The Ruse ||Calum Hood

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"You're going to be late for your meeting." I mumbled against his lips.

"I don't care." Calum tore away to respond. He deepened the kiss, hands exploring my body making their way to my thighs.

"Woah, dude. We're in your office, anyone could walk in." I said, pulling away resting my hands on his chest to put a few inches in between us.

"Oh, is that such a bad thing?" He teased, the crinkles by his eyes appeared as he laughed at my expression. "I could put a sock on the door."

I shook my head, slipping off his desk to rearrange the papers he had flung to the side as soon as I entered the room. "Go to your meeting."

"Alright, alright." His brown orbs quickly scanned his watch. "You're meeting your friend tonight, so I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye Calum." He placed a soft peck on my cheek before slipping out of his office, I watched as he stopped to say hello to each and every one of his colleagues. The boys had mentioned the change in Calum's demeanour ever since we officially got together, it warmed my heart to hear that but I couldn't help but feel guilty still.

My phone's vibration pulled me out of deep thoughts, I wasn't surprised to see several messages from Ashlee. For the last month or so due to my busy schedule as Evelyn, I had barely seen any of her and she had been extremely vocal about that. To appease her and because I had missed her company, we had finally agreed to meet up.

I'm just finishing my shift, I should be at yours in fifteen minutes x

See you then x

I rushed home to hide away all of Evelyn clothes and cosmetics and threw on something that made me Tristen. Now dressed in a casual jumpsuit I headed downstairs to ready the living room for an eventful evening. Tonnes of junk food had been stuffed onto the coffee table as an episode of Grey's Anatomy played in the background.

The door bell rang seconds later and I rushed to open it, my best friend with a bag of liqueur in her hand squealed as she laid eyes on me.

"Hey, hey, stranger." She said, pulling out several cans of strawberry daquiris. "I am your best, best friend ever, I know. They make this shit in cans so I no longer have to make them myself."

She stepped inside removing her coat and jacket to place it on the hanger. She headed straight for the living room, attention instantly grabbed as she recognised Dr Jackson Avery's beautiful face on my television screen. Ashlee squealed, leaping onto my sofa.

"You are forgiven."

For the rest of the evening we continued to binge watch the TGIT line up whilst over indulging with many drinks and too much junk food. My mind however was somewhere else, Calum wouldn't stop messaging me I could tell he was excited we just got back together, as was I.

"Tris, really? You've been on your phone all night, you never pass up the opportunity to binge watch TGIT. Unless there's a guy." Ashlee gasped and stood up she started clawing for my phone which I was holding on for death life.

The only downside to our friendship was that we had known each other for over ten years, meaning she knew all my weaknesses. She dug her fingers into my sides and started tickling me, to which I responded with loads of giggles. The phone began to slip from my grip, allowing her to snatch it from me with ease.