little sister // calum hood (EDITING)

SIXTEEN

clara
i opened my eyes only to be surrounded by darkness. calum was still next to me and we were in his bed. i grabbed my phone off the end table and turned it on, the time reading 1:39 AM and my phone flooding with texts from luke. fuck fuck fuck.

12/12/15 5:31 PM
luke: claraaaa
luke: where are you?
luke: are you okay???
luke: fucking hell clara answer me
luke: please be okay

12/12/15 7:23 PM
luke: it's been almost two hours
luke: clara please answer so i know you're okay
luke: fuck

12/12/15 10:52 PM
luke: clara you need to answer me
luke: you need to be okay
luke: clara please
luke: oh my god please answer

12/13/15 12:13 AM
luke: i've given up at this point
luke: i don't know where you are
luke: carter doesn't either
luke: or michael
luke: calum won't answer
luke: just please be safe
luke: i love you

i figured i should text back so he stops worrying.

12/13/15 1:41 AM
clara: im fine
clara: kinda just majorly lost track of time and fell asleep
clara: i guess ill have to explain when i get home
clara: ill come in the morning though, im still tired
clara: im sorry for worrying you though, im okay and safe
clara: love youuu

"calum," i shook him in hopes of waking him up. "cal, wake up." i said, and he stirred in his sleep and his eyes shot open.

"are you okay?" he asked worriedly, his arms wrapping around me protectively.

"yeah, i'm fine." i say.

"what did you need then? what time is it?" he asked.

"it's fucking two in the morning, calum, that's the problem!" i exclaimed.

"why is that a problem?" he asked, confused.

"i was supposed to be home 9 hours ago." i said.

"we fell asleep in the field, and we couldn't just stay and sleep there, considering it's like 40 degrees outside. so i carried you here because it probably wouldn't be such a good idea to take you back to your place." he explained.

"so, what do we do?" i asked.

"i don't know." he said with a sigh.

i was almost positive that this is where we fucked up. as soon as i got home, i would have to tell luke everything. i would have no excuse. valentine's day hasn't even come, which was when we were going to tell him. my heart was pounding and tears were threatening.

"cal, what if this is it?" i asked sadly. "what if we have to tell him and he keeps you away from me and this is the last time we'll be together." i sobbed, tears running down my face.

"baby, calm down, okay? we'll figure something out, we won't get separated." he soothed. he let go of me and sat up before he turned me around so that i was facing him, and wrapped my legs around him.
he wiped the pads of his thumbs underneath my eyes to try and get rid of the tears. "please don't cry, clara. we'll be okay." he tried to assure me.

"you don't know that, calum." i cried.

"clara, we will be okay. i promise." he said, and pulled me down so that i was laying on top of him. he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the side of my head. "get some sleep baby, we'll figure this out in the morning." he said.

"okay, goodnight cal." i whispered.

"goodnight clara." he said and kissed the top of my head again.

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i woke up on top of calum, held tightly in his arms. my head was in the crook of his neck and i didn't want to move, seeing as this would probably be the last time things would be like this.

i was still wearing calum's flannel and his sweatpants. and being on top of him, he was all i could smell. he was taking over my senses.

i debated on waking him up, knowing it was basically urgent that i get home. i sighed, i had to do it.

"cal." i whispered, tracing patterns on his chest with my finger. his eyes fluttered open and he turned his head before kissing the top of my head.

"baby." he sighed. his hand ran up and down my back soothingly. "we should probably go." he said sadly.

"unfortunately." i said and i lifted myself off of him. i threw on my converse as he did the same. i threw my hair up into a messy bun and put on one of calum's sweatshirts. he grabbed my hand, and we left.

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the walk to my apartment was quiet, neither of us said a word. we were now standing outside the door because i was too scared to go in.

"maybe if i don't go in and just stay here?" he asked. i nodded, deciding it was all we've got.

"yeah, i'll figure out an excuse." i said.

he stood a few feet away from the door as i opened it and walked in. luke was sitting on a chair in the main room, and he just stared at me.

"bring him, too." luke sighed, and i looked at him weirdly.

"how did you-" i started, but was cut off.

"just get him." luke said. i opened the door again, and told calum to come with me. his eyes widened in fear and he sighed before coming with me.

"first of all, if your plan was to not get caught, don't talk so loud right outside the door." luke said. "second, what the fuck is this?" he asked us, but neither of us could speak.

"we're, um, we're dating?" i stuttered, but it came out more of a question.

"you're dating? as in, boyfriend girlfriend dating?" luke asked. calum nodded, and luke continued.
"so, you've kissed my sister," luke stated, and calum nodded again. "and shared a bed with her," he nodded again. "and touched her?" luke asks finally.

"i mean i haven't touched her like that," calum said. "not yet anyway." he finished. the palm of my hand found my forehead after he said that. i sighed and hugged him. "what was that for?" he asked.

"because that just ruined it." i said, and he sighed.

"okay, yeah, get the fuck away from my sister." luke said, standing up.

"luke, stop." i said, but it went through one ear and out the other.

"you won't go near her, i'll make sure of it." he kept going, in the process of pushing calum out now.

"luke seriously fucking stop." i said, but calum was already gone. "what the fuck?" i said, more as a question.

"look, cal is my best friend but what he does to girls is wrong and i don't need you getting hurt." luke said.

"calum hasn't hurt me in any fucking way, luke! i'm his girlfriend." i fought back.

"you'll understand why eventually, but you better stay the fuck away from him, i'll make sure you do." he said.

i was going to fight back, but there was no use. i lost my boyfriend, who i've had for a week. and i probably wouldn't ever make contact with him again.

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