greetings; luke
i walked into the crowded hallway muttering profanities under my breathe, of f*cking course, i'm going to be late on my first day back.
seeing as i had only a minute to get to my class which was on the other way of the school, I groaned in annoyance.
jesus christ can these people move any slower?
as my thoughts on murdering the people in front of me because they couldn't move any faster clouded my mind, i bumped into someone making their books fall.
i cursed under my breathe because that was the last thing i needed.
"i'm so sorry" i told the raven haired fellow in front of me.
fucking shit, he's hot.
"it's okay blondie, just watch where you're going next time" he said as he pushed past me.
"hey i got a name!" I yelled at him
he turned around and bit his lip "yeah and what is it?" he asked
"luke?" i said sounding more like a question because it's not everyday that I got to talk to a hot boy, such as himself.
"nice to meet you luke, but i prefer blondie" he winked
and that's when the bell rung making me groan seeing as i was going to get shit from mrs.anders for being late.
he laughed and god i wish i recorded that and made it my ringtone.
"you ever ditch blondie?" he asked biting his lip making me uneasy as he did so.
"n-no" i stuttered. wow great one luke.
he chuckled "aww you're one of those good boys aren't you? always doing the right thing and such?"
"no , i can be bad" i told him even though that was a complete lie.
the baddest thing I've ever done in my life was tell my mum to shut up.
and i apologised a minute later.
he looked at me in suspicion, raising his eyebrow before saying "then prove it"
.
maybe it was the thrill of recreating myself or the need to please him.
this handsome boy , who i still don't know the name of.
but as we snuck to the back of the auditorium and climbed up the gate, I couldn't feel more alive.
my mother would kill me if she knew i ditched, but at that exact moment i didn't care.
i felt this thrill inside me , it filled me with happiness.
whether it was the rush of doing something bad or the thought of doing something bad with him,
this handsome raven haired boy, I couldn't tell.
frankly I didn't care, because for once i felt so alive.
"looks like you aren't so bad blondie or in this case good" he winked
"what's your name, i never got it?" I asked him
he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, took a drag out of it and then responded "it's calum"
wow even his name was so beautiful. Jesus Christ am I head over heals
(Don't ask why it's in italic, i just felt like doing it for his feelings)
.
we walked inside Calum's apartment, it reaked of cigarettes, alcohol, and marijuana.
the smell wasn't quite pleasant, but i tried to make it seem as it didn't faze me.
I had to make him think , I was as bad as him.
he lit something up that looked like a green burrito and handed it to me.
what the fuck am i suppose to do with this?
"guests first" he smiled
okay luke, you've seen this in movies a bunch of times, you can do it amigo.
I put it in between my lips and blew. nothing. is it broken? I blew harder this time. still nothing.
calum looked at me confusion as if he were expecting me to do something.
"i-i um think it's broken" i stuttered
"broken?" he asked confused
"yeah i blew it and-"
he stopped me "wait you blew it?!?" he asked laughing as i nodded in confirmation
"Luke baby please don't tell me when you give me a blowjob you're going to blow on me too" he laughed but had some concern that i actually would blow instead of whatever else you're suppose to do.
why would you call something a blowjob if you don't have to blow?
WAIT! Did he just......
My face turned into a dark shade of red at the realisation of what he just said.
calum smirked as he noticed, he put his hands on my cheek.
"you're a really beautiful boy blondie, you know that?" he said as his brown eyes pierced with my blue ones.
a/n
Do you guys like long chapters or?? because I kind of want to try it (':
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