I looked up to find him already looking at me.
He didn't move forward, obviously waiting to make sure that I was actually okay with this.
I smiled softly, nodding my head before his hand touched my cheek.
We just looked at each other for a while, and I knew I was completely wrong about him.
He's not a fückboy. He may have acted like one at first, but now, the way he's looking at me..
I can tell that he actually does care about me.
And when his lips touched mine,
I never wanted the moment to end.
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an
this was so fücking gross to write I was cringing the whole time I hate feelings
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Fanfiction"You're hot." "Stop pretending to be Calum." // in which calum decides to comment on a fans photos on his other account. // Book four in the Social Media series.
