"I'm tired"
I looked over from my phone to the leaning figure by the door. Calum was sweaty and a hot mess. I took it as a queue to stand up and grab a towel but instead of giving it to him, I threw it at his face.
"Why thank you, that's so nice of you" he sarcastically smiled. I rolled my eyes in return before giving him a glare.
He pulled his shirt over his head and walked towards me, collapsing at the couch beside me, "What did I do to deserve someone like you?" he chuckled.
"Ah, you like it when a girl throws towels at you. Nice type, Hood, nice type" he rolled his eyes at my reply and pulled me closer to his side. I pulled out a face of disgust when I got closer to his sweaty state.
"You stink" I chuckled whilst he started smelling hisself taking in whatever scent there was, "I'm gonna have a shower, wanna join?" He teased, getting up and winking at my direction.
"Not with that smell"
When he got out to shower, I took it as an opportunity to lay down and close my eyes. I drifted to sleep not long after.
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He was a hyperactive dork. I decided to stay in their dressing rooms while they were on stage so there was this tv where you can see them but you couldn't actually hear much. I stared at their figures, most of the time Calum, I realized that he's finally cracked that shell of his and puberty had hit him hard. He looked better than before, I know I've said it like million times but it was true. The fact that the school didn't tolerate his blonde tips because they looked horrible before? Now I could stare at him having those blonde streaks until it becomes my cause of death. Or it already is.
They started to bid their goodbyes to the crowd as Michael started throwing picks and towels. The door swung open revealing 4 sweaty boys. Calum's eyes brightened up and practically tackled me down the floor for a hug. "Get off of me please? You stink" I pleaded.
He looked down at me, folding his lips into a pout and opening his eyes wider resembling a puppy. I shook my head keeping my hands pushed on his chest.
"Can the happy couple please get a room?" Luke groaned, heading to the bathroom.
Calum only looked at him and mumbled something along the lines of 'you're just jealous i'm not with you' before looking back at me to leave a soft peck on my lips. He got up as well as me, except he got a towel and relaxed on the couch while I stood up and stared at him, "what?"
"You're tired af" I joked, receiving a long speech slash whining from Michael, who said he hated 'af'. I rolled my eyes and sat next to my best friend, closing my eyes at the process.
I felt hands make their way to mine, I accepted their request to intertwine with mine, smiling at Calum's slight squeeze. I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling his fast heartbeat and mine almost skipping beats. "I love you"
