1983 c.h. (au)

7: dirty little secrets

Calum had plastered on a sarcastic smile and paced in front of Charlie with his hand behind his back much like a detective would. "You see Charlie Brown, by the way that's your new nickname, all that you've heard about me is unfortunately true."

"Are you proud of that?" Charlie didn't know what to think. As far as she had heard, people feared Calum. Girls did everything they could to try and catch him.Calum could be seen as a pantydropper. Charlie could see why because he was so damn attractive. But she couldn't see why Calum would keep this reputation of a bad person. It's the stereotypical idea of high school and that's something Charlie didn't like. The Calum that she had met and is becoming friends with is different from the Calum that people always talked about.

"No. I'm not proud of it. I want to change so badly. No one knew and I myself didn't even know if I was capable of change. Until you came along. I wasn't like this and I hate it to be completely and utterly fucking honest." Calum leaned against one of her four bed posts.

"Why? Why did you change to everyone's idea of a badass?" Charlie furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She really didn't know much about Calum Hood. It intrigued her that he kept a lot locked away.

"Because I was mourning the loss of my girlfriend. And I was never good with the tear-tear-cry-sob thing. And unfortunately the rumours about sleeping around with half of San Fran are true. That's where they started. I met Luke,Mike,and Ash at a party and we all got wasted together. This was a continuous cycle until I tried to pull myself together a few months ago. And that's when I noticed a girl. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid my looking holes on. And I thought that I had to change for her." Calum crookedly smiled at his speech. He had felt relieved that a heavy weight was lifted off his chest. "That's just some of my dirty little secrets." He shrugged playing it off. "What's your backstory? Who do you want to change for?"

Charlie's eyes sank down to her wrists covered with bracelets. "I was only 16 when I found my best friend Olivia hanging from a tree. No one is ever supposed to see there best friend dead. Especially not in that way. She was my partner in crime. My number one bae. And she never told anyone that she was sad or depressed or upset. And I feel like a fool for not noticing until it was too late." Charlie had to blink back tears but some escaped down her cheeks. Calum reclaimed his spot next to her and laced their fingers together urging her to continue. "When she died, everything stopped. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep. I didn't do anything. It makes me sad to live on in a world without Olivia. She was everything to me. We had so many inside jokes and did everything together. She was so spontaneous and outgoing and so was I. Like we used to go to parties every weekend and get high off the blunts from the girls in the bathroom stalls. Anyway," Charlie paused again letting the tears fall. "I was closed off to the world because everything reminds me of her and I miss her so much Cal. So I became a recluse and no one could get me to do anything. Up until last week. Phoenix dragged me to a party and I had laid my eyes upon a very beautiful man while sucking on my lollipop. And I want to get better for him." Charlie choked out the rest and tried to stop crying.

"You're finally getting around to the homework." Calum tried lightening the mood a little bit and to say the least it worked. "This song is my absolute favourite besides SW." Calum reached behind her and turned the volume up on the white beats pill. "It's called W.D.Y.W.F.M. That's stands for What do you want from me?" Calum stated proudly then laid flat on her pink comforter. Charlie repeated his actions and fit perfectly under the protection of his loving arms. "Don't tell anyone about our love story or you'll be just another regret."

"Just another regret. Hope that you can keep it. My Dirty Little Secret."

"Who has to know?" Calum pressed more light kisses to her temple softly as they fell asleep to the sound of rain outside and the slow songs being sung sweetly.

So what if they had differences. They were each others dirty little secrets.