5sos imagines

Calum - They arent all bad

"Are you going to the party on the weekend?" Luke asks as the two of you walk into class and take your usual a seats in the middle.

"I hate your stupid frat parties Luke." You huff and he laughs at you.

"Then why are you friends with us?" He chuckles and you roll your eyes. You and Luke were studying the same music courses and have a pretty good friendship - he's your best friend really.

"You're my only friend." You shrug as Mr Hill walks in and starts the class.

"Calum wants you there." Luke says and you blush furiously, turning away from Luke to focus on your work. Calum lived in the frat house with Luke and a few other guys and you stupidly have a huge crush on him. He's got the best body and he attracts all the girls. You two fooled around once when you both got drunk and since then you've really had a thing for him.

. . .

"This is a bad idea." You say to Luke as he impatiently waits for you to get ready.

"Just don't get drunk this time, it only gets bad when you get drunk." He states as you walk out and show him.

"No." He points for you to go back in and get changed again.

"What is wrong with everything I choose?" You say in annoyance.

"You're not showing enough skin." He says like it should be obvious and you glare at him.

"It's cold." You say simply and he gives you a cheeky smile.

"It won't be cold in the house." He pauses and looks at you thoughtfully. "Let me choose your outfit and if you don't like it you can go in that." He points at your jeans and low cut top you are currently wearing.

"Fine." You say and he happily gets up and starts flicking through your clothes. He takes out what he wants and puts them in your arms, lightly pushing you back into the bathroom.

"Luuukeeee..." You complain, seeing the black skirt and lace top.

"Put it on." He says firmly and you sigh, changing into it slowly, just to annoy him. You check the mirror before stepping out and his face lights up as you do.

"Uhh..." You look at him and he grins.

"These too. Calum will like this." He holds out your black leather boots and matching jacket. You give in to him, pulling on the boots and standing up, almost as tall as him but still about a head shorter. He takes your jacket and helps you put it on, quickly taking your hand and dragging you out into the night before you can protest.

As Luke drives there he plays music and you both sing along till the music blasting from the frat house drowns it out once you get there. Luke pulls into his claimed spot and drags you into the house, sitting you on a kitchen bench.

"I'm going to find Calum. Do. Not. Move." He says loudly in your ear so you can hear over the music. You nod as he hands you a drink and quickly disappears. You scan over the party from your high spot because the house is so open with barely and walls to block your view.

You look up to see Luke with Calum at the top of the stairs, Calum mouthing 'fuck' in awe as he spots you. You turn your attention to a very attractive male who is sliding his hand up your leg. Well Calum, how much do you want me? The guy tries to push your legs apart but you fold one over the other, making him annoyed. He continues to feel you up and you pretend not to notice Calum as you trail your fingers down this random guys arm.

"Who do you think you are coming into my house and feeling up my girl?!" He says angrily. Dragging the guy away from you. As soon as he recognises Calum he backs away, apologising. Let's say Calum has a reputation - not for beating people up so much as causing a scene and embarrassing the hell out of them.

"Since when am I your girl?" You say as he opens your legs and slides himself between them, pulling you close to his body. His hands slide up and down your thighs as his gaze wanders over your body.

"Since always. You know that." He looks up at you and smiles, gripping your waist and pulling you to the edge of the counter, your body pressed tightly to his.

"I don't think so Calum. We had sex once." You grin and he lifts the bottom of your shirt up, fingers lightly tracing over your skin.

"I'll prove you're my girl." He smiles.

"How?" You tilt your head, making your hair fall over your face. He brushes it away and softly kisses your nose.

"Go on a date with me?" He suggests hopefully and you grin.

"I don't think I want to." You giggle as he glares at you then moves away from you and climbs onto a chair and then the table.

"Excuse me everyone?!" He yells, gaining their attention as Luke turns the music down.

"Calum." You warn him but he just smiles and continues.

"I'd like to start by saying Y/N over her," he points to you and you blush, "is mine. But," he pauses dramatically and you sigh, getting a few looks, "she doesn't believe she's mine and when I asked her to go on a date with me she said no!" He gets a chorus of awws, mainly from the guys.

"Date him!" One guy yells and others agree.

"He's a nice guy!" Ashton adds from the back and you smother a laugh.

"Thank you for your time and help. You may go back to your partying." Calum says and Luke puts the music back on. Before he can get down to you, you slide off the bench and down your drink. You take Luke's drink from his hand as you walk past him, much to his shock, drinking out of that as you get lost in the crowd.

You're handed another drink as you join the typical truth or dare group, recognising a few other guys from the house, including Michael who is one of Luke's good friends. You're sat between two guys and the group seems happy to have another girl because they don't have many at all.

"Michael." The guy to your left addresses the coloured haired boy across the circle and his eyes lock onto you, something flashing in them as he looks at you.

"Dare." He states firmly, barely taking his eyes off you which the group seems to notice.

"I dare you to take our newbie her upstairs for a while." The guy tilts his head to you and Michaels smiles as he helps you to your feet and slings his arm around your waist, guiding your alcohol filled body up the stairs.

"What are you doing?!" Michael hisses as we get to the top of the stairs.

"What?" You ask, completely shocked.

"Calum really likes you and you just blew him off and started playing truth or dare like a drunk 12 year old. He actually likes you, which has never happened for Calum before Y/N. Stop hurting him like this." He stops at a door and opens it, pushing you in and shutting it behind you.

"Calum." You breathe, looking at the figure face down on the bed, tattoos showing by his lack of shirt.

"Go away Y/N." He mumbles into the pillow but you just walk over and sit on the edge of his bed, lightly squeezing his shoulder.

"Cal I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so harsh." You cringe, waiting for his outburst.

"Just leave me alone Y/N, really." He sighs, face still pressed to the pillow.

"Aw Calum don't be like that." You slowly move your fingers down his back to the waistband of his pants, harshly tugging on them to get his attention. You watch him roll over slightly and hold open his arm for you, face still pressed to the pillow. You take off the jacket and boots and lie down on your side. He slings his arm around your waist, pulling you close. You run your hand through his hair as he rests his head against your chest, curling up against your body as his legs tangle with yours.

"Y/N?" He mumbles.

"Yeah Cal?" You try to look down at him.

"Will you go on a date with me?" He asks shyly.

"Of course baby." You whisper, pulling him close as he sighs in relief.