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calumsdaydream · 5 years
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this is a Calum Hood AU.
keep in mind it’s my first one so go easy on me
it’s vv soft and I cried while writing this so enjoy.
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you’ve always been ashamed of your body.
you know you’re not fat, but you can’t help but think that you’re not good enough for calum. You are convinced he is absolutely the most beautiful thing that has ever walked the earth, and you, you could never match up to how breath-taking he is.
you’ve been in a relationship for about four months now, and you can’t help but think that you’ve let him down. You’re not some skinny 5’ 8 brunette with a model figure. You don’t have straight A’s and you’re not high on the social patriarchy of highschool.
on this particular night, you’re sitting in your room, cocooned in your big white comforter, looking on Instagram at all of the obviously more beautiful girls at your school, that calum, really, could have in the blink of an eye. you knew it was bad for your mental health, but you couldn’t help it. you just felt so down. Before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face, as you silently sobbed into your duvet. Your mind constantly wandered around the thought that calum would leave you for someone else. It just made you so sad.
there was so much negativity swimming around your brain that you didn’t even notice the door to your room creak open, or the man -occupied by your thoughts- walk in and sit on the edge of your bed. he couldn’t take seeing you so sad, for he longed to see your -in his eyes- breathtaking smile, so he crawled over to the other side of your bed, and lay down next to you. Calum scooped you up with both of his arms, and set you into his lap, letting you melt into his body.
you weren’t even surprised or scared when he took ahold of you, simply because the very moment he touched you, you knew it was him. his calloused fingers, rough -but at the same time- soft hands, and his gentle touch you’ve all grown so used to. you just sink into his body as much as possible, and you fit into his like two pieces in a puzzle.
“what’s wrong babygirl?” calum whispers softly, gently scratching your scalp, because he knows just how much you love that. your attention falls away from the heart-wrenching thoughts for a moment, instead thinking about how his fingers felt against your scalp, tracing soothing patterns across the top of your head in a way that could put you to sleep in a matter of seconds. all that was heard between you two were the faint breathes shared between your almost silent sobs. by now you were calmed down, just a few tears finishing down your flushed cheeks, as you finally decide to answer him.
“i just don’t feel like I’m good enough for you.” you said, just above a whisper, still snuggled up to human sized teddy bear as you confess your fears to him.
calum was stunned at your answer. he never wanted someone as amazing as you to ever think about yourself in such a disheartened manner. if he had it his way, you would have the sun, moon, and all of the stars in galaxy, if that’s what made you happy.
“how could you ever think that, princess? you are everything I could ever need.” calum told, in a calming tone.
“I don’t know. I- I just feel like there are so many better girls you could have.” You sniffled, beginning to feel your eyes water up all over again.
calum, was yet, again astonished by your words. “Angel, you have no idea do you? You are absolutely amazing. I- I couldn’t have found anyone better for me in the whole town. i don’t think you understand how perfect you are” calum didn’t care if you had only been dating for barely four months. he’s felt more himself in that small amount of time than he has the last 4 years of his life.
“but how?” tears were now spilling down your face, but you just stared at the beige wall in front of you, unable to comprehend your boyfriends thoughts. “how could you choose me, a small, not sk-skinny, blonde girl that has no friends? i just don’t understand”
“y/n.” calum said to you, and he took a deep breath.
“y/n, look at me.” He commanded softly, turning you around, so that you were now on your knees, facing him. all you did was stare at your hands as they twiddled with eachother , awaiting what he was going to say.
calum tenderly placed his pointer finger under your chin, and brought your face up so you were looking straight into his eyes. your lower lip trembled as you tried to hold in your tears, and he wondered how someone as flawless and beautiful as you, could ever feel so down.
“listen to me babygirl. you should never have to feel this way. you are the only person I ever want to be with. and you’re body is beautiful, please don’t ever think anything other than that.” this saddened calum to say, for he felt as if someone had hurt you, and made you feel this unnecessary hate towards yourself.
“but I’m not skinny. I can’t wear bikinis to the beach, let alone even wear a swimsuit at all. you should be with someone who has a body as perfect as yours. someone who’s not ashamed of themselves.”
and that statement. that broke his heart. you thought so low of yourself you couldn’t even see how high others thought of you. the thing is, calum absolutely loved your body. you weren’t necessarily skinny, but that didn’t bother him one bit. he preferred your unique body over the overly skinny cheerleaders who ate salads everyday at lunch. your curves and lines and just everything about your figure made his jaw drop everytime he caught even a glimpse of it. in his eyes, you were a complete goddess.
“love, you have to listen to me when I say this. you. are. perfect. I don’t say this to you enough, but baby I don’t know how I even got you. quite frankly, I’m probably the one who doesn’t deserve you.” he just couldn’t fathom having anyone other than you. thinking about it made his head hurt. “your body is unbelievably perfect, so don’t you ever think that those snotty cheerleaders, who haven’t eaten Dairy Queen since they were 10, are any better than you. I love every line and curve you’re made of, and I wouldn’t want any other person to be intimate with.” He shook his head in disbelief, look back up at you with a look in his eyes that you haven’t yet seen before.
