broken c.h au //COMPLETED

skating winks

"whoah, she's huge.." ashton said in awe while watching 'My 600 LB Life'

"yeah ashton, that's why they're on there man." i replied, slightly grossed out.

"della, that's what i'm gonna look like when we are married." i joked, placing my hand on her thigh.

"we're gonna get married?" she smirked, winking at me. i swallowed and look back at the tv.

"DUN DUN DUN DUNNNN!" michael yelled while walking by the cough. he held two tickets in his hands and luke had two jackets.

"what the hell why do you have jackets it california!" i said, amused.

"because you two are going ice skating.

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"calum, just hold onto me!" della whisper yelled as my hands were in hers and we were trying to ice skate.

della had taken ice skating classes since she was six. so she's had lots of practices, especially with performances and what not. she seemed to have her own world when she was skating; her eyes would close and all of her muscles softened.

"della, you've had practice. i haven't." i said, rolling my eyes. she giggled and held onto my hands tighter.

i looked across the rink when i saw that familiar face that i've grown to dislike very much. i had forgotten she worked here, i guess the boys did too.

ella

her eyes basically were throwing daggers at me. if looks could kill, dear lord you best be preparing my funeral.

we continued to skate and i didn't let her get discouraged. i learned how to skate, it was honestly really fun. the blades sliding around on ice, that's the adventure man.

"della im hungry." i said while driving home.

"calum you're driving what do you want me to do about it?" she smiled.

"okay fine. what are you in the mood for?" i asked, looking at all the restaurants.

"i think i'm feeling mexican." she said, scrolling through instagram.

i drove until i found the most generic mexican place.

los cucos.

"what y'all want to eat?" the waiter rudely said once we got in. i giggled as della kicked my leg under the table, signaling for me to act like a grown man and not a baby.

"i want nachos. cheese, beef, no sour cream." della said, handing the lady the menu.

"and you?" she looked over to me and licked her lips. she gave me a wink and then i lost it.

"i want-" i was laughing so hard i couldn't finish my sentence!

"nachos-!" i continued to laugh. she waitress rolled her eyes at her failed attempt and went off.

"i hope she doesn't spit in out food, calum. if she did i would've made you eat it!"  della
said, taking a sip of her tea.

i simply just smiled and looked into her beautiful eyes.

because me, calum hood

would do anything for della.