Unpredictable: Calum Hood fanfiction

Chapter 4

I wake up vaguely remembering what happened last night. I remember the party, dumping beer on Tony, going home at like 2... Calum! Oh my god, I forgot Calum stayed on my couch last night! I quickly jump out of bed and run down the stairs, hoping he kept his word on leaving before I woke up. I reach the bottom of the stairs and turn the corner to see him still on my couch, knees pulled up to his chest while shivering under the tiny blanket I gave him. I feel slightly angry at him not leaving, but then again, it is 7:30. He probably didn't know I'd wake up this early. Hell, I don't even know why I'm awake this early. I choose to stay awake, hoping me being up early will cause me to fall asleep earlier. 

I sleepily walk into the kitchen and attempt to grab the coffee maker out of the top shelf. My mom is a lot taller than me, sometimes I think she forgets how short I am. My dad was really tall too, I'm not sure why I'm so short, but honestly I'd rather be short than my mothers height. I keep trying to grab the coffee maker when my finger slips on the bottom of the coffee pot, almost making it fall and shatter. I sigh and turn around to see Calum standing up from the couch.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make so much noise." I give him a small smile and he shakes his head.

"You were making hardly any noise, I just naturally get up early. I wanted to wake up a little earlier than normal so I could be gone before you got up, my bad." He rubs his eyes and I shrug.

"It's okay. Do you want some coffee?" He walks over to me while nodding his head "yes" and yawning.

I turn back around and stand on my toes to reach the coffee pot when Calum pushes me out of the way.

"I got it." His voice is deep and raspy, sending a small chill down my spine.

He sets the coffee maker on the counter while I get some coffee beans and two mugs from the cabinet across the kitchen. I return to Calums side and begin filling the filter with some coffee then flicking the switch to "on." 

I spin around and lift myself up onto the counter and watch as Calum nearly falls asleep while leaning against the wall. I grab a roll of paper towels and throw it across the small kitchen, knocking him back into conciousness. He stumbles backwards but catches himself right before he slips onto the ground. His tired face is soon filled with a playful grin and I instantly jump off the counter and begin running. I hear him chasing behind me, so I run up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door right as he's about to open it. Being me, I forget to lock it. He swings open the door and smiles down at me as he backs me up against a wall.

"You win! You win!" I call and he finally backs away from me. 

"I knew I would." His tone is full of cockiness and I roll my eyes.

I've never seen Calum so carefree. Rather than looking like he hated his life, he looked like he was having fun. But then again, this is the second time I've been alone with him, I have no idea how he actually is. 

"I gotta say, for someone as short as you, you're a really fast runner." He compliments and I blush.

"I did track throughout middle school." I pause and turn my head to see him looking at the pictures on my hallway wall, "Best on the team." 

"I can see that. Is that you?" He asks while pointing to a picture of me in 7th grade.

"Ew gross, don't look at that." I cover the picture with my hand and he chuckles.

"Why?" 

"Because I looked like a gremlin in that year!" I hardly shout.

"You're wrong, but whatever you say."

I want to accept his compliments like they're no big deal, but I can't. It feels good to be complimented by the most "popular" guy in school, but I'm sure he does this with every girl. I'd love to go running to Abby and freak out about how the Calum Hood would compliment me while staying at my house, but she'd just be disappointed. I know I have to be careful with Calum, and honestly, I'm scared. Calum knows his way around girls, at least most of them, and I don't want to be like that. Even if I end up developing feelings for him, I'd never tell him. He's one of those guys who thinks it's pointless to be in relationships, so regardless if he'd feel the same way towards me, he wouldn't "make it official."