Pov Levi
'Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?' I ask just to tease him a bit more.
He groans my name and claims to be focussing on something.
'Ohh.. the way you said my name I l..'
*Click* 'liked that..'I stare at the phone inside of my hands.. did he really?
'He hung up?' I say a bit surprised.
I really didn't expect him to dare such a thing.. the poor thing is clearly afraid of me, yet he dared to hang up.
'Wait really?' Grayson who had been listing to the whole conversation starts laughing, 'He.. hung up on.. you? That's just golden humour!'
'I wasn't done talking with him.'
'He was.'
'Gray you better start running right around.. now.'
'Don't you have someone to call though?'I mentally roll my eyes and redial the number.
'I should have put the most annoying ring tone on it and I should have turned the volume all the way up,' I say while waiting for him to pick up.
Which he does.. after fifteen minutes.. he really pushed himself off the edge.
'Did you really hang up on me?'
'I'm free sucker!' He shouts excited.
'I consider you to be the sucker here though.'
His excitement fades as quickly as it came when he speaks, 'What do you want? I'm already late for work.'
'I wanted to discuss that through the phone but since you hung up on me.. I'm going to tell you face to face.'
'Yea no.' I snicker shortly at his reply.
'It's not like you have a choice, we should have a cup of.. coffee.'
'Again.. no.'
'See you at four, I think you know where to be.'
The sound of a clearly annoyed groan is heard through the phone.
'Calum.. don't keep me waiting.'
'Yea.. right.. whatever.. bye.' *click*'I swear.. he hung up on me.. again!'
'People tend to act differently through the phone.'I ignore him and call Calun.. again.
'I thought we were done?' His voice is weirdly croaky. 'Did you hurt your throat sweetheart?' 'It's just a bit sore.'
'Next time you hang up on me I'll make sure you're whole body is sore.'And this time.. I'm the one who hangs up. Justice.
'
'Okay so.. we've been sitting here for more than half hour.. can you just get to the point?' The annoyance in his voice makes my lips curl up.
'You were late so you're suffering with me now.' 'There's nothing I could do about that, I was working a..'
'You were working over time it was your second day.. you should've fought back otherwise you'll be sleeping there within the first month.'
'I was working over time because SOMEHOW I was late.'A grin covers my face.
'Look I would love to get to the point but that's not going to happen here.. that's going to happen in your house.'
'Why my house?' 'They're keeping an eye on mine.' 'No,' he starts, 'I was.'
'You?' I hide a laugh.
'I actually still should be doing that,' he says a bit nervously.
'So because you were late you have house watching duty?'
'Something like that,' he mumbles.
'If you give me your phone, microphones and everything else they can reach you with or you can take photos with.. you can come to mine.'I didn't expect him to accept that offer though.
'
'That's everything?' He nods.
'If I find out that's a lie you will wake up with some serious bruises.'
He swallows quietly but loudly enough for me to hear.
'Did you forgot something?'
Carefully he hands me a small camera. 'Good boy,' I whisper.He looks around.. scanning my place.
'Like what you see? Do you want a tour?' 'Why?'
'Don't let the enthusiasm kill you, since you clearly don't want to.. I will do it later.'
He gives me a confused glare.
'What?' I reply.
'I thought you were going to drag me around.'
'The only places you should see are my living room and bedroom so.. it can wait.'
'You're a bit of douche aren't you?'In a quick motion I have the boy pinned against the wall.
'S..sorry.'
When he stutters when I'm close.. when his body slightly shift every time I touch him.. when his eyes avoid mine.. it just feels amazing. I never fought against someone who's afraid of me.. but now that someone is.. I will happily use it.
'Can you.. get to the point?'
'What did I tell you yesterday about rushing me?'
'You wouldn't let me sleep.'
I chuckle quietly. 'You remembered?'
'Guess I'm a good listener after all.'I place my finger under his chin and push his head slightly up.
'I didn't really like it when you hung up on me.. neither did I like it when you were late.' 'Just tell me what you..'
His body trembles when I pin his hands against the wall as well.
Most importantly how his knees are slightly bending and shivering.. he's weak in his knees.
One little push on the inside of one of them and he would be either on his knees or the ground.. but I'm not doing that to him.. yet.Suddenly he pushes me back and escapes my grip.. I didn't expect that from him. Due to my surprised reaction I freeze in place.
He starts running towards my door.
'Come back you little..' 'Bye!'
'Calum I swear!' I go after him.
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