beside you • c.h

six

I started to roll my hips on Calum's. He should know better than to be cocky while making out with me.

"Don't do that." He said against my skin with a low growl in his voice. He grabbed my hips tightly, trying to control the motions.

"Aw why? I thought you were having fun." I cooed. He rolled his eyes.

"If you're going to be a tea-" he started. We heard the door to the garage open. I quickly crawled off of Calum's lap as Michael walked in.

"I don't wanna know." Michael said, reaching into the fridge, grabbing a beer.

"Yo, let me get one!" I said.

"Cal?" He asked. Calum nodded and Michael walked over with two beers in hand.

"Thanks Mike." Calum said. He nodded and left the garage.

"What were you gonna say?" I said as I leaned against the arm of the couch, facing Calum as I did so.

I took a sip of my beer and opened it. Setting it on the table, I felt Calum climb on top of me.

"I said, if you're going to be a tease, I'm going to have to return the favor or punish you." He said before attaching his lips to mine.

He was propped up on one arm, his hand on my hip. His lips removed themselves from mine and made their way to my neck, leaving a trail of light kisses.

"Calum." I said, letting out a soft moan as the kisses made their way onto my chest.

"Yes, Princess?" He replied.

"Don't be a dick." I said. He moved and his face was centimeters above mine. His hand that was once on my hip, was now clutching my jaw. His index finger and thumb were wrapped tightly around my chin.

"How about this. You manage to flip us and pin me down, I'll be nice." He spoke. I nodded and he pinned my other wrist above my head.

I used all of my strength and flipped us over. I was now straddling him. His wrists were pinned above his head.

"Looks like I win." I said smirking.

I left a gentle kiss on his lips, let him go, and crawled off of him. Grabbing my beer, I lounged back to my spot and smirked at him.

Half an hour had passed and I was finished with my beer. I looked at Calum who was on his third.

"I'm getting another, then going inside." I said, standing up.

"Hey. So, nothing will be awkward between us, right?" He asked before I opened the door.

"We're good, Hood." I said smirking.

We walked inside and quietly closed the door. The guys were too engrossed in their game of FIFA. So engrossed that they didn't hear us come in. I decided on the element of surprise and flopped over the back of the couch, landing between Michael and Luke who were tied with 45 seconds until their match went into overtime.

"HELL FUCKING YEAH. I WIN. SUCK IT HEMMINGS!" Michael shouted. The room erupted with laughter as Michael ran around his house.

"Show off." Luke said under his breath. I nudged him.

"It's Michael, what do you expect?" I said sarcastically and I gave him a smirk. He leaned his head on my lap and fake sobbed.

"Michael! You ruined my life. I hate you!" Luke said jokingly from my lap. His laughter broke the almost serious face he had.

The next thing we knew, Michael had rolled over the edge of the couch, landing on top of myself, Luke, and Ashton. I looked over at Calum who was sitting alone across the room.

"Come here." I said. He shook his head.

"Yeah! Don't be a party pooper Cal. Come on!" Luke said under the fabric of Michael's flannel.

Calum sat there, shaking his head. He looked at his phone screen and tried to tune us out.

"Calum! Come on." I said as sweet as I could.

"Come on Cal! It's not like she's Jessic-oh shit." Michael had started. He suddenly stopped his sentence when Calum looked up from his phone, his face was red with anger.

He got up and walked into the garage, slamming the door. This startled the four of us on the couch, so much that the boys fell off and landed on top of one another in a tangled mess on the floor.

"I'll talk to him." I said standing up. I carefully stepped around them.

I opened the garage door just enough to see Calum. He was pacing, punching things. I could see his knuckles, red and starting to bleed. I walked in and shut the door.

"I'll fucking hit him." Calum spoke with anger. He punched the cement wall and didn't even flinch.

"Cal?" I said, walking over to him. I stayed about 5 feet away from him. He continued pacing and punching.

He punched the wall one last time and winced at the pain.

"SON OF A BITCH!" He shouted. He collapsed onto the floor and I walked over to him and knelt down.

"Calum." I said. I cupped his cheek with my hand.

He looked up at me and sighed. He had this pain and hurt in his eyes. This sweet boy that I had met hours ago.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered. A few tears streamed down his face. I grabbed his bloody and now bruising hand.

"Calum. I'm not gonna make you talk about it. Whatever happened is in the past and you can tell me when you're ready." I replied.

He had no reason to be sorry. He didn't hurt me. He may have gotten blood on the wall, but he had no reason to apologize to me.

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A/N;

HI GUYS.

It's about 5:30am and I decided to give you a little update!

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