Afraid // Calum Hood

Chapter 7 // Sleepover

Adelaide's Point of View

The hot steam from the shower that had been circulating my body came to a halt as I pushed down against the knob, leaving only droplets of water to leak out of the showerhead and drop against the marble tub, echoing through the compact bathroom. I enveloped my body in a plush towel and dried off completely, braiding my hair to get it out of my face and hiking up a pair of running shorts and a baggy t-shirt to sleep in.

Calum was currently in the guest room, since all of my furniture was placed in there. I figured he would need some good rest, and my mattress was so comfortable I just had to offer it to him, meaning I'd be residing in the other spare room with a small twin bed in the corner.

I creeped inside of the room with a fresh ice pack. His head was propped with all of my pillows behind him, his eyes tiredly watching the television in front of him. We had been hanging out since the fight had occured and I truly was happy that he was staying over. I didn't want him to leave. Even if he was only next door, I liked the comfort of him staying in my house.

"Here," I said, grasping the soggy icepack from his hands and switching it out with a new one that was wrapped in a paper towel to prevent frostbite. "Do you need anything else?"

He smiled up at me. "I need you to stay with me."

"Calum," I whined, dragging out his name as he picked up my hand tightly. "I'm just going to be in the next room."

"Ad." Calum giggled. I liked the even more shortened nickname that he called me. "That's crazy. This is your bed. You shouldn't have to go sleep somewhere else because of me."

I sighed heavily. "I thought you wanted to be just friends."

Calum smirked at me, his brown eyes lazily observing every inch of my body. He tugged on the covers back and patted the spot next to him. "Friends can have sleepovers, Adelaide."

"Not friends that sleep in just their boxers," I teased at his outfit of choice. I wasn't complaining, I quite enjoyed the sight of Calum completely shirtless. With a huff, I collapsed into the bed, a smug grin evident on my neighbor's face.

"Hey, usually I sleep completely naked so you're lucky," Calum shot back, moving his arm to wrap around me and pull me closer to him, so my head was sharing his pillow, and I was cuddled into his side. "You better not snore, Ad."

I laughed, resting my head on the crook of his neck. His aroma filled my lungs. His scent was so attractive. If I had smell one thing for my entire life, I hope it would be either Calum's cologne or the flowers in the florist. Calum's fingers toyed with my lightweight t-shirt, lifting it up to expose my bare stomach. He ran his fingertips across my tummy, tracing small patterns into my skin. It was soothing and I was craving his touch more and more. His hands found their way to the hemline of my underwear and he moved it down slightly, feeling my hipbones. I turned my head to the side and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"This was actually a bad idea, us sleeping together," Calum mumbled, still stroking the bare skin on my belly. I just hummed in response, too relaxed to even formulate something to say. "You know, I lost my virginity in this room."