Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

PART 6 - Romeo Romeo (C.H)

YOUR POV

Dinner hadn't been going long and my dad was already starting to warm to Calum.

I knew he'd like him and I was glad he'd given him the chance.

Calum had immediately told my dad about his job in building, and his love of cars.

And hearing the word 'cars' my dad had been grinning like an idiot.

He'd liked Calum from the get go and I couldn't be happier.

"So when are we going to get to see the house?" my mum asked me, as she passed the chicken.

Calum and my dad stopped talking and looked over at us girls.

"Whenever you like. We could make dinner for you both and have you over," I decided.

My mum smiled and nodded, as she began eating her food.

"Sounds great," my dad gushed. "About time you invited us over," he teased.

"I'd love for you to come Daddy," I giggled.

Calum tensed beside me, his fork stopping mid air.

"You okay there son?" my dad asked, looking at him worriedly.

He coughed, as he put down his fork and offered up a small smile.

"Er... Yes sir. I just remembered I needed to call to friend," he mumbled.

"Well go on and call him," my dad said. "We can clear up the table and get dessert ready."

"Are you sure?" Calum asked.

"Of course. You're the guest. We didn't expect you to help," my dad laughed.

Calum thanked him as he stood from his seat and practically sprinted out of the room.

I watched his departing figure, wondering what the heck just happened.

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CALUMS POV

I walked out into the back yard, shutting the door behind me.

My pants felt tight against my legs, even though they were looser fitting than my usual jeans.

I pulled out my phone and dialled the only number I could think of.

"Come on, come on. Answer dammit," I said to the ringing phone.

When he finally picked up, my hand fisted and shook high in the air with happiness.

"Hello?" he said on the other end.

"Luke, thank fuck your picked up. I'm panicking over here," I rushed my words out.

"Why? What's happened? Does her dad not like you?" he asked, worriedly.

"No, her dad likes me a lot which is great. It's just something she said to him whilst we were eating," I explained.

"Okay, and what exactly did she say?" he asked.

As I opened my mouth to answer, he cut me off.

"Wait. Are you calling me whilst at the table?" he gasped.

"What?! No," I scoffed. "I excused myself. Said I needed to call a friend. Dinner was finished anyway, they're clearing up for dessert and her dad said I could go take my call."

"Oh, good because that would have been shitty," he observed.

"So what did she say?" he asked again.