She had to admit. she was very excited. it was almost 3:00 and her heart was racing. she didn't like calum - not anymore - but she used to. she used to have a big crush on calum ever since. she doesn't have one now. she was over calum.
but how can you not resist calum hood. for her calum was like a bad ass penguin. she would always say, " he looks so bad ass in the inside but he's such a ball of sunshine in the inside. just like a penguin."
her bio class was finished. she peaked at the back of the room, to see calum waiting for her by the door. her stomach erupts with butterflies. her green eyes flickr to see calum's brown ones.
she heads out of class.
" hey " calum says, leaning on the door frame. his position made his arms very prominent and muscular, which may or may not have turned her on.
" hey," she says pulling a strand of hair to the back of her ear.
calum step-by-step tried to hold her hand. he succeeded. chaise didn't mind. his hand actually felt nice on her. she liked the warmth and the calmness. unlike wen luke would hold her, so much passion and sexual tension.
calum and chaise arrive at a little ice cream parlor. they sit in a booth on the far corner.
" what flavor ?" he asks
" chocolate mint," I smile
he nods and walks to the counter.
She pulls out her phone and texts Mikey.
;; to punk rock ;;
I'm with calum. oh my god mike!
;; from punk rock ;;
I thought you didn't like him anymore?
;; to punk rock;;
I know but you can't just pass out on a date with calum hood!
;; from punk rock ;;
alright alright!
;; to punk rock ;;
we're going to the club tonight okay.
;; from punk rock;;
yay!!
she puts down her phone, seeing calum coming back to the booth with the ice creams.
" thanks cal," She grins
" anything for you love" he says. he grins and the whole parlor lights up.
" this taste so good hmmm" I moan.
" are you moaning?" he cocks an eyebrow.
I laugh, " only bc it taste good okay. leave me alone hoodlum" after the words came out her mouth, She regretted it immediately.
he laughs. his laugh was adorable." you called me hoodlum," he laughs harder.
both had a lot in common.
they liked the same music, they hate waking up early. and a lot more.
the both went their deprecate ways. they didn't forget to exchange numbers so that was good.
chaise hurried home, finding michael sitting on her mother's couch - used to be - she waves hi at him. michael waves back.
" help me pick my outfit, mike!" chaise exclaims, happily.
"not again," michael sighed. this happened all the time. michael was always her judge in what to wear. you couldn't blame her. michael did have very good taste.
" you know you like to see me in dresses. don't deny it Mikey," she smirks and winks.
" maybe," he called out.
after an hour of finding a nice dress to wear she puts on her make up and they both leave.
they arrived the not so packed club . both start to dance. as clumsy as chaise could get she knocked down someone's drink.
oh crap.
she says a timid sorry and runs to where michael was being the whore he was.
" michael!" she shouts over the music.
" what?" he yells
" you know that guy!" she points out to the guy who she had spilled his drink.
" yeah isn't he the boy who likes to stay alone? ashton??" he wasn't sure.
I'm fucked, she wanted to say
dedicated to alec5sos bc he's on point!
it seems like chaise is a whore here but she's actually not. it seems confusing. we'll understand as the story proceeds.
// a l i z a //
