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spideyyeet · 4 years
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Venom
Venom Masterlist
(Tom Holland x boxer!reader)
Summary: Tom is dragged to an illegal boxing match and his eyes won’t leave a specific player.
Warning: mentions of sex, violence, language, slight nudity, angst
A/N: depending how this goes I might make a mini series idrk yet.
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“What’s the fuckin point of this?” Tom said as he walked with Harry and Harrison down the street.
“It’s fun, trust me you’ll love it.” Harrison said as he threw and arm around Toms shoulder.
“We could’ve just went to a real boxing match, it doesn’t have to be illegal.” Tom said as the turned a corner, the New York breeze hitting him.
“Don’t be such a goody twoshoes.” Harry said
“I’m not, I just—what if people recognize me.”
“Tom you really need to calm down, nobody really gives a fuck unless you actually do something, everyone goes to these things.” Harrison said as he opened a door, entering a small empty bar.
“This is it—“ Tom was cut off by Harry hushing him, following Harrison as he showed the bartender a green and black card, letting him go around back. A bouncer checked IDs before letting them into the underground basement. And that’s when the yells and music hit Tom.
Tom kept his hood on as he followed Harrison and Harry further into the raging crowd. and before he knew it, he was in the front row, Harrison thanking some guy as they took their seats. A match had just ended, the crowd was going crazy.
“I’m gonna get us some drinks.” Harry said, before diving into the crowd. Tom took the time to look around. It was pretty big, most likely took up the huge complex above them. There was a bar in the corner, the ring was center, multiple hookers walked around practically naked, the rows of seats were insane.
“Did they finish?” Tom asked Harrison leaning over and speaking over the yells and cheers.
“Nah those were just the starters, we didn’t miss Venom.” Harrison said, taking the beer from Harry who’d just came back.
“Venom?—“ Tom however was cut off by the announcer.
The announcer spoke into his microphone; “ladies and gentlemen, and now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for—The fiercest of them all, I present to you —the one, the only, Y/N ‘Venom’ L/N!”
Tom was startled by the lights going down then back up. The lights directed on a hooded figure, jogging down the blocked aisles. The roar of men cheering ‘Venom’ was killing his head. However what caught him off guard was how crazy Harry and Harrison were cheering, they were up on their feet, cheering with their souls. Tom sipped his beer, leaning back in his seat, he tried his best to avoid making eye contact with anyone, afraid they’d recognize him.
“VENOM!” The cheers got louder and Tom couldn’t help but stand, seeing a light follow the figure jogging up into the ring.
And soon enough Tom finally saw what the chaos was about. Tom watched as Venom tossed the bright red and black robe that read the word ‘Venom’ on the ground. The crowd was quick to stand on their feet to praise her while she slowly turned around to acknowledge them all.
Tom couldn’t help the heat rising to his cheeks when he saw her face break out into a smile. Her smile was contagious, he couldn’t help but smile as well.
“Y/N! Y/N!” Harry screamed hysterically next to Tom, both his hands on either side of his mouth. “God, she’s so fucking hot.” Harry sighed, causing Tom to chuckle—but that was long lasted, because in a matter of seconds, his eyes crossed over, locking with the Venom.
Toms heart skipped a beat as he saw her smile falter slightly, they weren’t really close to the stage, so when he saw her squint he tried his best to ignore the feeling that he was special. She turned back around after the announcer called up her opponent, ‘jawbreaker’.
“Jawbreaker?” Tom thought, finding it to be the stupidest name—oh good lord— Toms eyes widened when he saw a grown man, entering the ring.
“Wait what?!” Tom said grabbing hold of Harry’s sleeve.
“What?” Harry asked with a smirk, his eyes still on you, jumping up and down, getting your stamina up and smiling to the audience.
“She’s a girl, why the fuck is their a grown ass man—“ Tom didn’t even know who ‘Venom’ was but he knew this was definitely not right.
“It’s fine Tom—there abouta start, LOOK LOOK!” Harry yelled with excitement. Toms brows furrowed together as he looked back at the ring.
The fighters weren’t wearing boxing gloves that night, so Tom could easily see her fingers flexing as she clenched her fists by either side of her body. Tom watched as she gave an amused smile at the large man twice her size causing him to grunt back at her.
