Sweet Escape // Calum Hood

2. Let's Skip

Seven days have passed after the all 'Don't ever fall in love with him' things. I haven't seen Calum since then. My best friends and I have been getting closer and closer everyday. They all make sure I didn't go near Calum. Every lunch time, I will continue my skecth of Kellin Quinn or making a new sketch on the roof.

Today have been one exhausting day, two test in the first two period. I make my way to the roof of this building. As I reach the last step to the roof I see a figure, his back faced me. I walk to that figure and sat beside it. As I look at who it was, I'm shocked.

"Holy fudge cake!" He shouts.

"Calum. Why are you here? And smoking? Really?" I asked. "You look more like a slob who always sleep and eat not doing things like this... Your face is too squishy for a bad boy..."

"I'm punk rock, I do what I want, Ev." He blows the smoke once again.

I laughed, "Punk Rock? More like a 5 years old trying to understand what punk rock means." I continue to laugh.

"You want a prove? Come here." He throws the cigarette away and motioning me to come closer.

"What? You want to rape me?" I raised my eyebrow. "OH MY HOLY PIZZA!! RAPIST! RAP--" He cups my mouth with his hand.

"Don't be too loud." He demand as he let my mouth live again.

"That's what he said." I joked.

"Since when there is a that's what he said joke?" He asked.

"Since this idiot who loves making jokes exist." I pointed at myself.

"You call yourself idiot?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Why? It's the truth, well not really but at least I admit that I'm not perfect." I said.

"You're so funny." He laughs really loud making his eyes look smaller than it already is.

We continue the conversation with some jokes and me sharing my sandwich with Calum. Well, I never really share food with stranger. So, this is a really odd event. His laugh is the funniest thing on earth, I admit. I finally get to know a little bit about he like, he loves to play guitar or bass and sing, he loves puppies, etc. But I feel the wall he builds around him, He doesn't want people to know so many things about him. And from the things he told me, it's only the basic information. But I just shrug it off, don't wanna go to the overthinking mode.

"Hey, what's this?" He asked taking something beside me, my sketchbook.

"Oh, it's nothing..." I trailed.

"Can I see?"

"No." I answers. He starts to give me the puppy face. He's really good at it.

"Come on, Alexandria." Where did he know my middle name?

"Shut up, Thomas." I know his middle name from the mighty Mr. Know-it-all, Luke Hemmings.

He slowly opens it with grin plastered on his face, glancing from the book to me. He looks at it like child on Halloween. "Woah, Eve." He stops at one page and in that page there is a sketch of Kellin Quinn face half skull that I've been working on since a long time ago.

"You're good at this." He said with amazement. "Can you make a sketch of me?"

"I don't think so," I look up to the sky, stare blankly at it.

"Why not though?" He asked, raising his eyebrow. "Is it because you are too afraid if it turns out making this handsome face looks ugly?"

"Well, to be honest, your face is not handsome." I glance at him, seeing a frown suddenly appears on his face. "Your face looks cute and squishy, nothing near masculine or handsome."