𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

"𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭."

[ idea by @xoxokiaraaxoxo ]

you walked into your shared apartment, and immediately something was most definitely off. calum wasn't in the practice room like usual when you got home from work.

you took off your shoes and placed your purse on the counter. luke and ashton were writing songs at ashton's house, and michael was supposed to be working on rhythms with calum. but you saw neither.

you sighed and walked up the stairs, just wanting to take a shower and go to bed. it had been a long day, and you had a giant coffee stain on your shirt, which you wanted to get out of immediately.

just when you were about to open the door, you heard something you wish you didn't hear.

"god baby faster."

immediately your expression dropped into a frown, and your heart skipped beats as you opened the door.

just like you had expected, there calum was, with someone else. you could see long blonde hair from under him.

he quickly turned around when he saw you, and quickly hid his body, covering himself under the blankets, "y/n, you weren't supposed to be home until seven."

tears started to roll down your face, "yea. short shift i guess."

you turned around and slammed the door. you had nothing you wanted to say to him.

tears were falling down your face, and you couldn't control them. your face was soaked with tears by the time you reached the kitchen.

before you could slip on your shoes, there calum was, in his boxers, quickly climbing down the stairs.

"babe please don't leave."

you rolled your eyes, grabbing your purse from the counter, "i'm going to luke's house. i'll get my things tomorrow. and tell your side chick you weren't very fun in bed."

you opened the door, and quickly slammed it shut, rattling the windows.

before you could get to your car, calum opened the door, still in his boxers, "babe i didn't mean it."

then he whispered, "babe come on. tell her."

this intrigued you, so you turned around, quickly wiping the tears from your eyes.

and there michael was. a blonde wig was on his head, and he had your lingerie and bra on.

"michael gordon clifford."

you wanted to punch calum in the face. you wanted to cry in relief and hug him at the same time.

"we got you good." calum smiled, looking at you, smiling his perfect smile.

"you're an idiot calum hood." you sighed and put your head on his chest.

"you really think i'd cheat on you? with that?" calum pointed to michael, who was still standing there, twirling his blonde wig.

"shut up." you smiled, "and michael, please take my underwear off."

he pouted, "but i feel so sexy." he put a hand on his hip and smiled.

calum grabbed your hand, and put his mouth by your ear, "if you really think i'm bad in bed, you should light some candles."

"i heard that you nasty."