Ring
Jawclencher took the first jab, however you dodged it with ease. You moved around your opponent. Your blood pumping as you dodged almost every punch. It was a good technique, especially with these types of guys, the really buff ‘I’m so strong’ types of guys that don’t work on cardio. So they wear out pretty quickly. And it wasn’t long until you started taking jabs at his face, causing him to stumble back.
The crowd cheering made your heart beat faster, your arms covering your ribs and hands up by your face. However a specific group of guys sitting in the front row, were extremely loud, and it was frustrating considering one of them had his hood up. It never bothered you, it didn’t until now when you can recognize him but you can’t see because of the hood and blaring lights on yo—
Your body arched in as you felt a jab on your rib. Stumbling back, you took deep breaths, the crowd yelling ‘boo’ as the man stomped to you, however you quickly pushed off the side, dodging his right hook.
Tom couldn’t help but began to stand up as your punches started making Jawclencher flinch and stumble. Toms eyes were lit, his eyes tracing you. You were perfectly captivating and looked incredibly tough. Everything, from your waist to your arms, were rock solid. And it wasn’t like you were buff, if anything he was surprised by the amount of power, . And let’s not get started on your figure. No. Toms eyes traced your body, the sweat on your chest and abs. He also noticed how your V line submerged into your white/back shorts, which softly hugged your thighs.
Tom was so lost in the way you looked and the way you hit, he didn’t notice how angry jawclencher was getting. And it wasn’t long till he saw a punch hit your face, then your lip. Tom cringed seeing the blood drip from your eyebrow and spilt lip. The crowd gasped and began yelling. But the way yours eyes lit with....venom, was a breath taker.
In matter of minutes, jawclencher had lost a couple of teeth and was knocked out, the announcer holding your hand up calling your victory. The crowd rose with excitement.
That’s when Tom became aware. He bit his lip hopping no one noticed him as he pressed his palm between his legs, trying to ease his....excitement.
But someone did notice. And it wasn’t Harrison, it wasn’t Harry. No. It was the person that caused it. Toms eyes locked once again with yours. Yours eyes ignited, and a smirk on your lips as you winked at him. And Tom lost it. But in seconds you were gone, a man holding your robe escorting you into the back room.
“Oh fuck! That was so fucking hot!” Harry said causing Harrison to chuckle. But Tom was left in complete shock, mouth agape. Was she winking at him? Did she see his....you know?
“So what’d you think?” Harrison said shaking Toms shoulders with excitement.
“I need a drink.” Tom said, not giving Haz or Harry a chance to say anything before he was surrounded by the crowd. Women walking up and down the aisles in short skirts and transparent shirts and bras.
“Hey handsome.” A blonde said, her hands coming to Toms chest. Tom gave her a tight lipped smile, his eyes flickering down to her breasts, before he excused himself, sticking to what he was looking for.
Before he knew it, he was walking down a hallway, until he found the door written on the side— ‘Venom’.
Tom had no idea what he was doing, what he was thinking. But he didn’t even think anything of it as he pulled his hood down, turning the handle and pushing the door open.
“Ow!—“
“Shh, it’s not even deep so it doesn’t hurt.”
“Yea well the needle jamming into my face does.” Tom heard a light voice say.
“Hold still—“
“Can you hurry the fuck up—“
“Woah who the fuck let you in?!” A man said pushing Tom back before he got further into the room, a half wall blocking his view of the people in the back.
“I just wanted to see uh—y/n.” Tom said to the man.
“Yea no shit, so does everyone else, go fuck around with some other chicks, they aren’t free though.” The man said aggressively causing Tom to clench his jaw.
“I’m just a fan—“ Tom said back not budging.
“So is every other fucking person, now now get the fuck—“
“Coach who is it?!” Tom heard a voice say from behind the wall.
“A fucker sneaking in to see you.” Coach yelled back.
“I just wanted to say hi—���
“Coach get him out—Rye hurry up come on!” You said causing Rye to give you a look to stop before she accidentally hurts you.
“All done see, not that fucking hard.” Rye said standing up, you groaned, holding your side.
“You heard her, out.” Coach said.
“I just want—“
“Look man, get the fuc—oh my god.” You said freezing as your eyes locked. Tom felt frozen in his spot, you were having an affect on him and it was driving him crazy, his body growing increasingly hotter, and he had to contain himself as he saw your smile.
“What?” Coach said still holding an arm up, blocking Tom off.
“Let him go, let him go.” You said dropping your bottle on the table before pushing coach’s arm off Tom. “I didn’t actually think it was you, holy fuck, this is crazy.” You said looking at him. “Hi!”
