little sister // calum hood (EDITING)

FOUR

clara
"so start with why calum couldn't take you home." carter said.

"luke and calum are best friends, and luke is super overprotective of me. knowing how calum is, he wouldn't let him go near me, and it would also ruin their friendship. so, if he walked me home, it would seem just a tiny bit suspicious, don't you think?" i said, and she nodded, understanding.

"okay, now when and where did those come from?" she said, gesturing to the marks going down my neck. she knew to be careful of what she was saying, seeing as luke was in the room right next to mine.

"after i texted you, we just made out really." i said bluntly, and she nodded.

"anything else important that you want to tell me?" she asked, and i immediately remembered i wanted to tell her what happened at the party.

"so i don't remember much, but i remember making 110% sure that we didn't do anything more than kiss last night, and he said 'no, i wasn't going to take advantage of you' and then like i don't know but something was telling me this was key information," i paused."and then i remembered his exact words from the party and i don't know what they mean and i need help." i said. she nodded, and told me to continue.

"so then i pointed out how he's done it to more girls than eyeliners i've gone through, and he said, and i quote, 'yeah, but you actually matter'." i finished. she instantly looked at me, like she immediately knew what it meant.

"clara, he obviously likes you, or else he wouldn't have kept you around this long," she started. "and i think by that he meant that all the girls he's done that too, don't matter, like it was nothing to him. but he wouldn't do that stuff with you, yet," she smirks. "because he actually cares enough about you to not take advantage of you like that. im sorry but that was obvious." she said, and i glared at her.

"yes i know it was obvious, i just didn't want to believe it. there's no way he likes me, carter."

"clara?" carter started, and i nodded telling her to continue. "he likes you, calum likes you, calum hood likes you, the same calum hood you've liked since 7th grade likes you. you need to understand it." she said, the hint of a smile on her face.

holy shit. calum hood likes me.

calum
i needed to get my thoughts straight. i fucking liked clara hemmings, and it fucking terrified me. of course i had always liked her, who wouldn't? but i was starting to realize it more and more. we've been friends forever, but that's all we've ever been. friends.

that was the whole reason i started messing with girls in the first place. because i liked her and i didn't want either of us to get hurt in the end. it was all just a fucking distraction so i wouldn't end up falling for her.

but she looked so tempting on thursday when she came home, the way her messy blonde hair was in her face, and her blue eyes gleamed at me. i fucking ruined it and now i'm whipped.

i needed to stop thinking about her before my head explodes. that's all i've done since she left. i pulled out a cigarette, lighting it, and placing it in my mouth, exhaling the smoke.

she likes me; she has to. that's the only reason her blue eyes turned grey when she was talking about herself and the other girls this morning. she was sad, and its all my fucking fault. if i hadn't messed with all of those girls, she wouldn't compare herself to them. i couldn't go any deeper with her, one of us would just get hurt, and it's going to be her, and i can't fucking stand seeing her sad.

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this ones short and a filler, and im sorry but the next chapter is going to be much better i promise xx

depending on when this is published, happy holidays to all of you♥