Falling For Hood | C.H.

Chapter 78 : You're Worse Than Nicotine

| Calum |

My hand twitched.

What the fuck?

I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling.

I realized I haven't been alone with Helen since we got here.

Not even on the plane.

I got the worst intentions.

It's not even funny.

My phone vibrated.

I smiled to myself, only one person texts me this late at night.

I grabbed my phone and checked the messages.

Helen: Is Billie Joe with you?

Me: Seriously? You text me to ask if Billie Joe is with me? If you must know, no he isn't. I thought you were going to ask me to sneak over to your room. Guess not.

Helen: Are you okay? Did that burger trigger your hormones?

Me: No! I just miss you.

Helen: I'm in the room next to you, Calum.

Me: Still, I want to cuddle you and kiss you, tell you you're beautiful

Helen: That's cute

Me: I want to have you to myself. I mean I know I do, and you're mine, but I want to be alone with you. Just you and me.

Helen: So why haven't you come over here then?

Me; On my way, darling

I threw the sheets off me and pushed myself off the bed.

I grabbed my phone and quietly went to the door and opened it.

I made sure no one was around.

I crept out of the room and to Helen's door.

I opened it and it was dark inside. I closed the door behind me.

I walked backward and stepped on something.

"Ow, fuck," Helen whispered.

I spun around.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yea, you just stepped on my toes," She mumbled.

"I'm sorry," I said and held her.

"It's okay," She said. "C'mon." She took my hand and started pulling me towards her bed.

We reached the bed and I spun her around and pressed my lips against her's.

She didn't resist and squeezed my biceps.

I pulled away.

"You always do that," I laughed.

"What?" She asked.

"You always squeeze my biceps."

"You're biceps are something I will forever cherish. Plus, I like your muscles. Is that bad?"

"No," I smirked and crushed my lips to her's once again.

I grabbed her waist and pushed her on the bed.

I hovered over her and kissed her neck.

I felt her hands on my back.

"Calum," She breathed.

"Yes, darling?"

"You know we can't do anything, right? I mean I would love to take this all the way, but ya know. My Dad and Luke are under the same roof right now," She said.

I sighed, "Yea, I know."

I kissed her once more before collapsing next to her.

"Did you lock the door?" She asked.

"No," I replied. "Should I lock it?"

"Yea, if my Dad finds you in here he'll probably kills us both."

"True," I got up and went to lock to the door.

I turned back and looked at her.

"What?" She asked.

I sat in the space in front of her.

"What are you thinking?" She asked and raked her fingers through my hair.

"You," I replied truthfully.

She gave me a puzzled look.

"You've heard of Nicotine by Panic! At The Disco, right?" I asked.

"Yea," She replied.

"That song reminds me of you. Because you're worse than nicotine, I'm addicted to you. I just can't get enough of you. I know that sounds weird, but it's true. You're like a drug. I just can't think of leaving, cause you're what keeps me breathing. Yes I can taste you on my lips and I just can't get rid of you. I am losing to you. And I do want to damn your kiss and all the awful things you do. You have an affect on me no other girl has ever had on me. You gave me a boner by just kissing me. Kissing me. You're love is a fucking drag, but I need it. So bad."

I pressed my lips to hers.

She straddled my lap and I held her by her waist.

I moved my lips to her neck.

I kissed to hollow of her collarbone.

"I love you," I whispered against her soft skin.