“Hi.” Tom said with a smile, causing you to smile.
“Hi, I’m sorry if I’m being weird but holy shit I’m a huge fan.” Toms eyes widened, his smile growing wider.
“You know me?”
“Yes! Duh! Your Spider-Man, I love Spider-Man—“
“You do?” Tom was in complete shock, what is happening.
“Yes, Venom—how else did I get the name?” You said kinda obviously causing Toms cheeks to heat up.
“I thought it had to do with something with boxing.” Tom mumbled making you smile.
“It doesn’t.” You said taking the hoodie Rye held out for you, shrugging it over your sports bra.
“I just wanted to see you, you did great.” Tom said causing you to smile brightly. Toms heart was beating so fast, he’d never think that the perosn standing in front him with such a light and cheery attitude was the same one that beat the shit out of some guy.
“Y/n/n.” Coach said, pointing at his watch. You nodded cursing under your breath as you checked the time.
“Thank you, thats means a lot .” You said to Tom. “You seemed pretty excited.” You added, your lips tugging into a slight smirk, Toms face turning completely red. Well fuck.
“I have to go now. Thank you though, for coming. huge fan, Spider-Man.” You said before your hand went around his neck, pulling him down halfway, as your lips connected with his. Tom felt your hands hold his curls, your lips move agaisnt his. And before It got deeper, you were pulling away with a smile and waving at him.
Then it was just Tom.
And his little excitement.
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Manhattan
A/N: Hey ya’ll I just got back from vacation so I wanted to post a little something! I know this is poorly written, I’m still trying to get a hold of the whole plot thing yknow. I’m still new at this after all haha. Anyways I only watched a few episodes of gossip girl so idrk anything about carter or if he actually has any sisters but yeah enjoy!
Pairing: Carter Baizen x Reader
Warnings: None! :))
Word Count: 2700+
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City life. You lived and breathed city life. You were a part of something big and significant. Manhattan is what you’ve called home since you started school, your parents decided that going to an elite boarding school would be better than going to a good school district in the suburbs of Boston. However, being part of the elite was difficult at times, you always had to be your best self otherwise someone would push you down. You found your calling in the sports department, girls soccer to be more specific. Your school had a reputation to keep after winning tournament after tournament.
However that was then, and this is now. You had just recently graduated from NYU since you wanted to stay in the city. You just secured an apartment in the city, a costly one nonetheless, but your parents, who just wanted to buy your happiness and love, were more than willing to help out. You start your job as a lawyer for one of the top law firms in the city in a month, and your best friend in the whole world, Elle, was starting as an assistant to some photographer who works with famous models. Safe to say that you two were killing it for girls who were fresh out of law school and college.
After a week of living there, you finally met your neighbor, the only other person who lived on the top floor with you. He seemed slightly sketchy, and from what you’ve heard from the nice lady downstairs, is no good. He came from lots of money, like yourself and Penelope, and attended a nearby elite school a while back but never really finished with college or anything. The nice lady, Lisa, warned you and Elle about the boy, he was known to be a heartbreaker. He was just a year or so older than you as well. Anyways, as stated earlier, you met him after a week. Carter Baizen. You were just coming up from your morning run and the elevator doors opened to reveal a handsome stranger. You gasped but quickly recovered.
“Um sorry, you must be my neighbor, I’m Y/N.” You said sticking your hand out for him to shake.
“Ah... I’m Carter, welcome to Manhattan,” He replied shaking my hand. I mentally scoffed.
“This is actually close to my twentieth year living here, but thanks!” You said before scurrying off, not wanting him to catch a whiff of your sweat.  You slammed the door only to be greeted by loud music.
“Elle!” You called, knowing she was probably in the kitchen because she absolutely adores baking, making it difficult to stay in shape.
“Y/N! Thank goodness you’re home! Our mysterious neighbor dropped by a minute ago and brought some cookies that he said his mom made but he doesn’t like!” She said rounding the corner to greet you.
“I just had a run in with him, I kinda left in a hurry though...” You trailed off grabbing your water bottle and scurrying toward the shower.
You hummed along to the music you had playing when you heard a knock on the door.
“What!?” You yelled out over the sound if running water
“Our neighbor is back! He said he was here to talk to you!” Elle’s voice sounded throughout the bathroom.
