Summer //hood//

8. The Wedding Date (pt.3)

"You can't be serious," Calum hissed at Claire. His eyes were fixed on Summer who had the similar annoyed face on her face.

"What?" Claire's gaze flickered between both of them.

"Claire, please tell me Mrs. Hood's son is not this asshole," Summer said in barely whispered voice but apparently Calum could hear what she said.

"You call me asshole one more time, I swear I will-", Calum said as he walked towards Summer and Claire.

Claire took a step forward and put her hands on Calum's chest. "Calum, be nice. Please?" She pleaded.

Claire could feel how stiff Calum's body was. His jaw was clenched tightly and his face was reddened because of his anger. He was trying to fight the urge to yell at Summer. Calum looked at Claire's pleading eyes and he quickly looked away.

Summer just crossed her arms over her chest. She still couldn't believe that she would meet the asshole that could change her sunny day to the cloudy ones. If she knew that Mrs. Hood's son would be this asshole, she would drag her cousin forcefully from London instead so she could have a date for Claire's wedding.

Calum brushed past Claire and Summer to the outside of the restaurant, trying to get himself calm from the anger because of his meeting with Summer. Claire sighed and looked at Summer. She smiled apologetically to her.

"Let me talk to him first, yeah?" Claire asked Summer then she walked out of the restaurant, leaving Summer behind before she could respond.

Summer sighed defeatedly. She took a seat and started to rub her temples, trying to make herself calm.

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Calum was outside of the restaurant, pacing back and forth with his arms crossed over his chest. Claire walked out seconds later with a look of disbelief on her face.

"What the hell happened in there?" Claire's voice came out louder than she intended. Some people who walked past by them stared at them with confusion.

Claire may looked like a calm, elegant and cheerful lady but when she was mad or displeased because of something, she was far away from calm, elegant and cheerful.

Calum stopped walking and he just looked to the ground. He kept his mouth in a straight line. He wasn't in the mood to talk right now.

"Calum?" Claire said in a stern voice.

Calum sighed and looked at Claire. She didn't look pleased with the last event. "We've met before," Calum said hesitantly.

"And? Why did she call you as an asshole?" Her eyebrows raised at Calum and she tapped her foot impatiently against the concrete.

"She bumped into me twice at the airport, okay?" Calum was still annoyed that Summer had the guts to call him as an asshole.

Claire raised her right eyebrow to Calum, wanting him to continue his story.

"She bumped into me twice at the airport in London and New York. She made my phone fall with screen first planted to the ground in London. Then she made me fall to the ground pretty hard in New York. I was- no, still am, really pissed with her clumsiness," Calum started to ramble.

"If that girl goes with me to your wedding, God knows what will happen next. Maybe I will fall from the ship because of her clumsiness or even worse," Calum said with his hands made some movement in the air.

Claire looked at him with no expression at all. Calum was hoping that Claire would agree with him about Summer's clumsiness.

"That's it?" Claire asked unamused.