"Y/N why do I have to come into every store?" Calum groans, as you enter another clothing store.
"Calum I told you to just stay home!" you sigh, "just go sit on the bench outside, all i need is a few more t-shirts".
"Fine" he sighs, sitting on the bench outside of the store as you walk inside and sift through the racks of shirts. You soon feel a tap on your shoulder, and turn around to face your best friend from back in high school, Andrew.
"Y/N?" he smiles.
"Andrew oh my god!" you grin, pulling him into a tight hug.
"How’ve you been?" Andrew smiles.
"Good actually! How about you?" you ask.
"Great!" he replies, and you two continue to talk for a good ten minutes, before an angry Calum comes into the store and protectively pulls you into his side.
"Oh sorry Cal, this is Andrew, my friend from high school, and Andrew, this is my boyfriend Calum" you smile.
"Hey!" Andrew grins.
"Hi" Calum mumbles.
"Well I should probably get going, talk to you later" Andrew smiles.
"Bye!" you wave as he walks off, and Calum roughly grabs your hand, dragging you into a nearby dressing room.
"Cal, what are you doing?" you ask.
"That dickhead was flirting with you" Calum growls, clenching his jaw.
"No Cal, let me explain, see Andrew’s-" you start, but Calum interrupts you by roughly pressing his lips to yours, his hands travelling down your sides.
"Cal seriously-" you start.
"Just shut up and touch me" Calum mumbles as he tugs off your shirt, pressing his lips roughly down your neck and around your collarbone.
His fingers slipped under the loose skirt you were wearing, trailing them slowly along your waistband, before roughly grabbing your hips as he grinds his hard-on against you.
"C-cal, just do something" you groan.
He pulled down his sweats, along with his boxers, teasingly running his tip against you.
"Calum- please" You beg.
"Not yet Y/N, get on your knees and suck me off" Calum smirks, leaning his back against the wall of the small dressing room. You grab him in your hand, moving slowly as you add your mouth, keeping your pace as Calum’s quiet moans echo through the small room. He soon grabs your head, hitting the back of your throat roughly each time, your gags only making him moan louder.
You pull your mouth off and press your lips against his. “Cal, sh, someone’s going to hear us” you whisper.
"Good, I want everyone to hear, especially Andrew” he sneers.
"Calum, you’re not listening to me he-" you start, but Calum slams himself into you, grinding his hips against yours as he presses your back against the wall.
"Jesus Calum" you moan loudly as he continuously slams himself into you, smirking to himself as you roughly grip his arms, throwing your head back in pleasure.
He pulls your leg over his shoulder, repeatedly hitting your spot at a rough and fast pace, curse words and moans falling out of both your lips.
"I-i’m close" you whimper, and Calum quickly pulls out, throwing his boxers back on.
"Calum what the hell!" you shout.
"You shouldn’t have flirted with Andrew" he smirks.
"Calum- Andrew’s gay!" you roll your eyes.
"Oh- well let’s just finish them" Calum smirks, backing you against the wall.
"No way Hood" you smirk, throwing your shirt back on before walking out of the dressing room, a pouty Calum following behind you.
