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Drunk Words are Sober Thoughts - Michael Clifford.
Word Count: 1183.
A/N: I actually talk like that when Iâm drunk, itâs weird, I think I try to compensate for the drunkenness and sound smart but really I just sound like a dick hahaha. Also, itâs a little long and probably boring. Let me know if you like it?
âYou know, Mikey, girls donât like it when you get wasted at the scent of alcohol,â I laughed at the blonde boy beside me.
âIâm not wasted, and Iâve had three drinks already, love!â He yelled over the music.
âWhatever you say.â I rolled my eyes at him.
Iâd just finished my first year of university, so the good, old best friend decided celebrations were in order, but Iâm not complaining. Heâs paying so why not?
âMichael, dance with me!â I whined in his ear.
âBabe, I donât dance.â
âWell then, I guess Iâll just have to find someone else,â he nodded, âhe might be a murderer and youâll never see me again.â
âYeah sure.â
âAll because you wouldnât dance with me,â with a deep sigh, I started to walk away, slowly and dramatically. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the dancefloor. âI knew youâd come around!â I squeaked at him.
âEnough with the squealing, please! Iâm just doing this to get you off my back and I donât want to be responsible for your death.â He laughed.
Michael was always great when I wanted to go out. He could always tell when I was uncomfortable even when he was off his face and always made sure he was around. He tended to get very protective over me, which was nice, unless I was trying to get someoneâs attention. There was always something there with him, unspoken since 9th grade when we played spin the bottle at a party. There was never any awkwardness though.
âDo you want another drink?â his voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
âYes please!â
âOkay, stay here, Iâll be back,â he smiled at me. Every time I drink, I have every intention of seducing that boy, but I always manager to chicken out.
âHey baby,â a masculine voice said from behind me.
âUh, hi.â I stepped away from him.
âWhat are you doing on the dancefloor all alone?â he closed the distance again.
âNot dancing with you, thatâs for sure.â I laughed bitterly, some guys were just creepy and this dude is one of them.
âThatâs rude, I think you owe me a dance now.â His demeanour changed slightly, Iâd pissed him off but he still kept getting closer.
âIf you get any closer to me, the only thing Iâll owe you is a knee to the balls or a fist to the nose.â I smiled.
âSweetheart, didnât anyone ever teach you manners?â he took a step.
âClearly no one taught you any.â I stood my ground, heâs not going to intimidate me.
He grabbed my wrist, âAre you sure about that? All I did was ask you to dance and you were rude.â
âIs there a problem here?â Michael had returned.
âNope, weâre fine.â I looked to Michael reassuringly.
âYou heard the lady, all good.â The douchebag laughed, still holding my wrist.
âYeah, weâre going to dance.â He started leading me further into the room and once he turned around I punched him, in the nose. âI did tell you that would happen, buddy, see ya.â I laughed, probably too excitedly and ran back to Michael, downed my drink and dragged him out of the club
âYou know, I couldâve helped you?â he looked worried.
âYeah but if you helped me, I wouldnât have been able to punch him in the face and that was pretty satisfying,â I giggled, I donât know whether it was the alcohol or adrenaline but I was in a good mood now.
âThat was pretty badass of you,â he laughed with me. He had the cutest damn laugh. My best friend and I were just walking down the street, heavily intoxicated, it was the perfect time. I wasnât going to chicken out again.
âMichael. Mikey. Mike. My dear. I have a proposition for you.â
His eyebrow quirked up, âA proposition? Is this 1950? What is it?â
âI propose, you kiss me.â
âWait, what?â
âWell, this seems like a mistake now, wanna call an uber? Iâm going to call an uber.â
âNo, no, no, you canât just ignore it, did you just ask me to kiss you?â
âYes, however, your reaction leads me to believe it was a mistake, so I withdraw my proposition.â I started trying to find the uber app on my phone, this was taking way too long, shouldâve just chickened out.
âWait, babe, you canât just âwithdraw your propositionâ, what brought this on?â
âWell, you see, I may or may not, slightly, a little bit, kinda, sorta, possibly, maybe like you an eency weency bit.â I said quickly, with my face in my hands.