“I just- I just don’t believe that you actually gave me a chance, I am beyond grateful that you ever even looked at me a second time. But I am so happy that you did, because I’ve felt more alive in the four months we been together, than I have probably my whole highschool career. you make me the best version of myself, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.”
by now your heart was beating fast, and you didn’t know how much longer you could last without kissing him. that reassurance was all that you needed to feel on top of the world. the luckiest girl to ever walk the earth. you looked into his eyes, and he brought your face close to his. you could practically feel eachother’s breath on eachothers lips. he leaned his forehead against yours, and your noses touched. this moment was so intimate, and affectionate. you couldn’t possibly have been happier anywhere else, than where you were right now. and in this moment, you knew. you knew how you felt about this man. you loved him. and to be quite honest, it shocked you. to think that you were actually capable of feeling this way, but what surprised you even more- was what calum said next.
“I love you.”
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wowee.
I hope that was good.
this was inspired by the song arms- the paper kites.
eek. the fluff. and boyfriend!calum
just UGH. I NEED.
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fineline-live · 6 years
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I Don’t Care • baby daddy! cth smut
Title: I Don’t Care
Reader Pairing: Y/N and Calum
Rating: comedic smut but also it’s hot ?? i dunno
Description: Y/N never thought pregnancy hormones could be as extreme as they are, but once a rush hits, she seeks her boyfriend Calum for help.
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I’ve heard it countless amounts of times. “Oh trust me, you’ll get this urge to just have sex with everything in sight. It’s crazy!” I never, NEVER, thought it would be this bad. I feel like I’m going crazy. The second trimester was said to be the best. Not too much pain, finally over all the sickness and fatigue. Sex literally all the time. But of course when it really hit me, I was stuck in the fucking shower with Calum and all the boys down stairs visiting and playing some stupid ass video game that couldn’t wait until later. I was showing, that was for sure. I’ve gained a good 2 pounds each week for the last probably month. I felt like I was getting bigger definitely, but still had the energy to want to fuck Calum senseless.
The water hit my back as my head rested against the cool tiles, one arm outstretched and holding onto the wall for support, while the other was trying to get myself off. I sloppily rubbed my clit, trying for anything and everything, but deep down I knew it was my own weak hand instead of Calum’s. I groaned loudly, irritated with the entire subject before I could care any less. “Calum!” I yelled out, hoping my voice would carry down the hall. Nothing. All I heard were the faint screams of the guys at their video games. “CALUM!” I screamed again with more force. I was beyond irritated and just wanted him here and now. I heard footsteps pad down the hall quickly, probably thinking I was hurt or something. The bathroom door flung open, footsteps coming quickly to open the shower door. “Y/N, what’s wro-“
He opened the door to the shower, staring at my wrecked appearance. The water dripping down my body, my hand still rubbing softly at my clit with my lazy smile. “Hi,” I mumbled, glad to see his face. He let out a small laugh, soon laughing louder than I’ve ever heard. He took a step back and made sure to close the bathroom door hard, leading it to click shut. He looked back at me, my eyes, to my hand, to my eyes again. “Really?” He chuckled. “I neeeeed you.” I rolled out, my eyes closing for the quick second of bliss rolling through my legs. “Baby, the guys are here.” He tried to stifle his laughter, knowing it would only irritate me. “Yeah, and I don’t care. I want your cock in me.” He let his laugh loose with my bluntness, not knowing how to react. “You really are horny, aren’t you?” My hand finally left my clit, both arms folding over my chest as if I was throwing a tantrum.
He smiled at me whilst shaking his head, leaving the door open so I could watch him undress. I smiled lazily once again, watching his body flex with each movement only turning me on more. I watched before my eyes the sight of him getting hard, his eyes turning to glance at me once in a while. I felt my core start to ache, only wanting him in me even more. He kicked his clothes to the side, walking back towards the open shower door. He shut it, turning to look at me as water began to lace into his raven hair. “Hi,” I muttered like earlier, earning a small laugh to escape his lips. “Hi,” he breathed out. He leaned in for a small kiss, me pulling away quickly. “Let’s fucking get down to business.” He chuckled again, turning away to laugh while his hands rested on my hips.
“How do you wanna do this, baby?” He shifted his gaze down to the bump, and back into my eyes. “I don’t wanna hurt the little guy.” I rolled my eyes, trying to lift one of my legs as high as possible to rest against the shower wall opposite to us. “Just fuck me already.” He laughed once again, kissing my lips and smiling. “You’re wish is my command.” He placed his tip at my entrance, pushing his hips into me softly. My hands clawed at his shoulders, not even beginning to feel satisfied. “Calum, I love you, but fuck me like you hate me or something, god damn.” His head shot up, his eyes glancing into mine with confusion and worry. “Y/N, the baby...” “Calum! Sex is fucking recommend. Now please, can you just hurry up and fuck me? If you fucking won’t, I sure as hell know Michael’s been eyeing my tits for the last couple of weeks.” He couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh, placing his lips into mine. “Oh princess, I’ll fuck you, alright.”