“Oh shit, I’ll be right out!” You respond shutting off the water and running to your room. You threw clothes on brushed your hair and almost as fast as you’d exited the showed, you exited your room. You awkwardly stumbled over your own feet into the TV room.
“Hey, sorry I was in the shower... Did I drop something?” You asked when you noticed him on the couch, most likely seeing the scene that happened a mere second ago.
“Oh... Uh, no but I just wanted to apologize...” He sighed running his hands up and down his thighs.
“Apologize? Why?” You asked quirking your eyebrow.
“Well I just assumed I knew everyone in Manhattan that was around my age, I was surprised to see someone so beautiful who I didn’t know,” He smirked, finally gaining that confidence.
“Oh well first, thank you. Second, No worries! I appreciate you saying that though!” You gushed, probably a little bit too enthusiastically.
“I always wanted to stay sorry for not stopping by sooner, I figured that whoever moved in would be a stuck up couple with lots of money, not a pretty girl such as yourself and her best friend,” he winked making my cheeks flare up.
“Oh please,” You giggled, deep in your head you could hear Lisa’s voice warning you, “I do here you don’t have the best reputation, so sorry if I’m not letting you jump in my pants right away,”
“Ah so Lisa has been warning all of the lovely ladies,” He tutted.
“So there are others,” You questioned
“There was... But now there’s only you.” He replied leaning in every so slightly.
“I don’t buy that act yet, Carter,” You scolded standing up.
“Maybe one day, babe,” he cooed walking through the hallway back toward the door.
“See you later, Elle!” He called out before opening and closing the door behind him.
I collapsed into a stool we had by the island of our kitchen, sighing and grabbing one of the cookies he had left earlier.
“What was that about?” Elle asked leaning against the counter.
“He apologized for something he said when we crossed paths earlier,” You mumbled, covering my mouth.
“That’s it?” She pushed, knowing fully well that I was leaving something out.
“Ok he kinda hit on me, but we both heard Lisa, he’s bad news!” You sighed
“So? Beat him at his own game!” She exclaimed
“Yeah? And how do you propose I would do that.” You asked
“Start bringing guys home more! Go out! Make him jealous! Harmlessly flirt with him instead of clamming up like you always do!” She suggested shrugging.
“That doesn’t sound too bad honestly, I’m going through a long dry spell right now after all,” You joked’
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That was six months ago. You ran into Carter a few times a week, exchanging a few words but never having a legitimate conversation. You have brought home way too many guys to count anymore, but you stopped, probably two weeks ago. You aren’t necessarily proud of it, but it was a good release from all of the stress at work, which you started a while ago. You feel like an independent woman, which is a great feeling.
You clumsily walk through the apartment to your room. You groan when someone turns on the light, adding to the already terrible headache you had.
“Oh my god sorry!” Nate, Elle’s boyfriend of three months, exclaimed shutting the light off again, “Elle and I thought someone broke in! She sent me to go check.”
“Oh sorry, just trying to get back to my room alive,” I joked a bit, rubbing my temple. He left me alone once again. Nate was a nice guy, he was very focused on work until he met Elle, they fit perfectly together. He cares so much about her. It’s almost sickening watching the two of them.
You blew your nose which must have been the fifteenth time that morning, finally deciding that work didn’t sound like a great option right now. You climbed back in bed calling your boss to let them know, which she immediately said ok after just hearing your voice. You stared blankly at the ceiling before choosing to get out up and try to eat some toast. You needed to have something in your stomach. When you left the comfort of your room you were greeted with silence. Nate and Elle must have gone out.
While you waited for your toast you scrolled through mindless social media until you heard the door open. You paid no attention to it, figuring the happy couple returned until you heard a voice. An all too familiar voice.
“Well hello there,”
“Jesus, don’t scare me like that,” You said as a leaned down to grab my phone that I dropped due to being startled.
“Sorry, Manhattan, I thought you knew Elle sent me,” He chuckled
“Manhattan? And no, no she didn’t,” You said as you moved closer to him and pulled yourself up on the counter to sit.
“Yes, Manhattan, because you’re the only person who’s from here who I didn’t know, and she knocked on my door saying that you were sick and asked me to check in on you,” He answered
“Hmm… Manhattan, I dig it,” You shrugged
“Anyways, Manhattan, What ever could I do to help you?” He asked in a mocking tone, bowing slightly.
