/Calvin's P.O.V\
I wake up to a sound of a door knock. It's kind of weird... I didn't order any pizza or anything...oh, well... I might get robbed. Better tweet this quick.
I slowly get up and walk to the door. I can't open it... I'm a fucking pussy...
What? I don't know what to do... I could fucking die if I open the door. Or... I'm just over thinking it. "Would you open the door, you pussy faggot?" I hear through the door.
Wait a minute... This is my one of my friends... Wait, who?
I slowly unlock the door, only to see a lesbian looking ass, Oops, I mean a guy. Well he looks like one of those models that are on the winter seasons magazines.
I then start to recognise him. Wait... Who?
"Does it really take that long for you to recognise me? Are you an idiot or something?" he asked. I went out of my bubble and started leaning over to him to check who the fuck. He is.
"Who?" I ask.
"Are you an owl, mate?" he joked.
"NIALL!" I say, pointing at him.
He nods awkwardly. "What the fuck... Oh my god... I thought you were a fucking serial killer or some shit... Damn, Niall... You scared the fucking shit out of me!" I shout.
"Urm... Okay... Does my face really scare you that fucking much?" he said in his accent. He speaks so smoothly, it's fucking my ears pleasingly.
"No!" I reply with a chuckle.
He tilted his head. His eyes are so scary! I fucking love that! I laugh.
"What's so funny?" he asks.
"Nothing! I just... Your eyes are tearing so deeply. You look like a cat," I say.
"I... Don't know where this is going... But anyways..." he cutter off his sentence by grabbing my arm and dragging me outside.
"Where the fuck are we going? Mr.Pyroynical?" I joked. He looked over at me and winked.
"Let's call it a date!" he... S-says...