He started grinning, oh no, he was so going to tease me, âYou like me? Nice. I am pretty irresistible, if I do say so myself,â he winked at me.
âFuck you, Clifford, itâs just a crush.â I rolled my eyes.
âOh yeah, for how long?â
âJust a little whileâŚâ I hung my head.
âHow long, love?â he started getting cocky.
âYa know, like only since 9th gradeâŚâ my volume got progressively lower.
â9th grade! Wow. Thatâs like, 5 years! Why didnât you tell me?â
âCan we just move on? Iâm too drunk for this,â my eyes started welling up, I shouldâve known this would happen.
âNo, we cannot. I just found out my best friend likes me. Itâs not just a âoh yeah coolâ situation.â
âWell, youâre making me feel shitty now, so Iâd like to stop, the uberâs going to be here in a minute, youâre welcome to come, or you can get your own.â
His face softened and he stepped closer to me, âYou donât understand, Iâm not teasing you because I think itâs funny that you like me. Iâm teasing you because I canât believe that you like me!â
âWhatâs the difference?â I sniffled slightly.
âYouâre an idiot sometimes, babe,â he laughed at me, âI like you too, genius.â
My head shot up, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, âUhh, what now?â
He shook his head with a laugh and stepped closer, cupping my cheeks, âI like you,â he kissed me.
It was a little sloppy, Iâm guessing because he was drunk, but definitely an improvement from when we were 14. It was great though, everything that Iâd hoped for.
We broke apart, and he wiped the few tears that managed to escape my eyes, âYouâre clueless sometimes. Five years and you couldnât tell that I liked you? I was the ultimate cock block when we went out.â
âMy personalityâs a cock block, so no, I didnât notice. But I could as the same of you, Clifford. What took you so long?â
âWell, youâre crazy and I didnât want to be punched in the face,â he laughed, teasing me yet again.
âOh fuck you, I wouldnât have punched you.â
âOh, youâd like to,â he grinned, âfuck me not punch me, I mean.â
âDonât be so sure, I think Iâm about to punch you.â
The uber finally arrived and we got in, I rested my head on his shoulder. It was definitely a great way to end my year.
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Eye of the Tiger - Calum Hood
WC: 818
A/N: @calyum1996 Iâm most likely going to tag you in all of my Calum stuff.Â
âYeah, Iâm telling you, he did it!â you heard through the phone line.
âOkay, for the last time, Iâm not disagreeing with you, Iâm just saying itâs not the only possibility,â you laughed at your friend.
âYeah but, my theory is the best,â he whined.
âOkay, sure, whatever. Iâve got to go now anyway. Iâm about to walk into gym.â
âSee ya then. Love you.â
âBye, love you too.â You hung up the phone.
Every time you were busy, thatâs when he decided it was time to rant about his favourite shows. That boy was mad.
You made your way through the glass doors, to the changing room. You dreaded coming to gym but you always felt a sense of accomplishment afterwards. The gym was almost completely empty, except for a tall boy starting at the weights. You started with a warm up on the treadmill, walking to the rhythm of the music coming from the speakers.
Eye of the Tiger started playing, it is a great work out song.
Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, tool my chances
Went the distance, now Iâm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
You heard someone singing over the music. You looked over your shoulder to the boy at the weights getting into the song.
So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Heâd started dancing by this point. You were heavily amused. You kept quiet because you were fairly certain he thought he was alone.
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
Heâd managed to dance his way to the other side of the gym, you made yourself comfortable in a crevice between some machines because you didnât want him to see you. He jumped onto the treadmill and started strutting.
Face to face, out in the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
You were trying to hide your laughter, it was getting difficult. You started to wonder if heâd choreographed this before. So much thought seemed to go into his dance moves. This had to be your favourite gym outing ever.
Rising up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
He dropped to his knees in a dramatic end to the song. You moved out of your space and started clapping and cheering.
âYeah! Woo! That was amazing!â you yelled.
His face went red and his eyes widened in horror. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, âUh, so, how much did you see?â
âAll of it. That was brilliant. I just had to come tell you Iâm now your biggest fan. Beautiful!â you laughed at the poor boy.
âOh wow, Iâm sorry.â He hung his head.
