Calum
I groan in frustration as I sit on my porch waiting for Michael to pick me up. He's always fucking late, even though he tells me every time he won't be. I still don't understand why I continue to take rides from him.
He finally pulled into my empty drive way. I walk towards the vehicle hopping in. "Finally." I mutter.
"Shut it." He hisses.
"Is Michael in a bad mood this morning?" I say sweetly. He grunts in response.
"I don't like it when my Michael is grumpy." I pretend to pout.
"Calum not now." He doesn't take his eyes off the road.
"Michael my love, talk to me."
"I'm in no mood to joke around."
"I'm not going to stop until you smile."
"Well good luck, not going to happen."
"WHAT I LIKE ABOUT YOUUU! YOU HOLD ME TIGHT, TELL ME I'M THE ONLY ONE WANNA COME OVER TONIGHT YEAH! KEEP ON WHIS-"
"Can you stop!" He screams.
"I will if I get my happy Michael back." I cross my arms over my chest.
"You're too dramatic."
"Am not." I pout.
He looks over at me, and I know he's fighting a smile. I lean over and poke his cheek. "C'mon smile."
"No."
"Smile."
"No."
"Smile now." I demand.
He lets out a long sigh. He turns his head and gives me the biggest and cheekiest smile. I burst out into laughter, and he joins me not long after. "That's my Michael." He smiles and shakes his head. "I'm glad I pick you up in the morning, sometimes."
He parks into his usual parking spot. I jump out and walk with Michael into the school.
"I'll see you at lunch love." Michael says.
"Bye boo." I blow him a kiss.
I laugh to myself as walk to chemistry. I step into the classroom and my smile instantly drops when I see a red head; which I've never seen, sitting in my spot. I walk up to the desk and stand right in front of it. She looks up at me, waiting for me to say something. "Uhh you're sitting in my spot."
She looks side to side, then under the desk. What is this chick doing?
"Hmm that's funny, I didn't see a name anywhere."
"Ha. Ha. Funny."
She gives me a fake smile.
"Can you move?"
"No."
"Okay I'm guessing you're new here, but this is my spot and I wouldn't cross me." My hands are now on the desk while I lean close into her.
"I'll take my chances." She glares back at me.
Who the hell does she think she is. Comes into my school and sits in my desk. Like what?
"Calum." The teacher calls. I whip around to see him standing at the front of the class room. "Yeah?"
"Sit down."
I let out a sigh as I take the seat next to her. I can see her smirk from the corner of my eye. I would be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to her. I've never been into red heads but her big brown eyes pop out, and she has a cute little nose. "I'm Calum." I whisper. She turns her head to meet my gaze. "Okay."
I'm surprised by her reply. Usually girls are throwing themselves at me. "And you are?"
"How about you don't talk to me, and I won't talk to you. Okay sounds good." She turns her head back to the front.
"Feisty. I like it." I smirk. She rolls her eyes.
Okay she's going to play hard to get, and I'm all game.
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I want to love you, but I don't know how.
