Skaters (A Calum Hood Fanfic)

Roommates!

        On our way home I drifted off into sleep.  We drove up onto the driveway of the house and Calum got out.  He grabbed my bags and tapped on the window to wake me up.  I got out and held out my hand to take one of the bags on his shoulders, but he turned away.  "I got it," he said.  I pouted.  

        "You grabbed the whole contents of my bedroom and put them in bags, those things are heavy," I said.  He looked at me with his mouth open.  

        "What, you don't think I'm strong enough?" he defended.  I looked back.  

        "Yeah, I don't," I said certainly.  He huffed and frowned.  I giggled and turned, walking up the driveway.  Calum followed and swooped me off my feet into his arms.  "Calum what are you doing?!" I screamed.  I put one arm around his neck and the other on his chest.  His breath stirred my hair as he laughed.  

        "Proving to you I'm strong enough to carry you and some bags," he said.  He ran up the driveway and spun around, making both of us dizzy.  I grabbed onto his shirt.  

        "Okay, okay, you've made your point," I said into his shirt.  "Now put me down before you hurt yourself."  We walked into the house and he set me down in the living room.  

        "You're acting like you weigh 1,000 pounds!" he scoffed.  "You're honestly not that heavy."  I shook my head.  

        "Whatever," I said.  I went to pick up one of the bags on the floor when the blood quickly rushed to my head and I felt a pain in the back of my head.  I groaned slightly as I stood back up.  Calum put a hand on my shoulder.  

        "Are you okay?" he asked, his eyebrows knit together in concern.  I nodded my head.  

        "Yeah, can I use your bathroom?" I asked.  He nodded quickly.  

        "Yeah its around the corner," he said pointing to the right of the kitchen.  I smiled uneasily and made my way to the bathroom.  I rushed to the sink and turned on the water.  After splashing my face with water, I rested my hands on the sides of the sink.  The water made cooled my face but didn't help the dark bruise on my cheek bone.  

        "Ow," I said as I touched the side of my face.  I leaned into the mirror to take a closer look at my face.  Calum knocked on the door frame and came in with an ice pack.  He had a look of sympathy and empathetic pain.  "Does it look that bad?" I asked him, taking the pack from him.  He put his hand on the side of my face, his long fingers circling the side of the bruise.  He shook his head.  

        "Of course it does," he giggled.  I pushed him away.  

        "Shut up,"  I laughed.  

        "Oh God," I said looking into the mirror again and winced.  

        "I think it makes you look bad ass," he said looking standing next to me and looked into the mirror.  He chuckled and smiled at me through the mirror.  

        "What?" I smiled.  

        "It's just that... you're so tiny," he giggled.  I looked at us in the mirror and giggled.  I was barely taller than Calum's shoulder.  

        "Hey," I said elbowing him.  "I'm average height, you're the freakishly tall one."  

        "Ah!" he said, rubbing his ribs.  I smiled and walked out of the bathroom, placing the ice to my cheek.  

        "I''ll crash on the couch if that's okay," I said and started to look through my bags to see what Calum had thrown in.  Calum walked up behind me and picked up my bags.  

        "You're not sleeping on the couch," he said.  "You can take my room." I started to protest but Calum was already making his way up the stairs.  We walked down the hallway into Calum's room.  Calum's bedroom was just like any other teenage boy's.  It was fairly clean and had piles of video games piled high in front of a flat screen.  He had a beanbag chair and a desk with his guitars lined up at the back of the room.  His bed was across from the television and a big rug covered the floor at the foot of the bed.  "Welcome to my bedroom," he said and dropped my bags in the middle of the room.  "You can get ready in the bathroom," he said, pointing to the door beside the closet.  I nodded and took a t shirt and bottoms out of one of the bags, and a my make up bag from another.  I took a quick shower and changed into my pajamas, feeling clean and refreshed after the long day.  I sighed looking into the foggy mirror and all I could see was a tired, little beat up figure.  I walked out of the bathroom, putting my hair in a wet bun.  Calum was sitting on the ground already in his his pajamas, a gray muscle tank and black sweats.  He looked up from the TV and smiled.  "Nice shirt," he said pointing to my All Time Low shirt.  

        "Thanks," I said.  "I'm gonna sleep now," I said.  

        "I'll take the floor," we both said.  

        "I'm not going to kick you out of your own bed," I defended.  Calum shook his head.  

        "No it's fine.  I always fall asleep on the floor anyway," he said.  

        "No! I'm sleeping on the floor Calum!" I said back.  He huffed.  

        "Fine, I'm sleeping on the floor too," he said and grabbed the pillows.  I opened my mouth in shock.  

        "What? That doesn't fix anything!" I said.  

        "Well you're not taking my bed so this is how we're going to fix this," he crossed his arms.  I sighed.  

        "Fine, we'll just share the bed," I said, fully annoyed.  Calum cocked an eyebrow.  

        "Are you sure?" he asked.  I smirked.  

        "What, does sharing a bed with a girl make you nervous?" I joked.  Calum frowned and threw a pillow at me.  

        "No," he said, scratching the back of his neck.  "You make me nervous."  I smiled.  

        "Don't worry.  If you stay on your side, we won't have a problem," I laughed.  Calum smiled and made his way to one side of the bed.  We both slid under the covers and turned our backs to each other.  

        "Goodnight Y/N," he said.  

        "Goodnight Cal," I said back.  

        "Oh and if you touch me with your feet I will literally push you off this bed," I warned him.  He chuckled.  

        "Alright," he replied, seconds before placing his bare feet on the back of my legs.  

        "Gross Calum!" I said, shuddering and kicking his feet off me.  We both laughed and the room fell into peaceful silence.