The Past Is In The Past||Calum Hood

Chapter Five

The rest of the date involved a lot of kissing. Calum Hood is a great kisser, wait, Calum Hood is an immense kisser.

I didn’t want to ever leave this candle-lit cave. I wanted to grow old here. Here with Calum. I know I know, moving a bit fast aren’t you Isla? But you didn’t kiss him. When it got to about eleven o’clock we realised we should probably leave, seeing as it is a Sunday after all.

The ride home wasn’t silent for a second. We spent it playing eye spy and laughing, but mostly laughing. This boy was hilarious, and I couldn’t get enough of him. Halfway through the drive he offered to hold my hand, however I declined because I did have to go home; I’d prefer to do it alive.

We pulled up in my drive and I just sat for a bit, trying to think of things to do or questions to ask, just so I could spend a little longer time with Calum. I wasn’t every good at this obviously because he noticed my procrastination.

“I’ll walk you to your door,” he told me. My mother must be working nights because there is no car here. I agreed to his offer and climbed out the car. He waiting for me in front of the bonnet and put out his hand, signalling me to hold it. We walked up to my front door hand in hand in a peaceful silence. Thankfully, I have an abnormally long drive, so this took a while.

When we finally reached my front door we turned to face other. Cal grabbed both my hands with his and looked in my eyes. He half smiled and looked away. I would have probably looked away too, if I hadn’t been already lost in his eyes.

“Thanks for the lovely night,” I chirped. Cal gave me a look that said ‘its okay’ and then let go of my hands. I was hoping to get at least a “You’re welcome, good night.” But apparently not, he ever said a word.

Sadly, I turned the key and stepped inside my house. I thought the date went well, why had I not got a goodnight kiss? Because to be honest, that’s what I wanted. I looked out the window in my door to see Calum still stood there, looking sad and staring at the floor. For some reason, seeing this caused lust to fill my body.

 I swung open the door and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him closer. I kissed him passionately, I think this shocked him at first, but he did kiss back. I was taller than him because I was still stood inside my house. I jumped up and he caught me. We were now in a position that can only be best described as a piggy back, but on the front. We continued to kiss and kiss until he stepped inside my house, still carrying me and threw me against the wall. I loved that because it made feel like he had control.

We kissed against the wall for ages, he began kissing my neck and collar bones and I began to run my fingers through his hair. He somehow must have known neck kissing was a weakness of mine because it caused me to moan. The urge to rip his clothes off and sex right there and then was very difficult to fight, but I knew I couldn’t. It is only the first date!

The fact that I was even kissing him was a shock to me. Ever since I stopped being a slut, I became frigid. I wouldn’t even so much as high five someone, ever mind explore their mouth with my tongue. I hate all human contact, but somehow Calum made me forgot that.

We must have been kissing for ages because I heard the clock in the kitchen chime twelve times. It was midnight. However this didn’t stop Calum. I tried to catch my breath and he carried on to kiss my neck.

“You best go home, Cal.” I told him trying to sound as less moody as possible. He stopped kissing my neck and looked up at me. He then put me down and headed for the door. I caught a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror, wow did I look rough. My hair is a complete mess and my lips are bright red. Oh how I haven’t missed this sight.

I opened the door for Calum and he stepped out. He walked a few steps and then turned to look at me. He smiled.

“What?” I asked him, confused to why we were smiling.

“You called me Cal!” he replied grinning now more than ever, I smiled back at him. And with that he climbed into his car and drove off. I stood by the door until I could no longer near the car’s engine.

I walked upstairs, threw on my pyjamas, and went to bed. With huge smile on my face, I don’t think I have ever gone to bed happier.