He quickly let his hips snap, his actions obviously being encouraged by his jealousy. His hips rocked quickly, my jaw slacking open. There wasn’t very many moans, just grunts and breathy content sighs. “Jesus, Calum,” I choked out, his stomach being careful to come in contact with mine, his hips violently being carefree. He slowed down quickly, concern lacing his eyes. “Am I hurting you?” I smiled and laughed, shaking my head. “This is the best you’ve ever fucked me.” He smiled, placing a soft kiss on my lips. It wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm approaching, having been building myself up for a good twenty minutes before Calum had even gotten in the shower with me. I felt the pit of fire explode throughout my body, clinging onto Calum for dear life. He pumped lazily throughout my own orgasm, not even bothering to chase after his lost one.
When my breathing started to regulate, he began to pull out leaving me empty and wanting more. “No, no, no, no, no.” I whined, pulling him close. “Again, please.” I whimpered. “Y/N-“ “Cal, please. I need it. You make me feel so good. Please, baby.” He couldn’t help but stifle his laugh, my whining being his source of entertainment. He pushed back in softly, resting his head against my shoulder as I sighed out in content.
It wasn’t even two minutes before I felt the fire approaching again, my stomach twisting and turning in pleasure. His hips started to twitch, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he continued to pound into me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yes, Cal, shit.” He grinned down at my wrecked state, finding the power to slam his hips even harder. I felt my body come undone, slacking into his own. He used his hands to keep me up, chasing after his orgasm. “Don’t you dare fucking cum in me, Hood. If I miraculously end up with two of your fucking children in me, it’s over for you.” He laughed loudly, pulling out and kissing me softly, his hand trailing down to jerk himself a few times. I felt a hot substance trail down my leg, a small lazy smile working it’s way onto Calum’s face. “The guys probably know what just happened,” I giggled, Calum softly leaving small kisses on my collarbone.
“Oh, the definitely know what happened.” We laughed together, standing in the warm water. “Ya know, maybe I should buy a dildo to keep in the shower for when you’re busy or something.” He pulled his lips away from my collarbone, his eyes crinkling with a smile.
“Shit, pregnancy makes you horny and have no filter.”
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lifein-pieces · 7 years
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Stranger
Summary- You meet at a bar and Ash literally charms your pants off of you
MASTERLIST
*Ashton Irwin smut*
Word count- 1,116
Going to nightclubs was never really your scene, but somehow your friends had managed to convince you. As soon as you reached you were sitting at the bar, drinking alone while your friends were busy dancing. The bartender came over to you and placed a vodka coke in front of you. “Excuse me, I didn’t order this” you called out. “It’s from that gentleman over there” the bartender pointed to him. He walked up to you and reached his hand out. “I’m Ashton” he said charmingly. “Y/N” you said curtly shaking his hand. He brought your hand up to his lips and placed a soft kiss. “A beautiful name, for a beautiful girl” he said winking at you.
You blushed and turned your attention back to your drink and started playing with the stirrer. “Do you really find that more interesting than me?” Ashton questioned, feigning offence. You looked at him again and shook your head, desperately trying to say something. You weren’t used to men like him coming up and talking to you. “Umm, I-uh, I was just thinking” you replied hesitantly. He took his hand in yours and said, “Y/N I don’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. It’s just that, you intrigue me.” Ashton said. “You don’t even know me” you said, a little too quick for his liking. “I didn’t mean it like that.” you said and you saw him sighing in relief.
“Do you want to get out of here? Maybe get something to eat” Ashton asked suddenly. You looked around the room for your friends and saw they were all busy and they didn’t even miss your presence so you took Ashton up on his offer and the two of you walked out of the club. You walked with him, talking about anything and everything and the tension left as soon as you started an actual conversation with him. You ended up going to an ice cream parlour. You bought two ice-creams and coincidentally, the both of you had the same favourite flavour.
“So tell me, Ashton, why’d you send me a drink?” you asked him curiously. “Am I being practical or brave?” he questioned. “Practical” “Well, like I said, you intrigue me” he repeated. “And brave?” you asked. He leaned in closer to you and you thought he was going to kiss you but he just kissed the corner of your lips. “You had some ice-cream there” Ashton said cheekily. “You still haven’t told me” you said. “Well, I was really hoping that I could do this” Ashton said and wrapped his arm around your waist and crashed his lips against yours. It took you a moment to realise what was happening but you soon started kissing back. After a few moments, he pulled apart and placed his forehead against yours. “Do you want to come back to my place?” he asked and you nodded your head eagerly.
Back at the apartment, Ashton and you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. He pinned you against the wall and squeezed the back of your thighs, signalling you to jump. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he pushed his crotch into you. You let out a loud moan and kissed him. Your lips moved in sync before he slipped his tongue in your mouth. You put your hands in his hair, tugging slightly, causing him to moan out. He walked away from the wall and placed you on a table.
