Calumfic Stories

In which a boy by the name of Calum Hood attempts to impress a girl by the name of Delilah Ferren. And quite possibly fails miserably.

he misunderstood the rules, and thats when they came falling.

nikki is supposed to be a girl with class, grace and poise. but no, she is a girl that loves punk rock, does what most girls can't do. but to calum, she is a girl that makes him the happiest he could be. © boyfriendmichael ; hannah [ short story ]

• wanderlust • noun • a strong desire to travel Finn lives in a different city every week. She wants to see the world, and nobody can make her settle down. But is that about to change?

"I don't know what I'm more afraid of, to see you again, or to never see you again."

; all it took was four text messages to a random number found in the back of the auditorium

I'm just a loser a reject a nothing ...... compared to him

what if you became friends with a person online, thinking that when you'd meet them, it'd be a complete happy ending but instead it was the complete opposite? But after months of just not talking to the person, you decide to click just one button and it changes everything for the two of you? © niallengar

"yesterday all night long I thoght of you while i was burning There was a moment when I thought that my heart would stop My hands held each other while I was caressing the yearn full missing of you How i wanted how i wanted as crazy I kept fantasizing your warm breathe Please come please come a last time" sezen aksu-seni istiyorum

He's so tall, and handsome as hell. He's so bad, but he does it so well. He's also a fuckboy, so none of that matters.

“You see, even the most distinct people have something in common.” “Strangely enough, that does not apply to us, sweetie.” ;

Most stories of romance start off steady, then hit hard with the lovers' colliding, then it will have a lovely, heart-pounding climax, and end in an epic state that leaves you weeping. However, the story of mine and Calum's started off quite plain and unexpectedly, but it was extraordinary nonetheless. Ours was simple. A simple epic.

"i would be careful, miss evans, because, if that boy reaches 1%, he's dust."