“Wow what I gentlemen!” You gushed teasingly, “You can go back to your apartment if you want, I’m just going to watch tv probably,”
“I’ll join you if you don’t mind, can’t leave a lady in distress alone,” He joked
“Whatever tickles your fancy,” You sighed and slowly moved to the couch in the TV room.
The two of you sat watching TV for probably three hours before he broke the silence.
“So, what have you been up to, your nightly visitors haven’t been around as much,”
“What do ya mean?” You asked, not remembering people stopping by.
“Y’know, the men you bring home after a night out,” He trailed off
“Oh, yeah right, those visitors…”
“Yeah, those visitors, didn’t think you were that type of girl,”
“I can if I want to be,” You scoffed
“You mean you can go from shy and polite, to a slut and a brat?” He asked, “The last time you saw me you nodded your head at me and kept sucking face with some manwhore!”
“Manwhore, ha, you want to talk about manwhores?!” You yelled standing up, “Also a slut!? So what are those girls you bring home every night? Huh?”
“If you paid attention at all, you would’ve noticed that I stopped bringing home girls right after I talked to you that first time!” He yelled back, which made you pause for a moment, but only a moment, because that asshole called you a bitch.
“Get out.” You grumbled
“Excuse me? You're not going to respond to that? I changed myself for you!” He exclaimed, throwing his hands up.
“No, I don’t associate with people who call me degrading names!” You said pushing him toward the door.
“Please, Manhattan, don’t do this,” He begged, holding on to the door frame.
“I’m not doing anything, you did this,” I mumbled as I pried his fingers off the wall and slammed the door, locking it.
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About a month later and you hadn’t spoken a word to Carter, you avoided him like the plague. Maybe you were being childish, but your mother told you, the one time she decided to be a mother, that you should always respect yourself. Being with people who called you named to hurt you, wasn’t respecting yourself. You couldn’t help but notice how isolated Carter had become. He used to be a social person and incredibly well kept, but the last time you saw him he looked like hadn’t taken a shower in weeks. You couldn’t help but feel responsible. He may not have been the nicest to you, but that was once. You could give him another try. You hesitated as you stood in front of his door. You finally ended the mental battle with yourself and knocked on the door.
“Just a minute!” You heard, that voice wasn’t familiar, you thought. The door was whipped open, only to be greeted by a gorgeous woman.
“Hi, um, who are you?” The woman asked tilting her head
“Oh, uh, sorry… This isn’t my apartment,” You replied quickly, just getting ready to turn around. Why would you knock on the door of your own apartment?
“Manhattan?” You heard Carter’s voice, you looked at him for a brief second before turning on your heel and head back to your door.
You couldn’t believe you beat yourself up for so long, only for him to be lying! You felt like a complete and utter fool. You dragged yourself inside, only to look up and see Elle and Nate’s apologetic looks when you glanced up.
“Y/N, sweetie, what happened?” Elle whispered, rushing to your side to bring you over to the couch. You plopped down next to each other.
“He’s with someone, a girl,” You mumbled
“Who is?” Nate chimed in
“Carter, he has been flirting with Y/N nonstop, and then called her a bitch, and when she went to apologize he was with a girl,” Elle answered looking at you to make sure she got her story right, to which you weakly nodded.
“I thought he actually changed. I thought he actually meant it.” I sighed putting my head in my hands.
“You never know, maybe it’s a relative,” She said with a hint of hope, but you couldn’t take it and just shook your head. Elle rubbed circles on your back, exchanging glances with Nate.
When you returned from work you crossed paths with the mysterious lady again. You rushed into your apartment building when you saw that the elevator door was open.
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“Sorry about the other day, I was just a bit turned around,” You explained, trying to break the silence on your way up to your apartment.
“No you weren’t, nobody knocks their own door” She stated, “Carter told me who you were. You’re actually the reason I was there.”
“I was?” You questioned
“Yes, I’m his sister, he was trying to ask me what to do to apologize for calling you names. One thing you should know about my brother, he’s got a temper. A bad one, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. He’s got bad habits. Or had anyways, I’ve noticed that he’s significantly better now than he was six months ago.” She explained.
“Oh wow,” I trailed off, I didn’t really know what else to say.
“You’re a talkative one. Anyways, now I’m just dropping off this for him,” She motioned to the bag in her hand that looked like a present, “however, I do need to get back to my husband, would you mind giving this to him?”
“No, of course not!” You said and took the bag from her, stepping out of the elevator as she pushed the button to go back to the lobby.
