cryp·tic [krip-tik]: secret; obscure in meaning With twenty six letters, she composed words that placed the fragility of her life into the hands of someone else. With those same twenty six letters, he formed pleas for her to stay. (#151 in Fanfiction) © 2013 by isohlate. || All rights reserved.
"We're in your dorms Calum!" I exclaimed as he lifted me up onto his low dresser and started kissing down my neck. "What about your roommate?" I asked pushing him back. "Oh come on, you saw me put an X on the whiteboard on the door." He said with a smirk running his hands up my thighs and to my hips. "Yeah I noticed...
She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels
bluelikesyou: so i heard you like bad girls bluelikesyou: im bad at everything © cigxrettemuke 2015 (book three of five)
"You're scaring me.." I said with a heavy breath while he slowly backed me into the wall. He lifted my hand and kissed it like he's left an important piece onto my skin. "You're mine. Forever, and ever." he whispered. And with that he got up and walked away, like nothing even happened.
As Amelia stands in front of Room 413 she knows she's about to come face to face with her biggest problem. Calum Hood. It's not the first time they've met, and it won't be the last... "I love the players, and you love the game."
