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bad boy asks you out { cal/4 }

Bad Boy Asks You Out

{ sorry for using too much inappropriate words.. hehe }

Another day in hell. You were counting down the days to get out of the that socially accepted torture system otherwise known as high school. It wasn't this bad for other people, but for you it sucked. You weren't necessarily a loser, but more invisible. It's not like you hadn't tried to fit in either...it's just you were shy and a bit awkward so people tended to just overlook you. You didn't mind it that much, but sometimes you just wanted what people like Calum and his group of friends had. They were so cool. Every damn thing they did was just automatically accepted and embraced. You couldn't understand it. You watched him from the corner of the classroom. You didn't see what all the fuss was about. He was super fit...and funny..and just oozed that badass attitude that made your stomach knot. Okay, so you did get it, but that didn't matter. You were invisible and he was unattainable. You just had to figure a way to stomach the next few years of school until you could start fresh in university...at least according to your mom's friend who had apparently had a daughter just like you who hated high school and is now happily engaged to a gorgeous engineering major at her university. You knew that was even a pipe dream, but it was certainly more tangible than suddenly turning into a social butterfly. And Calum, hah! He was out of the question for you. He was the probably understood as the hottest guy at the school and probably the craziest. Even though you were socially invisible and didn't actually attend parties, you still heard about all the crazy stuff he did at them like how apparently he skateboarded off someone roof into their pool and the hook-up stories were endless. Apparently he was quite the womanizer though you doubted that all these girls really had sex with him.
You hadn't noticed that you were staring at him, but apparently he did because he gave you this cocky smirk and nod. You spastically whipped your head around, praying that that was just a figment of your imagination. You imagined all the ways he could tease you about staring. You'd surely be Y/N the stalker from that point on. Then the bell rung. You quickly gathered your things and exited the classroom, hoping to not have a run-in with Calum after that. You weaved the halls quickly and down the stairs to where your next class was located. With your final Calum-free destination in sight, you decided to get a drink of water. Damn, you were out of shape. Two flights of stairs and you were dying for some water. You bent over the water fountain and were drinking when you heard a deep voice say, "Nice ass, Y/N." You looked up shocked to see the source of the comment was Calum. This caused you to choke on the water you had been drinking, which amused him thoroughly. You felt your face turning red again. "You alright?" He laughed, leaning against the lockers. "Fine. Just dying," You said sarcastically while coughing. He laughed and adjusted his beanie, "You're funny. I like that." You stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to say. "I..uh..thanks." You blushed even more. How could you be so awkward. You noticed all the girls glaring at you as they walked by. Calum, the school's gorgeous bad ass, was talking to you. He seemed to be watching you, enjoying how uncomfortable this situation made you. "I better be getting to uh class. Don't want to miss the good stuff." You blurted out before you realized how damn dorky that made you sound. He smirked, "You're cute too. I like you, Y/N. I've noticed you around school. You're different. I like different. You could say I have a crush. It's distracting me from my school work and you must know how dedicated I am to academics," He joked. Damn, was he hitting on you? You the invisible girl? Is this some sort of joke. "Very funny." You replied, concluding it must be some sort of practical joke. You turned around to walk away, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him. You stared wide-eyed at him. He smirked and asked, "How about you ditch the good stuff and cure me?"