the shirt ; cth

two

calum's ripped shirt above yee

"you're pretty cool, cole." calum smiled down at me.

i wasn't much shorter then him- me being 5'10 and him only being about 6'1.

"that's what they call me. cool cole," i said, face palming at how embarrassing i am.

calum chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, "alright, cool cole."

"don't ever say that again," i whined, "this never happened."

"fine fine...cool cole," he whispered teasingly, making me push him away from me.

"i hate you." i pouted, crossing my arms over my chest.

"no you don't, i'm sexplicit." he grinned and i rolled my eyes.

"i am so changing my twitter user later."

"no, don't. i like it," calum laughed.

"shut up."

"aw, don't be like that....cool cole," he giggled like a child, flicking my nose.

i smiled at his actions. i haven't seem calum's playful side in person before and it was becoming less and less common and me being able to witness it first hand made me want to either cry, squeal or jump in a volcano.

"oh look, dave's here." calum grinned, pointing at the large van pulling up at the curb.

he grabbed my wrist, dragging me towards the van and opening the sliding door for me to get in first.

"and who is this?" dave asked, raising a brow and eyeing me up and down.

"long story short, i puked on her and now we're taking her back to her hotel," calum explained making dave chuckle to himself.

"i always thought you were the lady's man, hood. i guess i was wrong," dave laughed, shaking his head and starting up the van, "where are we headed?"

"uh... the amora on 3rd street." i said and dave nodded, turning left down the street.

"before i forget, tomorrow just go up to the ticket booth and tell them your name. they'll give you your tickets," calum said and nodded with a sleepy smile, "oh, and make sure to wear your 'i love calum hood' shirt."

i rolled my eyes and laughed just as dave stopped in front of my hotel.

"well, this is it," i smiled sadly up at calum.

"see you when i get back from war," calum joked making me slap him on the arm, "see you tomorrow, cole."

"yeah...tomorrow," i smiled opening the door to the van.

"sleep well and drink lots of water," he said as i stepped out.

"thanks mom," i giggled and he rolled his eyes, "make sure you find a shirt before tomorrow's show."

he smiled, nodding as dave spoke up, "okay guys, wrap it up. i need sleep too y'know, i'm old."

"shut up, david." calum laughed, leaning out if the van a bit to wrap his arms around my waist.

i was shocked at first but soon relaxed into his strong arms, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and shoving my face in his curly hair. we probably looked insane to anyone passing by but i didn't care. i was literally holding my whole world in my arms right now.

we jumped apart when dave honked the horn and calum flipped him off before turning back to me with a sigh, "go to sleep, cole. i'll see you front row tomorrow."

"goodnight, calum," i smiled.

"laters baby."

i snorted at his lame reference and waved, turning around and walking towards the hotel.

"bye, cool cole!" calum yelled out the window as dave drove by and a giggled to myself, pushing open the door to the hotel.

i nodded at the receptionist and made my way towards the elevators.

the second the doors closed, i screamed. i screamed until my lungs couldn't take it. and then i cried. tears pooled out of my ears like a fucking hurricane of happiness. my smile was probably more terrifying then the joker's but i couldn't give a flying fuck at this moment. i was happy.

my phome buzzed in my pocket and i wiped my eyes, taking the phone out of my pocket and grinning wider- if that's even fucking possible- when seeing calum had tweeted.

*new tweet from calum hood*

@Calum5SOS: keep my shirt safe.

i smiled to myself, looking down at the shirt on my body and laughing at all the holes randomly placed all over the shirt.

*compose new tweet*

@sexpilicitcal: @Calum5SOS it has fucKING HOLES IN IT IT WAS NEVER SAFE WITH YOU !!!!