He pulled off your deep neck t-shirt and attacked your bra-less chest. He pinched both of your nipples with his thumb and pointer finger causing you to tilt your head backwards and moan loudly. He rubbed his hands down your chest and you took the opportunity to slowly unbutton his shirt leaving hickeys all over his chest. You got off the table and on your knees. You pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift move. His hard on slapped against his stomach and his tip was red, swollen and dripping with precum. You loved how much pleasure you were causing him and knowing he was in this state because of you turned you on even more. You wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked harshly. “Fuck, Y/N more” Ashton moaned out and you complied and took more of him in your mouth. You squeezed his balls causing him to moan lightly and thrust into your mouth. You gagged around him and that was enough to push him over the edge because you could feel his salty liquid go down your throat. You licked around your lips collecting any cum and swallowed it all.
You got off your knees and Ash kissed you again, full of passion. “That was so fucking hot Y/N” he said. “Whatever you want baby” you said seductively. He spinned you around and you put your hands on the table. “What do you want me to do” Ashton asked while squeezing your ass. “I want you to fuck me Ash” He pulled off your skirt and bent down to leave a chaste kiss on each cheek before leaving a long kiss on your hot soaking core. You whined at his teasing actions and he pulled your panties down slowly.
He reached his hand around your waist and started rubbing your clit. He pumped himself a few times while doing so and both of you were moaning messes. He eased in three of his long fingers inside you without warning and you grabbed the table even tighter, if possible. He curled his fingers inside you causing immense pleasure. In a few seconds he pulled out and rubbed himself on your entrance, teasing you before finally thrusting into you.
He thrusted hard into you and kept his hands on your waist. You pushed your hips back to meet with his thrusts. He began rubbing your clit again and you let out a nearly pornographic moan. He started going faster and you felt him hit your g spot. “Just like that Ash” you moaned and he repeated that over and over again until you felt yourself getting weak in the knees and you came around him. He pulled out immediately and he came all over your ass.
You turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck. You kissed him softly and pulled away, revealing a huge grin on his face. “That was amazing, I’m glad I took the chance” Ash said while panting and rested his forehead against yours. You found yourself, slowly but surely getting mesmerised by him and you both knew that this wouldn’t be the last time you get together.
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wetalk5sos · 6 years
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Sudden Part 5
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[Chapter 5: Mistakes that aren’t mistakes]
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Words: 1172
Warnings: Lots of Profanity
Today is the day we are too find out the gender and it’s supposed to be an extremely overly happy day. Now that all of our families know about my pregnancy they have been coming over and setting up a baby shower and so on. Calum looks terrified and unsure about everything nowadays even though we have solved our problems he looks confused. I have been telling him since I set up my appointments that today was the second biggest day and it’s important. I’ve went to the other ultrasounds with Mali just because I felt like this one today would be most special for Calum and I. Right now Calum is at the studio or the new studio I should say, after basically kicking him out of the room he used he’s been looking for a new one. He was supposed to drop the stuff off and come right back before our appointment. Now I’m sitting on my couch staring at the digital clock on our counter and it’s almost time to go and no Calum, I called and called no answer. So I called Mali and of course she answers.
“Hey mama!”
“Hey... are you doing anything right now?”
“No, why what’s up shouldn’t you be at your appointment?”
“Calum isn’t back and I need there in 20 minutes”
“That stupid- I’ll be there in 5 minutes”
She hung up and I wrote a note saying ~Mali took me and I hope you like the couch:)~
She pulled up in front of our apartment and as soon as I got in she started driving and was in a huge rant about how her brother is the most illiterate person she’s ever known. When we arrived her rant was finished and we both looked at each other and giggled. We sat inside and people gave us looks by now people probably think we are gay. No one in this clinic knows of Calum except the nurse who does my ultrasounds. When we were called back I wobbled back and adjusted myself to the tiny table. Mali stood right beside me smiling so big and it made the situation not as bad. The nurse who I know as Ms. May came in and she lit up.
“The big day!”
I nodded at her and she smiled.
“Where is-“
Mali cut her off
“Don’t even mention it he’s dumb”
The nurse nodded looking at me. She started explaining the process like each time even though I’m so used to this. When I leaned back I looked at the monitor and she began saying the words
“It looks like you’ll be-“
I interrupted immediately
“Wait! Stop! Don’t tell me tell Mali. I know how dumb my boyfriend is but this isn’t just my baby and I wanna find out with him”
Mali and Ms. May looked at me for a second before asking Mali to step outside to tell her. I heard her tiny like shriek and seen her jumping around. After a few minutes they reentered the room and Mali was glowing and was completely teary-eyed. The nurse cleaned me up and helped me off the table and she gave me eyes of reassurance. On our way home Mali was in a full happy mode and she hugged me as soon as I reached my doorstep and told me to call her immediately knowing the Calum was now home seeing the car in the driveway and cigarette butts. I unlocked the door and I was greeted by our puppy. I shut the door before I heard footsteps running from back the hall. Calum stopped as soon as we locked eyes.
