"Hopefully being roommates will settle your arguments."

“He threatened you?” Calum hissed through gritted teeth and I noticed that his biceps were flexed. “No, no he just… Just let it go, Calum” I answered before getting up and grabbing the doorknob; I then slowly pushed the door toward him to indicate that I wanted him to leave. He stopped it before it could close completely and forcefully shoved it open again before looking at me with angry eyes. “Do not fucking lie to me!” he screamed and I was afraid my brother would hear him but he continued. “What did that fucker say to you?” he asked and his tone made it very clear there was no way I could get away with a lie. “He didn’t… He just… He said things like if I didn’t agree to go on a date with him he’d find another way to spend alone time with me and that I probably wouldn’t like it…” I confessed and my eyes dropped to the floor. “What else?” he demanded and I lifted my eyes to see his face starting to redden; his fists were tightly clenched and I wasn’t sure I could tell him the worst part of the story. “What else did he fucking say, Alex, I’m not going to ask a third time” he harshly repeated and I jumped a little at his tone. “He just… Oh god, he said that if I didn’t learn how to shut my mouth he’d shove something down my throat that was big enough to make me choke.” I answered, totally unable to look at him in the eye. “Please don’t tell my brother, I’ll sort it out but if you tell Ashton it’s not going to end well at all, you know that, Calum, you know how bad he can be, I’ll take care of it” I started to beg. “You won’t take care of anything you stay the fuck away from him, do you hear me, Alex? I won’t tell Ashton but I swear if I see you near him again…” he left his sentence unfinished but gave me a meaningful look before turning around and leaving my room. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under his breath, but refused to take his hand from between my thighs.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Bailey Luke Daddy Kink [cover by @sweet-lemonade]

We were all born with a tattoo on our left wrist; a countdown to the exact moment we would first look into the eyes of our soul mate; and I was going to meet mine tonight, around 8. My parents were soul mates; my grandparents were too; my brother had met his a few months ago and he’d been ridiculously in love since then. Everything around me seemed to work out just the way it was supposed to but I couldn’t help but be really skeptical about the whole thing. A part of me thought that people felt like they had to spend the rest of their life with the person that stood in front of them when their timer read ‘O’ and therefor convinced themselves that they were in love. Love was more than that to me; and no tattoo was going to tell me who I had to give my heart to, that was for sure.