You stood there for a moment debating whether or not you should just leave the bag in front of his door. But that probably wasn’t the best idea, and you needed to face him sooner or later, he was your neighbor after all.
“Manhattan?” Carter almost gasped, opening the door. He still looked incredibly tired, and his five o’clock shadow was nearly a beard.
“Um, hi Carter, I ran into your sister, she wanted me to give this to you,” You mumbled
“Wow, thank you, do you mind coming in for a second?” He asked stepping to the side, you shook your head and walked into his apartment, which was identical to yours, but with fewer decorations.
You stood awkwardly, waiting for him to say something, anything.
“So um, Manhattan, I wanted to apologize… I got caught up in what my sister explained as jealousy, which isn’t something I’m used to…”
“Actually, that day I was at your door I came to apologize to you, I felt bad for never talking to you after that day…” You trailed off
“I don’t blame you though, I blame myself. Anyways, I got this for you, as an apology, Y/N, I really want to get to know you. I’m not asking you to be my girlfriend, I just want you to be comfortable. I don’t want to push you into something you don’t want.” He finished handing me the bag you handed him seconds ago, the same one his sister gave you in the elevator.
You reached in the bag and felt a box, which you pulled out. You slowly took the cover off of the box to see a beautiful necklace that had the New York City skyline on it. You picked it up and felt something on the back. It was a date. You recognized the date too. The day you moved into your apartment.
“Carter… This is too much,” You whispered
“Nothing is ever too much for you, Manhattan. That day was one of the best days of my life and I didn't even know it. Just please, give me a chance and go on a date with me.” He asked hopefully
“Well, I’d be a dumb bitch not to,” I joked slightly nudging him with my shoulder.
This could be the start of something great for both of you.
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CEO!Calum
Warning: there is mention of self-harm
Y/n stood up fixing her tight skirt she had been sitting at her desk all finishing up a paper for her boss. She grab it from the printer and walked to her boss’-Mr. Hood- office and knocked on the door.
“Come in!” she heard him call from inside the spacious room. She opened the big wooden door. A smirk graced Mr. Hood’s face when he saw who had entered.
“Ah Y/n,” he bit his lip. “Looking as beautiful as ever.”
She simply laughed shaking her head. She handed him the papers.
He grabbed them and dramatically sighed, then looked back at the girl standing in front of his desk.
“Dammit I thought you were here to visit me,”
“You just asked me to write this,” she laughed.
“Details.” He smiled up at her. As she was walking out of his office he stopped her.
“Uh- Miss. Y/l/n wait!” she turned to him and raised an eyebrow. He got up from his desk to stand by her.
With a nervous smile and sweaty palms he asked, “so there is like this CEO dinner thing and I don’t wanna go alone so I was wondering if you wanted to maybe… uh go with me?”
“I would have to ask my boyfriend first,” his smiled dropped. she never  told him she had a boyfriend.
“Oh okay…”
“Hood, I’m kidding I would love to.” she laughed.
“You’re a tease,” he chuckled. “I’ll pick you up at six, okay?”
She nodded walking out of his office.
Y/n put on her nicest dress. It was a black bodycon dress that stopped above her knees, and accentuated her body beautifully. Her makeup looked great, as she finished putting her dark red lipstick on she heard a knock on the door. She ran down to open her door to see calum standing there looking extremely handsome.
“Hello beauti...ful,” he swallowed thickly. “Wow, you look amazing.” he said in awe.
“You’re not too bad yourself, Mr. Hood.” she smiled.
“I kno-know I’m a little early i just didn’t want to be late,” he stumbled over his words a bit.
“It’s fine wanna come in?” she asked stepping aside. He stepped in and was immediately enveloped in the smell of vanilla just like he imagined her house would smell.  He looked around from where he was standing. It was clean and decorated nicely. He wouldn’t mind seeing more of it.
“So Mr. hood, what is this dinner thing?”
“I don’t know just some dinner they are holding for CEO’s... and Y/n since you’re my date you can call me calum.” he smiled at you.
“Right… do you want anything to drink?”
“Oh uh no, but thank you. We should actually get going though.”
“Alright let me go get my shoes.” she said heading upstairs.
“Oooh can I come?”
“Uh sure why not…?” they both laughed a bit as they went to her room. He liked it and again thought about how he wanted to see it more.
“Okay ready?” she snapped him out of his train of thoughts.
“Uh huh let’s go,” he bit his lip looking at her.
