Don't scream...Don't scream...be cool! I forced myself to remain calm, turning to pick up the glass that Jared sat in front of me, before he scurried off. "That was rude." I finished my sentence, patting myself on the back for keeping my voice even. The gorgeous man in front of me shook his head, "No...hitting on a girl in order to get her to buy more alcohol ...that's rude." He said, leaning against the bar beside me, "I figured I would handle him before your boyfriend got back and made a scene." "There would have to be a boyfriend in order for him to make a scene." I giggled, taking a sip to seem casual (as though my heart wasn't about to beat out of my chest) "You mean to tell me you came here alone...dressed like that?...that wont do, not with guys like Jared around." Calum shook his head. "Guys like Jared?...who's to say you're not just like him?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and batting my lashes slightly. "Well," Calum shrugged, "I'm kind of known for being a sweetheart." True! I actually had a fan account called "SweetheartHood" ...but I wasn't going to tell him that. Grinning, I bit my lip and asked, "Really? according to?" His eyebrows raised slightly, "My entire fanbase." "Fanbase?" I asked, faking my ignorance so hard it hurt. I was scared he was gonna see straight through my bullshit, when he squinted slightly but he just ordered a drink and sat down beside me. "Yes, my fanbase... I'm in a band." "Seriously? That's so exciting! What instrument?" this is a dream...this does not happen in real life! "I play the bass." He answered, taking a sip from his beer, "In a band called Five Seconds of Summer...you haven't heard of us?" I almost gagged on my own lie, but i forced myself to say it. "No, I'm sorry...I can't say that I have." I said, shaking my head. "Oh, no! you're all good! We kinda suck." He said, laughing lightly. I had to bite my tongue to keep from arguing and insisting that they're a blessing to this world. "I'm sure that's not the case!"I said, overly aware of him scooting closer. "You'll have to give us a listen and let me know what you think." He said, nudging my shoulder with his. I nodded, "Sure...any song suggestions?" He pursed his beautiful lips, biting his bottom one as he considered it. "We have this one called 'Out of My Limit' and it's one of our old ones but it's one of my personal favorites." I almost squealed. That's the first one to come to his mind?! That's so sweet!! "It sounds amazing." because it is! "I'll definitely listen to it!" I listen to it daily. His award winning smile spread across his face. "I hope you enjoy it." downing his drink, he grabbed my hand, "Now! enough about me! We're dancing!"
With three drinks in my system, I was tripping over my feet but Calum pinned me against his body as soon as we reached the middle of the dance floor. Usher's voice was all I could hear and the smell of sweat invaded my nostrils but all my mind cared about was the fact that Calum was touching me...touching me a lot...touching me everywhere. The front of his toned body was grinding into my back and his hands roamed down my hips, to my ass. A small squeal escaped my lips when he pulled the lacy dress up ever so slightly and squeezed the sensitive flesh. My body felt weak against his as Calum's lips traveled down my neck and he nipped at the skin lightly, causing a gasp to fall from my lips.
The feelings he caused...they were euphoric and overwhelming and my body basked in the attention he was giving it. They were feelings that seemed to good too be true...but they were true! It was him! the man of my dreams had his arms wrapped around me and even though I knew it couldn't last long, every second was worth it.
"Calum!" A voice pierced through my Calum induced daze. Opening my eyes, I realized it was Michael. Holy shit, it's Michael Clifford! "Calum! The paps got in somehow and we gotta go!" His gaze shifted to me and Calum's arms wrapped around my waist, a smirk spreading across his face, "Sorry to break up the fun but we gotta roll out." My heart sank...it was like a blur, it went by so fast but it happened...it REALLY happened and that's enough for me.
Calum spun me around, pulling out his phone, "lemme get your number and you can let me know what you think of the song."
My jaw almost hit the floor, it dropped so quickly. "Y- You want my number?" I asked, dumbstruck. He nodded, "Of course I do."
It wouldn't have shocked me if I passed out, right then and there. I couldn't believe what i was hearing and the logical part of my brain was convinced it was alcohol induced hallucinations but I shakily took the phone and typed in my number. As soon as I handed it back to him, he leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips. The kiss I had been dreaming about ever since I found those four idiots on YouTube, the kiss that kept me up at night obsessing over this boy and his perfect lips. I could have laid down and died right then and it would have been okay, because I would have died a happy woman. His beautiful lips felt like velvet against mine and I could just faintly taste the hint of cigarette smoke and I drank in every second that our mouths were in contact, before he pulled away and whispered a goodbye.
Any second...any second I'm gonna wake up and realize that Calum Hood would never ask a girl like me for my number...I'll wake up and realize his lips were just a fantasy and I'll go on living my life wondering what this would be like if it were a reality.
...but I never woke up...cause this (a fangirls dream) had suddenly become my reality.
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His Girl (Calum Hood)
FanfictionHe calls me his ...but he doesn't know that I dreamed about hearing him say those words, long before we met. He doesn't know I was a fangirl and all i wanted in life was to be His Girl
