll my eyes once more.

I crouched down and made my way to pick up a box that I had placed on the shelf that was below the counter. With a smirk I grabbed it and gave him the shoebox.

He grabbed it as he raised one brow, "How did you know my shoe size—" he suddenly stopped once he opened the box, anger now present. "What the fu—"

"Language!" I interrupted him.

"Are you serious? I'm so tired of your stupid games. God, how old are you? You have got to be the most insufferable person I have ever met! Not everything has to be a joke!" His voice was now louder. In my head, giving him the shoe box of the new shoes I had just bought for my little brother had been absolutely hilarious—and it indeed had been—but as his voice became louder, I began to question whether it had been a good idea.

"Look," he said, his hand quickly grabbing my arm as he pulled me in. "Please, stop the games. Give me what I want and then we never have to see each other again."

Suddenly, there was a shift on his face as it changed from an angry expression to a sly one. His lips then pulled into a smirk as he slowly let go on my arm, letting it drop to my sides once more. "I think I get it. You want me so damn bad that you want to keep seeing me, that's it isn't it? You could've just said that," he said taking a step back.

His eyes wandered from my face down my body as if examining it and I couldn't help the disgusted face I made. "I do not want you, please stop making up stuff in that little brain of yours."

"What other explanation could there be?" He said still smirking.

"It was just fun," I said shrugging. "But I'm bored now so here." I reached to the back of my pants, pulling out a folded fifty dollar bill. I extended my hand out waiting for him to take it.

With a smirk still present on his face, he reached out towards me but instead of just grabbing the bill he wrapped his hand around mine and pulled me in closer to him.

"I can tell you do want me," he said before grabbing the bill and letting go of my arm completely. He brought up the bill to his lips, kissing it and nodding at me before he began to walk away. With not another word he was out of the store and I was left standing there, annoyed that he had gotten what he wanted.

"I want him? Please!" I brought up my index finger to my mouth and pretended to gag as if I was throwing up. "How self centered do you have to be?"

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from calum:

a deal is a deal

I hadn't expected to receive another notification from him(I had forgotten he was to give me Michael's number) so I was surprised when I saw his name.

I quickly got the number and made sure to send it to Erin, feeling content at the fact that I would no longer have to worry about seeing Calum. He was incredibly annoying and in no way did I want him (yes I was still very much stuck on what he had said).

from calum:

but hey, i have an offer for you

to calum:

leave me alone

from calum:

you want me

to calum:

to shut up?? yes i do:)

from calum:

when you're done being in denial, text me and we can work something out;)

Annoyed at him, I stopped replying. I shook my head and decided I should do something to keep my brain occupied so I headed out to the gym.

Reminder: I in no way want Calum.