“Wait don’t get out I have to get the door for you like a gentleman, gosh Y/n.” he laughed. He quickly got out of the car and opened the door.
“Oh why thank you, calum.” she said sarcastically, but laughing.
He put his hand on the small of her back keeping her close. He opened the door for her keeping up with the gentleman act up. When they walked in the sound of lots of chatter and a band playing sounded through your ears. He fully wrapped his arm around her waist. She looked up at him once he did so.
“You’re not leaving me tonight, princess” he whispered in her ear. she felt a shiver run down her spine at the pet name.
He took you over to where his friends were to introduce you to them. They were all lovely boys. They were funny and sweet. She could very clearly tell why Calum was friends with them. They were all laughing when calum noticed someone and his eyes widened.
“Shit,” he cursed under his breath. They stopped and looked at him.
“Whats up bud?” the boy named michael asked him.
“David is here,” the other boy's eyes widened as well.
“Who’s David?” Y/n asked, eyebrows furrowed.
“Someone who doesn’t like our pal calum too much.” The tall blonde, Luke, said. Calum grabbed Y/n’s hand tightly.
“Y/n and I are gonna go…”
“It was nice to meet you guys!” y/n said while being pulled away.
“You too!” they all said back.
As they quickly walked through the room Y/n tripped on her heel.
“Fuck,” she mumbled.
Calum turned around. “Shit princess are you okay?” he asked standing her up. She nodded.
“You sure?” she nodded again and said that they should keep going. He wrapped his arm around her waist again. As they were about to start walking calum heard the all too familiar voice.
“That was a pretty brutal fall, you sure you’re okay pretty lady?” calum took and deep breath in and exhaled out, before turning around.
“Hi, David.” calum said bitterly his grip on Y/n’s tightening a bit.
“Oh Calum! Didn’t notice you over my stacks of money.” he said cockily. Calum rolled his eyes, jaw tightening a bit. Y/n noticed this and kissed his shoulder to try and calm him. He just pulled her closer.
“And what’s your name gorgeous?” he asked Y/n placing his fingers under her chin. Calum pushed his hand away from under her chin, that almost pushed calum over the edge. By the look on his face and the tenseness of his muscles Y/n knew she needed to get him out of there before he did something stupid.
“It was nice meeting you David, but we better get going.” Y/n said sweetly.
They started for the door but once again David stopped them.
“Yeah go ahead and take your whore out of here and go cr-” Calum cut him off by grabbing him by the collar.
“Call her a whore one more time I dare you.” David didn’t push it and said nothing.
“I thought so.” calum let go of him by pushing him so he fell. Calum grabbed Y/n’s hand and tugged her out of there. When they got out of the building Calum just kept cursing under his breath. His breathing getting heavier.
“Calum…” Y/n said softly, “why is this bothering you so much?”
“Because he didn’t have the right to call you a fucking whore Y/n! He doesn’t fucking know you!”
“Cal… I’ve been called worse,” he stopped and looked at her.
“What?”
“Calum I was bullied in high school I’m like a pinnacle of depression.”
“Did you self-harm?” he asked gently. She looked down. He grabbed her hand and led her to the car.
A few minutes later he pulled into a big house and brought her inside tugging her to his bathroom. He picked her up by her hips placing her on the counter. He knew it wasn’t her arms and pointed to her thighs. She nodded weakly tears brimming her eyes. He lifted up her dress and when he saw the light scars she whimpered tears falling from her eyes.
“Princess…” he said quietly. She couldn’t control the tears now. He gently cupped her face wiping her tears with his thumbs.
“This why no one loves me.” she choked on a sob.
“No, no, no baby.” he hugged her. “Don’t say that,”
He kissed the top of her head making her calm a bit. He pulled away from her bit.
“Why do you care so much?” she asked him with a sniffle.
“Because I care about you, and I….I-” Y/n looked at him.
“You…?” she said weakly.
“I like you a lot…” he looked away a blush forming on his cheeks. Y/n just grabbed his face gently to make him look at her.
“Thats funny, because I like you a lot too.” with that he pushed his lips onto hers. Without a moment of hesitation she kissed back. When we pulled away breathless I put my forehead against hers.
“I’ll always be here for you, Y/n. I love you.”
“I love you too.” she said pulling his lips back to hers.
A/N: Tbh idrk how i feel about this it just came off the top of my head and i kinda like it but ehhhhhhh and now i feel like i romanticized self-harm... 
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