Fifa N' Chill? (2)

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Callum's P.O.V

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The door bell rings. Oh fuck no. CanI just hid in a corner and let the carpet swallow me whole? Okay Cal walk to the door. Stop freaking out. Well I would if I didn't have a massive crush on Simon- wait. WATTTTTT

The door bell rings again. Shit. I run to the door and look through the peep hole, it's Simon. A true God- Wait what?!

Okay Cal you fucking piece of white trash get your shit together man.

I breathe in and open the door calmly,  there's the same gorgeous smile, perfectly white teeth and just- ahh.

"Hey.." Simon snaps me out of my thoughts😅

"Hi, come in" Simon walks past me and all I'm thinking of is DAT ASS DOE. I hate myself.

"What D'wanna do then?" Simon looks around, then our eyes meet again.

"Watch horror movies and eat popcorn?"

"Sounds so much like Netflix N' chill.." Simon smirks.

Then I had an idea.

"Fifa N' Chill?" I click my fingers and Simon giggles.

"Sure"

"Wanna help me make some food?"

"Yes please"

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We were waiting for the popcorn to finish in the microwave, all I found myself doing was checking out Simon.

"Umm Cal?" I shook my head and felt the embarrassment fill my body. I couldn't even look at Simon, I don't even want to look at him. I'll just turn even more red and be able to see the disgust in his face.

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If only Cal looked up, he would realise that there was no disgust on Simon's face as he was blushing, really, really hard.

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