calum hood imagines

i knew it was wrong, but it felt right to me.

"So go ahead and tell me that there's nothing between us. Because I would say that you're wrong." Robbie shook her head, "No. You're right. You're right, Cal." How did we end up here?

"She's not my type.. she's..she's too-" "Too fat?" In which Calum Hood is forced to try and fix the band's reputation with a girl he isn't attracted to.

COMPLETED | "Make me feel like I am breathing, feel like I am human."

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

dickaphobia; (n) the fear of dicks and being creeped out by them. © sleepydrummers 2k15 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. #26 in Humor/#129 in Fanfiction

❝i don't know whether it was the way she bit her bottom lip in concentration, her eyebrows furrowed to focus on one spot, her straight jet black ponytail swayed every movement she made, or how her brown almond shaped eyes squinted. all i know is that i found myself becoming more than willing to get injured just to see her again.❞ {lowercase intended} Published: 19/06/14 ©calumrejects

"how much do you know?" "too much for both of our likings." || © dimple-ashton all rights reserved

Life gets colorful sometimes, Pink, yellow, and if you so desire, green; Post-its below fridge magnets- Forgetfulness wiping cognitive boards cleans.