5SOS Book of Imagines

Requests Week #2: For Jacqueline (Calum)

Today is your first volleyball game of the season. You're really pumped because you have a great team once again. You all do great in every rotation and you know you're going to dominate. Every year, the "volleyball boyfriends" as they're called, come to support the team and cheer them on, and you've never had a boyfriend for the first game before so there wasn't ever someone cheering for you. This year was different though.

This year you have a super sweet boyfriend in Calum Hood. He's really cute and cheesy and he thinks it's really hot that you're athletic. He's just as excited for the game as you. You weren't sure he would be comfortable with sitting with the other volleyball boyfriends since they've all been friends for a couple years already, but he was totally fine with it. You're pretty sure this will be your best game yet with him there for support.

The game is starting and the group of guys all stand and shout out the various names of their girlfriends. In the middle of it all you hear, "You got it, Jackie!!" unmistakably Calum. A smile forms on your face and you are more fired up than ever to win.

You are having such an on game throughout. Everything you do is flawless; kills, serves, sets, back row attacks, everything is spot on and everyone on the team notices. Calum seems very impressed with you and you shoot him a few winks every once in a while.

It is nearing the end of the game and you glance towards the bleachers at Calum. He looks so proud of you. You use that look on his face to motivate you to get your last kill of the game. As if it's meant to happen, the ball comes over the net straight at you. As if in slow motion, you jump up high in the air and smash the ball over the net scoring the last point of the game. Your team won and everyone in the gym applauded and shouted in celebration.

You look back at Calum and he's already looking at you clapping. He gives you two thumbs up and you blow him a kiss in return. You wanted to see Calum right away but knew you had to go to the locker room first and then to your meeting after. He knew to wait for you, fortunately.

You took some extra time in the locker room to get less sweaty and gross so that you could hug Calum after the meeting. The meeting itself was really boring and you were counting the seconds before you could see your boyfriend and get his praise up close. It lasted for about a half hour and it went by super slow. But finally it ended and you were the first one out of the room.

Calum was right outside the door waiting to surprise you from behind. You took a few steps towards the gym when you felt his arms go around you and he lifted you off the ground and carried you backwards the same few steps you just walked.

"Hey, sweetheart." He kisses your cheek, still from behind. "You were unbelievable. I knew you were good, but wow."

You turn around to face him. "Thanks, Cal. I even surprised myself. It's the best I've ever played. But I'm convinced it's because of you."

"What? Why me?" he asks curious and surprised.

"This is the first time I've had someone supporting me at a game, and it's my best one? That can't just be a coincidence." You look up and give him a peck on the lips.

"Well maybe I should come to every game then. I would've anyway, but if I'm your good luck charm we can't risk it." he winks. "It looks really fun to play. I kinda wanna learn." he adds.

"Well come with me, then." you say. You take his hand and lead him back into the gym. You grab a volleyball and take him over to the net.

"I didn't mean right this minute." he says laughing.

"Well as long as we're already here." you point out. You start by telling him the different positions and the basic rules of the game. He seems to be catching on quickly so you move to actually handling the ball. "The first thing I'll teach you is the serve. You can either do under or overhand. Which one do you wanna try?"

"Which one is easier?" Calum returns.

"Ha! Okay uh...I guess under. Okay so since you're right handed, put the ball in your left hand and hold it out in front of you like this." You demonstrate and then hand him the ball. He takes it and tries to copy you. "Here, hold it out a little farther." You move his hand and keep it there for the next step.

"I like this part." he says in a deep voice. You try to contain yourself and continue.

"Now put your right hand in a fist, bring your arm back," you say leading his arm, "and hit." You guide his arm forward and make him hit the ball perfectly over the net. "Now you."

"Alright." he says. He brings his arm back and swings it forward, doing the same hit you just helped him do. "Boom! What's next?" You laugh and teach him to serve overhand, how you always serve. He picks that up too so you move on to every other type of way to hit the ball. You get through bumping, setting, and spiking and you're surprised he's learning so quickly, but also that no one has kicked you out of the gym yet.

"Okay, now that you know pretty much everything, how about taking me on, one on one?" you challenge.

"Oh it's on. You may have been playing for three years but I'm pretty damn good already. Bring it, baby." he answers.

"Fine, baby. Here's the ball. Your serve first." you say rolling the ball under the net. He seems thrown off that you are so game for going up against your big, strong, boyfriend. But he has another thing coming if he thinks you'll go easy on him.

He serves overhand and it ends up hitting the net. "Aw, so close." you comment.

"I'll get it!" he defends. He tries again and it goes over. You go for longer than you thought sending it back and forth. He even pleasantly surprises you by mixing up which types of hits he makes, just like you do.

You hear the gym door open and your coach's voice saying, "Jackie! C'mon, it's time to close up. But uh...while you two are already here, would you mind putting everything away? Thanks." he says with a playful smile.

"Yeah sure. Have a good night, coach." you answer.

"You too. You were on fire tonight. I expect you to do even better next time." he compliments.

"I'll do what I can, coach. Oh, this is my boyfriend Calum, by the way." You gesture over and Calum waves.

"Nice to meet you, Calum. You know you're not bad. You should consider trying out for the boys team." You and Calum look at each other shocked.

"Thank you, sir. I will." Your coach winks at you and heads out.

"Wow, how about that? I'm good enough to make the team." Calum says sticking his tongue out. "But I have the best coach ever so I mean, really I have you to thank."

"You're welcome, Cal. Really, you are pretty good. You should try out. C'mon, help me clean up." He smiles and throws you the ball, and you put it back. He helps you take down the net and helps you put it, the balls, and the posts back in the equipment closet.

"Alright, I'd say we're done. You have your car, right?" you ask.

"Yep. So yes, I can take you home." he replies reading your mind.

"Thank you. So wait, who won that game since we got interrupted?" you remember.

"Oh you won, for sure. But I was close." he admits.

"Aw it's okay, baby. You'll beat me next time." you comfort him jokingly.

"There'll be a next time?" he questions.

"Well yeah! I really like playing with you. I mean I get to do my favorite thing with my favorite person. What could be better?" You both smile at each other and Calum puts his arm around you as you walk the rest of the way to his car.

You head home in Calum's car, his left hand on the wheel and his right holding yours, feeling good. Your first game of the season was a success, you can expect your boyfriend to be at every game, and you even got to teach him to play and do a game. You're very proud yourself and of Calum. But if he expects to make the boys team when he tries out, you're going to have to do a lot more to prepare him to play with guys. And you're perfectly okay with that.

As you think about working Calum harder and harder on playing, you smile and laugh to yourself. Calum looks over at you and sees. "What's so funny?"

Should you tell him, or let him find out later? You decide on later, later for sure. More amusement for you. "Nothing." you reply.