Babysitter | Calum Hood

Babysitter | Calum Hood

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"If you really think I'm revolting or a complete asshole, then why don't you quit? Huh? C'mon tell me, Princess," Calum questioned, towering over me with a smirk that was constantly toying at his lips. I knew I would regret my answer later. But in that moment, with Calum's specific scent of mint and an undertone of cigarettes filling my nose, I spoke whatever I wanted. Maybe it was the smell that clouded my thoughts and keeping me from using a filter with my thoughts. "I can't quit because you make me feel some sort of way. I don't know what this stupid feeling is. All I know for certain is that I'm not going anywhere until I figure out what the hell this emotion is."
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“You have 16 days.” “Why only 16 days?” He questioned. “Because,” I pause and take a deep breath. “It took me 16 days to decide to kill myself.” Copyright © 2014 cliffocuddles All Rights Reserved -Alternate Universe-

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