“Baby-“
I made sure nothing else came out of his mouth
“Shut up! Calum just shut up! You knew what today was, I’ve been telling you for months, you don’t listen and you don’t care-“
“I do care!”
He raised his voice and started to yell back at me defensively.
“How could you possibly care!? You don’t care about anything but yourself and music!”
“It’s our child so I do fucking care!”
“Really? Really? You care now after I had to fucking convince you! You were gonna let me do it alone by my fucking self!”
“I needed to think it through stop being a bitch!”
“A bitch? I’m far from one because after all these months I feel like you aren’t even here anymore if you would’ve left I’d be doing the same routine I’ve been!”
“I’m sorry! For fucks sake I was doing something and I lost track of time alright”
I calmed down a bit
“I don’t care how sorry you are, I hate you.”
He scrunched his eyebrows together and looked taken aback.
“You wanna know why I hate you? I hate you because I love you. I love you so much that I can barely stay mad at you for long periods of time. I feel unstable when you leave and I can’t sleep. I hate that I need you for everything. I hate you for putting me where I am today, six and half months pregnant with your child and you haven’t been to one ultrasound with me! I hate you for making this whole day about moving your equipment instead of me. It’s not even about me and you anymore it’s about our fucking child”
His face calmed and he sighed looking at the ground.
“I’m sorry, I’m not a good boyfriend or fiancé or even a soon to be father, I know I’m stressing you out and I know if I up and leave to let you cool off you’ll be even more pissed off. I could never hate you, you’ve done nothing but love me through it all and I’ve done the opposite even though I love you I haven’t shown it right. I understand what I did today could’ve waited but it wasn’t about this room or my music. It was about us”
He reached in his pocket pulling out a set of keys.
“I bought a house, I bought a bigger car, and I got you some new clothes”
I was shocked completely caught off guard and I started crying quietly and he didn’t notice as he played with the keys
“Don’t say it’s okay because it’s not because I could’ve did it tomorrow but I thought it’d be done by your appointment so now I missed knowing the gender, what are we having?”
He looked up and I wiped my tears and I chuckled.
“I don’t know”
“How?”
“I told them I didn’t wanna know till you were there only Mali knows” I sat on the couch and Calum joined me. He leaned over and grabbed my chin turning it too kiss me. He put his forehead on mine.
“Thank you, you are strong and I am glad you are the mother of my child and my fiancé and I’m gonna try harder”
With that silence crept over the room and I was unsure how to feel about it all.
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fightcal2020 · 8 years
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@calumau has the voice of an angel holy fuck
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lethalcth-blog · 9 years
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nofockingwya · 9 years
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regarding requests
my requests are always open but please just be patient because i’m a senior in high school so that’s busy and also i’m a perfectionist when it comes to my au memes so that can take a while too sometimes.
also quick side note, i’m not really comfortable making “sad” (eating disorders, self-harm, miscarriages, deaths, etc) au’s so please just don’t request those, request happy and loving and dorky ones cause that shits cute ok
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lallemcnt · 9 years
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i just spent about three hours straight and wrote over 2,000 words which is a lot for me. DO YOU WANNA CHECK OUT MY CALUM FIC HERE??? AND MAYBE VOTE IDK???
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fineline-live · 6 years
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Flutter and Burn
SOULMATE!CALUM YEET OK ENJOY
Title: Flutter and Burn
Reader Pairing: Y/N and Calum
Rating: PG-13, some swearing and just a whole lotta fluff
Word Count: idfk honestly it’s lOng
Requested: Nope I’m just having feels
Description: In the world of soulmates, you’re destined to have one. But at the age of 22, Calum isn’t quite sure where his is, or if he even has one. Then one day, one glance, and a whole lotta feelings, Calum believes he has found them.
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Everyone has one. A soulmate, I mean. And with every person you ask that has found theirs, they’ll tell you the same thing.
“You just feel it. Even with their name being said, your heart will start to race. And when you finally see them, eye to eye, in person, no matter the distance, your heart starts to flutter, and then before you know it, it’ll start to burn. And it’ll burn badly until you look at them again. And that’s when you know who you’re dedicating your life too.”
My mom always told me that I’ll find my soulmate, and that immediately I’ll feel it. She used to tell me when she’d hear my father’s name before they ever knew each other, her heart would race and she’d get scared. Then she met my father and she understood.
I’ve never felt that, though. The instantaneous flutters, the racing pulse. I’ve never had a name that made me smile, at least not a name that wasn’t some celebrity I admired.
I sat in my room with my best friend Grace talking about the future event that’ll take place tomorrow.
“I’ve listened to them for six years, G. I’m finally gonna see them after six whole years.”
I rolled over onto my stomach to look at her and the poster she sat next to on my wall.
“They put on a great show. I’ve never heard of someone having a bad time at a 5sos show. Youngblood is also a new style, though, so I’m not sure how to prepare for their show this time.”
She smiled at me, soon looking back down on her phone and scrolling.
