i messed up. i messed up so badly.
that is it. today is the day. i will die.
perhaps, i'm overreacting a little.
just a little.
i can't help but to my pace around my room.
of course, my ludicrous self had to go and piss off a guy, whose biceps are gigantic, over and over again.
i can't help but still think about how funny it was to do so.
except now, i'm not laughing anymore.
i'm apprehensive of what calum could actually do to me.
what if i enraged him to the point where he wants to literally harm me?
maybe i'm reading too much into it but downstairs, i could actually feel just how irritated he was with me.
point is, i want to crawl under my bed, as childish as it sounds, and hide there until calum leaves.
"didn't i tell you to sit on the bed?"
his voice startled me and i stumbled back, only to meet his eyes.
how nice he looked even more angry.
"i asked you something sweetheart."
his arms were now crossed on his chest and i couldn't help but to gawk at them.
i most likely looked very out of it but i was being blinded by god-like arms.
after a while, i glanced up at him and nervously chuckled when i realized he had asked the question again.
"uh, the bed? i was sitting, i sat, on it i mean! yeah, i did! i just, you know, wanted to stretch my legs!"
i kept rambling on about how i had actually did what he had told me to.
but all my explanations got me was a mocking smirk from Calum.
"oh, did you now? you wanted to stretch your legs?"
to that, i only nodded and replied with a small 'yes'.
"so you're telling me that you sat down on your bed like i told you to and then, stood up, even though i didn't say you could?"
i bit my bottom lip to hold back a little swear word and replied with a positive answer again.
which made him full-on laugh before he gained his strict face expression back.
"you really take me for a fucking idiot. your bed looks the same as this morning. the exact same. you never sat down."
i frowned at his remark. how could he even think about remembering such things?
obviously, that made me react and i had to talk back.
"calum, who even cares about that? fine, i didn't sit like you said to. so what? fuck, it's not that deep."
i rolled my eyes at him when i definitely shouldn't have.
at that, he only chuckled and placed his fingers under my chin and gripped it harshly.
"i'm still wondering about how you haven't figured out this one thing about me.."
i frowned and looked into his eyes, as if trying to find the answer to what he had just said.
"here, i'll help you princess."
a smug smile now played on his lips and i swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
