5sos Imagines

I Don't Have A Heart Part 2 (C.H. Imagine)

A/N: So here's part 2

Word count: 1,914

Warning: A few cuss words here and there because I actually restrained myself this time

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A week filled with annoyance with your mom, so much Netflix, and even more talking to Calum on your balcony passed. You'd grown to be close friends with him despite your insistence on the fact you didn't have friends. You'd told him the very next day after your little outing with him. Your exact words were something similar to "don't get too comfy, I don't get friends." Of course, he took no offense by this and instead kissed your cheek, telling you "well, you got one now." You rolled your eyes at his flirting, but the smile on your lips was inevitable.

Every night, you'd hear a tap on your balcony door, and with the same dramatic flair Calum had grown so accustomed to, you drew back the curtains and unlocked the balcony doors. The first time he decided to visit your balcony, he made a sappy show of telling you he meant it to be like Romeo and Juliet, but you quickly shot that down with the point that Romeo and Juliet both wound up dead because they were idiots. The second time, he came up with a different romantic excuse.

Calum enjoyed his conversations with you, very much so. He could listen to your voice for hours even if all you did was make sarcastic comments the whole time, which was pretty much what you usually did. He grasped at every chance he could to make some cheesy comment to you, and it had gotten to the point he waited expectantly for your witty comment that was sure to follow. He liked everything about you, from the smell of your shampoo to the glint in your eyes you got when you were causing mischief, and he made it no secret from you. He was always complimenting your personality and appearance.

Currently, the two of you were at an ice cream shop, sitting outside in the late summer sun of February with sticky fingers and a satisfied stomach. You'd split a milkshake with him, sticking two straws in the top and taking turns sipping from your designated straw. This was his idea of course since you'd never suggest anything even remotely close to physical contact despite the fact you secretly enjoyed having him close to you.

"What're you laughing at, Hood?" you ask with your best stern face, but it wasn't working when Calum was looking at you with that adorable smile where his eyes went all crinkled up and he just looked so happy. Alright, so maybe you were starting to like Calum a lot.

"You have some milkshake right here," he tells you with an amused smile as he gestures with his thumb to where the milkshake was on your face. A light pink color dusts your cheeks at how he was attempting to suppress laughter, but you only roll your eyes in response, skeptical about whether or not he was lying. Nevertheless, you wipe at your lip where he said it was, and it turns out he wasn't actually lying.

Just as you were about to shove your sticky, milkshake covered fingers in his face just to laugh at him, the screen of his phone that had been lying out on the table lit up with a text message. Both of your gazes were shifted to the phone, and before you could remind yourself you probably shouldn't be reading people's texts, you caught sight of the contact name. 'Baby' it read. Now, you doubted he was texting an actual baby, so the only logical option left was a girlfriend. And babies pissed you off, but the thought of him having a girlfriend pissed you off more.

What was even worse was the actual text itself. 'Babe I need you' with about a million emojis on the end. Jesus, this bitch sounded so needy. Just as you were about to make another rude comment in your mind, you stop yourself and decided to look at Calum's reaction. You turn your gaze up to the puppy of a boy beside you whose cheeks had turned rosy, and he quickly snatched up the phone to awkwardly type a respond with your eyes staring him down.