For my 19th birthday, my parents had gotten together with Grace to get me first row floor tickets to 5 Seconds of Summer, a band I’ve been obsessing over since I was 13. Grace had seen them twice before, back when they were more punky, and my family and I didn’t have money to go.
I sat up in my bed, tracing my hand along the Maori boy on the poster.
“I’m gonna see Calum in real life tomorrow. Literally less than 24 hours before I see his perfect face in person.”
My heart started to race even thinking about the show, my smile growing wider the longer I looked at one of the many of my 5sos posters.
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It was the next night, Grace and I standing in line for the show. It was a sold out show, me being lucky to have the seats that I do.
“The lines moving!” Grace said giddily.
“Are you excited?”
My head shook vigorously. Tears already beginning to well in my eyes. It was such a big moment for me.
I heard two girls talking loudly behind me.
“Dude, I cant wait to just see Calum’s hot ass face up close. Bro, what if he sweats on us in the pit?”
I giggled lightly to myself before feeling my heart rate pickup, causing me to feel light headed.
“Y/N! Dude, you look like you’re gonna pass out! You okay?”
I shook my head, the feeling going away.
“Yeah, I’m good. It was weird. My heart started to beat really fast and I got lightheaded. I’m good, I promise.”
Grace smiled at my own reassuring smile.
We approached the security workers and handed them our tickets as our turn was up.
“This is it, Y/N! You’re gonna see 5sos!”
My hands started to shake as I took my scanned ticket back from the worker, tears starting to well up in my eyes.
“I know,” I whispered in fear of my voice cracking.
“Let’s go get merch first! It’s always easier that way then waiting in line after the show.”
I nodded my head, and followed Grace around in the venue. We came across a big table with a bunch of shirts sitting on it along with a few other accessories. I went to pull out my money from my small backpack as she just smiled.
“Don’t worry, bro. I gotchu.”
I smiled at her and told the employee what shirt I’d like.
I put it in my backpack and thanked Grace as we walked towards the middle of the venue heading to our seats. We were in the front row, right behind the pit, smack dab in the middle of the stage.
Grace hugged me and pulled out her phone for a selfie.
“Happy late birthday, Y/N!” She said into the camera.
I hugged her back and smiled.
Soon the opening band came on, Grace and I standing up and jumping along to the few songs we knew. We sat down as they exited the stage, out of breath, and took drinks from our waters.
“5sos is next dude. I hope you’re excited, because I am.” I said, my hands shaking from my nerves.
Grace just laughed and smiled.
Before I knew it, Grace had her phone out recording me.
“Why’re you recording me?” I laughed.
She didn’t say anything, just smiled.
Next thing I knew a video was up on the screen in front of me.
The crowd began to chant.
“30! 29! 28! 27!”
I began to scream, understanding Grace wanted my reaction.
“10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5!”
“OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING!” I screamed.
“3! 2! 1!”
Screams erupted throughout the entire arena.
“Hey guys! We’re 5 Seconds of Summer. For some reason we’re expecting a delay, so sit tight!” Michael had said on the video displaying before us.
Everyone ‘boo’ed and ‘awe’d before the screen changed colors and Luke jumped into the frame.
“Sike!”
The screen went to black and a bass riff began to fill the ears of every patron in sight.
“GRACE! OH MY GOD! THAT’S CALUM! IT’S LUKE! MIKEY! HOLY SHIT ASH!”
She continued to film me screaming until I turned and looked at her with tears in my eyes.
“Thank you,” I mouthed.
She smiled and put her phone down.
They went through a couple songs before they began to talk.
I laughed at Michael’s jokes, and cheered when they’d say something important.
They began to play a few old songs, If You Don’t Know being one of them.
Soon it was Calum’s verse, and I shouted it loud.
During the middle of his solo he looked straight at me and smiled, and the second he looked away I felt a feeling I’ve never had before.
It started with the flutters, my heart doing backflips consistently.
I grasped onto Grace’s arm, my breathing beginning to fluctuate along with the flutters.
Then Calum had stopped singing immediately, clutching his chest with his hand. He began to pace his side of the stage as the rest of the music stopped altogether.
“Cal, man, you alright?” Luke asked into the mic.
Calum couldn’t hold a long enough breath to get his words out before his hand was back on his chest, hoping that adding pressure would stop the foreign feeling.
His other hand occupied his knee to hold himself up, as did my own.
Then I felt it.
The burn.
“GRACE!” I screamed.
Tears welled up in my eyes, both hands over my heart as I fell to the ground not being able to breathe.
She ran towards me quickly, crouching down to try to figure out what was wrong with me.
As I sat there, up on the stage Calum had thrown his bass to the ground with a hard thud, his hands holding his chest harshly as he fell to all fours trying to breathe.
Luke and Michael had set their guitars down and ran to Calum, as did Ashton from his drum set.
All you could hear was Calum’s screams of pain from the top of the stage through the microphone.
The girls around Grace and I ran over to help me try to breathe, noticing my tears.
“Y/N, where does it hurt?” Grace asked trying to stay calm.
“HEART! BURNS!” I choked out through the tears and pain.
