We had been laying there for hours, he was asleep but I had not been able to sleep. It was like 2:30 in the morning and I was growing uncomfortable in Calums strong grip. I kept wiggling around in a attempt to get somewhat comfortable but I couldn't. He started to make noises which meant that he was about to wake up.
"Grace go to bed," He mumbled without opening his eyes.
"I can't," I stated.
His eyes fluttered open and he let go out me, propping himself up on his elbow next to me.
"Whats wrong?" He asked.
"I don't know. I just can't sleep," I explained.
"I can make you tired, you know," He said. I knew what he was implying.
He brought his hand up to caress my cheek with his finger tips.
I looked him in the eyes.
"If you want to," He added.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I opened them back up and met his eyes.
"Calum," I said to get his attention.
"What?" He asked.
"How long will it take to get over me?" I asked.
"I don't think I will get over you," He sighed, "You're special ."
I looked at the ceiling.
He leaned closer to me and kissed my shoulder.
"I know you don't think you're anything special but you really are," He whispered.
He kissed my jawline.
"And if you don't believe me then I will be glad to prove it to you."
He kissed my cheek, "Because you are."
He moved his face so it was right in front of mine. Our lips were only centimeters from touching. He leaned it to fill the gap between us and kissed me slowly.
I kissed him back, I know I shouldn't admit it but I really do miss his lips.
He climbed on top of my body, straddling me.
He deepened the kiss. I moaned his name softly.
"Shh," He mumbled against my lips.
He pulled away and looked in my eyes.
I whined at his sudden move.
"You're still drunk," He said.
"So what," I said.
"I'm not taking advantage of you. It's not right," He explained.
I groaned and pushed on his chest so that he would get off of me.
Once he was off I turned so that I was laying on my side with my back to him.
"I know you think I'm just being a jerk for leaving you hanging and all but I can't do that to you," He said.
He moved so that his chest was to my back and lazily roped his arms around me. His face was in my hair and I could feel his breathing on my neck.
I slowly drifted to sleep without another word to him.
"Goodnight babygirl," Was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.
(9:00 am)
When I woke up Calum was awake. He was sitting up in the bed doing something on his phone. I turned to my other side so that I was facing him. His eyes wondered from his phone to me.
"Morning," He chirped.
I rolled my eyes and crawled out of bed.
"Whats wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing," I muttered.
He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back.
"Tell me," He demanded softly.
"No," I stated.
"Why?" He asked, "You can tell me anything."
"I don't want to tell you," I said.
He pouted, "Fine."
I pulled my wrist from his grip and started to walk towards the door. I opened the door and went across the hall Luke and Mikeys room.
I slammed Calums door and knocked on Luke's door.
"Morning," Michael greeted.
"Morning," I replied.
I walked in and Ash and Luke were eating cereal.
I fell back onto Michaels bed and groaned.
"Tough night?" Ash asked.
"Mhm," I mumbled.
"Calum?" He asked.
"Yep,"I sighed.

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FanfictionGrace Parker, Calum Hood's girlfriend, has a rather hateful relationship with Luke Hemmings.