And She Danced. ||✅ *Undergoing Construction*

Chapter. 38 ~ Perverts

"You're so lucky I started using this car, or you'd be walking home right now", Calum argued, pulling out the studio.

You see, its 11:47pm and I'm now leaving the studio, mainly because I stayed back and worked my ass off. I had tried calling Aiden, but his phone's going to voicemail, so Calum was my only option. Well, not the only option, but I'm not so keen on the idea of Death by bicycle tonight.

"I could've called cyder", I pointed out.

He scoffed. "Yeah right".

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever".

"Hungry?", he changed the topic, leaning over to roll down my window.

"Starved".

He smiled. "Good".

I was about to ask him in what world was being starved good, but he turned up the radio.

Letting the matter go, I sighed and relaxed In the seat.

"Just out of pure curiosity, how flexible are you?"

I gaped at the little pervert.

He shrugged in defense. "Just asking".

I rolled my eyes. "With you, its leading to something".

He smiled mischievously. "You know me so good".

I smiled at the idiot.

He pulled into the drive thru of burger king. "What will it be?"

"Whopper", I said.

He rolled his eyes and placed our orders before driving forward to receive our orders.

"So", he stared, handing me my burger, "on a scale of one to ten".

"Calum!".

He laughed. "Oh come on, tell me! I'm dying hear!".

Then die in peace.

I scoffed. "Just drive the damn car, calum".

I pouted. "You hurt my feelings too much".

I smirked and looked out the window. "Good".

"Amber told me you tutored her"

I smirked. "Oh it was great".

"She was crying", he exclaimed.

"Hey! A stone's throw is a really sad poem", I defended.

"Mmhmm".

I smiled in remembrance.

"You're savage", he muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "What's with you and her anyways? Not sure you noticed, but she's....... A HOE!".

He chortled. "Alisha!! Okay fine, you might be right, but don't be too quick to judge".

I nodded. "You like her, huh?".

"What?!", he exclaimed.

"What?!", I mimicked.

"No seriously, what?"

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

"What?!!"