The girls next to us gasped and smiled.
“Y/N,” one girl said, getting my name from Grace, “do you not understand what’s happening?”
I shook my head violently.
“We need to get her up towards the stage! Or at least get Calum to look over here! Their in the second stage of connecting with their soulmate! Calum is her soulmate!”
“CALUM!” The girls around us started to scream.
He looked up from his place crouched on the stage, a pained expression taking over his face.
“Y/N! Look at him! Now! He’s looking!” A girl said to me.
My eyes looked up, the tears falling from them as I held my chest tighter. Then I felt it. I felt the burning stop. I felt my heart begin to swell in such a pleasant way. I felt the chocolate brown eyes peer into my soul and make me smile. I felt complete. Full, even. I knew he was it.
“Dude, Calum Hood is your fucking soulmate.” ————————————————————
HI HELLO HERE’S PART TWO 
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wetalk5sos · 6 years
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Sudden Part 4
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[Chapter 4: Senses]
Warnings: mentions of sex, semi intense kiss scene, and profanity
Words: 907
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5
It’s two months officially now. So that means 3 weeks that Calum and I haven’t had a full conversation with each other since what I said to him. I have a tiny bump now it sticks out in things I wear. I haven’t told my family or anyone accept Calum. Today I made the decision to ask him if I could use his music room as a baby room. I knocked on the already open door, he was on his swivel chair turned away from me. I turned his chair towards me. His eyes went to my stomach but then immediately to my eyes.
“Yes?”
“We gotta talk about this room”
“What about it?”
“We need room for the baby soon Calum...”
My voice trailed as I looked at him. He stared at me and didn’t move a muscle.
“I find out the gender in a couple of weeks or so... if you wanted to come”
He nodded and put his head in his hands.
“I canceled”
“What?”
I raised my eyebrows at him confused
“The tour I told them I can’t do it, I told Mali you’re pregnant and she was so excited but upset with the way I was acting because I told you I’d be happy to be a dad. I’ve always wanted to be one. I just I was shocked I was pissed off and I put temporary things before you”
I leaned off the door and he removed his hands and stared at me.
“Calum it’s fin-“
“It’s not! I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I don’t know why I did but when you handed me your promise ring, my heart broke. I felt like you handed back my heart back to me and I know it’s a dumb ring but I gave it to you promising to be here for you through everything. That includes a baby that I helped make”
He stood up and walked up to me.
“I’m not just Calum anymore I’m a dad and it’s scary and I don’t know how you aren’t terrified right now”
He played with his hands, twisting the rings on them. He dropped his head waiting for an answer. I grabbed his face with my hands making him look at me and he was trying not to look at me, he only does it when he’s tearing up and doesn’t want to look weak.
“You will always be Calum. I’m scared but I knew one way or another no matter how long you would come back to your senses. You are a rockstar and you joke too much, you smoke to many cigarettes and to much weed. You love your bass and you like being like this. I know that you’d give it all up for your family and friends and I am part of your family but now... I am the mother of your child and we have our own family now. A new responsibility. I’m terrified I’ve never felt this way”
He started crying and soon after so did I. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into his chest. He held me as tight as he could to him.
He whispered as audibly as he could
“I love you”
He pushed me back and I wiped my eyes and tried to make myself presentable. When I opened my eyes Calum was taking off his promise ring and he smiled at it wiping his tears. He reached in his pocket for mine that I gave him back. I watched him thinking the worst. He played with them in his hand.
“Uh I don’t want these anymore and I’m not gonna go and be a bitch about it but I think I should’ve done this years ago but I just never felt like it was the time”
He walked over to his tiny desk wear he usually writes songs put down the rings and reached inside a drawer, pulled something out and he turned and came back to his spot in front of me. He opened his hands and a tiny red box sat in his palm. He opened it and a shiny ring sat inside.
I looked up at him and back at the box.
“Calum wha-“
“I’ve had this ring since our tour with One Direction, your mom and my mom helped pick it out when you were flying into one of the shows. They’ve asked me every year when I’m going to ask you”
“Ask me what?”
I said eagerly waiting for him to say it.
“Will you marry me? If you say no I unders-“
“Yes Calum”
He smiled widely and grabbed my hand and slipped it on me.
“Can I kiss you?”
He asked me while still holding my one hand.
“When have you asked that before?”
I giggled at him. He grabbed my throat and pulled me forward into a kiss that was so needy and gentle. My hands laid on his sides. He bit down on my lip and I moaned jerking my head backwards. He let go and pushed me away from him.
“Get out before I fuck you”
He smirked and turned away from me.
“Alright Mr. Hood”
As I walked towards the door
“Don’t you start that now”
He glanced at me over his shoulder and smiled. I turned around looking at my hand, that promise ring never truly looked right on my hand I thought to myself.
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payneftcake · 10 years
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CALUM HOOD FAN FICTION
hey guys so I'm writing this new AU Calum fan fiction on wattpad! You should go check it out! 
http://www.wattpad.com/story/22097939-theapeutic-calum-hood
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fineline-live · 6 years
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Ghost of You • cth
Title: Ghost of You
Reader Pairing: Y/N and Calum
Rating: PG-13, swearing, drinking, smoking, MENTIONS OF ALCOHOL ADDICTION
Description: After Y/N and Calum breakup, Calum gets deep into a depression, remembering each and every small little detail there is that’s left.
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*Calum’s POV*
It feels worse today. My head, my body, my heart. It just feels like shit. It has felt like shit. It’s been a whole fucking month since she left. A whole 30 days to let me sit and suffer. Who knew how long I’d still have to.
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“Baby, no. Please don’t go. We can work through it,” I choked out, my sobs the only thing evident in my voice.
“Calum, do you love me?” Her words were barely over a whisper, tears slamming down her cheeks.
“Y/N, of course. What kind of question is that?”
My hands flailed in the air, my voice cracking as I spoke. She stood in the open doorway to our house, bags in hand.
“Then you want what’s best for me, right?”
“Yes,” my voice broke, I had a slight idea where she was going with this.
“It’s not you, Cal. You’re not good for me.”
She turned and began walking back through the door.
“D...do you even love me? Did you at least?”
She sighed and turned back once more to face me. I took in every detail and feature of her face, hoping to remember it forever.
“I fucking hate myself for this, but no. We don’t even know what love is. We’re too young, let it be. You’ll be just fine.”
With that she walked out the door, not looking back even with my broken calls and choked tears.
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I craned my head to look at the coffee cup on the other bedside table, a clock flashing 2 a.m. next to it. On the coffee cup rim sat a peach colored lipstick stain of all the times she’d drink her coffee while doing her makeup. I smiled at the thought, my eyes starting to brim with tears. Crying came easily these days, one simply thought of her and my eyes were glossed over.
I stood up and shook my head, instantly regretting it. I had the worst headache currently. I shuffled over towards the door way, leaning behind it to grab a sweatshirt. I grabbed my maroon one that sat on top, it still smelt of Y/N from all the times she wore it. As I slid my arms through, I felt a rough material on the inside of the sweatshirt.
I ended up pulling out a t-shirt, it was black and had silver letters spelling Led Zepplin. It was Y/N’s. Must have been stuck in there from one of the times we were both in a hurry, so clothes came off altogether.
This was the shirt she wore when she ran away from home, asking to live with me, back in the beginning of our relationship two years ago. I smiled as tears hit the material, setting it on her side of the bed.
I walked out to the kitchen in the dark, grabbing a glass from the cabinet and a bottle of whiskey as well. I set the cup down, unscrewing the lid to the drink and pouring some in the cup. I drank it all in one swallow, soon throwing the cup towards the cabinets. It shattered instantly, I winced at the sound. I had blubbering sobs coming from my mouth, grabbing the bottle and closing my eyes, letting the liquid run down my throat.
I walked to the couch in the living room, sitting down, and checked my grey sweats for my lighter. I pulled out the small yellow object and reached to the coffee table for my cigarettes, knowing I’d probably finish the pack by 7a.m.
Within an hour I finished off the entire bottle of whiskey, a quarter of my smokes gone.
I watched the grey vapor descend into the air, feeling my lungs burn. I stood up and headed into the kitchen, seeing the clock read 3:15 a.m. I walked back towards the alcohol cabinet, grabbing another bottle of whatever was closest.
I took the lid off and began to chug the bottle, waltzing around the kitchen like Y/N and I use to in the middle of the night, one of us having a playlist on the loud speaker placed on the countertop, except this time I was in silence. My own sad thoughts creating a song in my head as I danced, the liquor continuing to run down my throat.
I turned to quick, hitting the bottle onto the open cabinet door I left open when I grabbed a cup earlier. The bottle shattered from my hand, a scream leaving my mouth.
“Everything just fucking breaks if it’s in my care! What the fuck is wrong with me?!” I hit my hands on the island, letting out a stream of an angry, alcohol covered breath.
I let my back slide down the nearest wall, my head falling into my hands, my legs falling into the puddle of liquor. I didn’t have a care in the world anymore.
“What the fuck is wrong with me?” I whispered.
I laid my head on the floor, folding my body up into a ball, closing my eyes.
It was early when I heard footsteps. A loud thud clacking on the hardwood. Several loud thuds, too many for my head to take, my hangover starting early.
“Jesus fuck, Cal,” It was Michael.
Luke and Ashton walked in next as I closed my eyes once again.
“I’ll get the mop and broom,” Ashton said.
Luke walked over and crouched down to me.
“Cal, you can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re a fucking alcoholic now that she’s gone. You’re ruining yourself, mate. It’s killing us to see you this hurt.”
I sat up, wiping the tears and sleep out of my eyes.
“It feels like she’s still here sometimes, ya know? It feels like she’s just at work, and she’ll come home later.”
Luke nodded sadly, his hand resting on my shoulder as my tears ran down my face, my breath probably smelling nastily like alcohol and menthols.
“I’m just in love with the ghost of her. It’s like she’s haunting me.”
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