âNo please donât apologise, I loved that! To think I almost didnât come down to the gym today.â
âI thought I was aloneâŚâ
âI figured as much, dude, but you werenât. That made my life worthwhile.â You beamed at the boy.
âWell, in that case, maybe we could do this again some time?â he grinned.
You could feel the redness creeping up your neck, âOh, uh, yeah Iâd like that, a lot.â
He ran away, leaving you confused for a moment until he came back, phone in hand.
âHere, put your number in!â He was just so cute!
âMy nameâs Y/N, by the way.â
âCalum,â he stuck his hand out to shake yours.
âWell, Calum, when we do go out, Iâm taking you to karaoke,â He laughed.
âWeâll see, if we do that, itâll be your turn to show me what youâve got.â
âOh dear, thisâll be interesting,â laughter filled the room.
âYes it will. Anyway, we should probably get back to working out.â
âYeah,â you smiled as you walked back to the machines.
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Thatâs my Favourite Song! - Luke Hemmings.
WC:621.
@lukes2k16
You were driving down the highway in your new car. Windows down, music loud. You were listening to your favourite album, perfect way to celebrate getting your license.
You were headed to pick your friends up, because they all have given up on driving, as you were the last to get your licence. Unfortunately, they all live ages away.
You pulled up to a red light, rocking out to your favourite song when you see a car pull up in the corner of your eye. They were playing the same song, equally as loud. You turned to them, they were looking at you two. It was like you were thrown into a movie, duet with a stranger. He was beautiful too. Blonde hair, blue eyes, killer smile. Definitely swoon worthy. He really got into it. Unfortunately, the light turned green. You drove off, wishing you could know more about him.
//
Once you got to your friendâs place and they got in the car, you told them about the encounter with the beautiful boy. They all laughed because of how ridiculous it sounded. But, as lame as it is, you thought there could be something there.
You got to the outlet and decided youâd do some shopping then get lunch. You walked in and out of 12 stores in 40 minutes. Youâd bought bath bombs, dresses, a new pair of shoes, some art supplies and 4 new books. Some of your friends had gotten even more than you. It was safe to so that you guys had an addiction, and your bank account wasnât a fan. You decided it was probably time for lunch, thatâd save you at least an hour of shopping. You went to the food court and you all ordered, soon after all gotten your food and found a space with enough room for all of you.
âSo, Y/N, do you know anything else about lover boy from the stop light?â your friend, Alyssa, asked.
âOther than that he is the most beautiful human that Iâve ever seen? Nope.â You sighed.
âYouâre love-struck, sweetheart,â Bex, chimed in.
âOh whatever, Iâm not exactly flourishing in the love department,â you laughed.
You thought you heard singing, but just brushed it off.
âUhh, babe, by any chance did you duet dude have like dirty blonde hair, and stubble? And like his blue eyes, were they like reeeaally blue?â Alyssa asked.
You furrowed your eyebrows and nodded, âWhy?â
Your question was answered when you heard a voice getting closer.
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
I'm shaking falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
âOh my god.â You were afraid to turn around. Your friends were all cracking up. They were just as confused by the situation as you were.
âHey, so, correct me if Iâm wrong, but did we have a moment this morning?â the thick Australian accent drifted to your ears. âIâm Luke, by the way.â
âHey, Luke. Iâm Y/N. I believe we did. I canât believe you just started singing in the middle of the shopping centre though.â You laughed.
âPretty name for a pretty girl,â he winked.
âDude that was lame!â both his friend and Alyssa snorted.
âYeah, whatever. So, Y/N, do you wanna go out some time?â he smiled.
Your heart melted, âIâd love to.â He handed you his number and you smiled up at him, âthanks.â
âPleasureâs mine, babe.â
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Hope You like Water -Michael Clifford
WC: 1517.
A/N: well this is a Michael one. Hopefully, Iâll start getting some followers instead of posting to no one hahaha
It was 2am, you roll over burying your face into the pillow. For the 5th time this month your dogs were going off as the boy next door climbed into your yard. Your parents were travelling North America for their anniversary. The tall blonde boy that you had the displeasure of living next to, was a bit of a party animal. Youâd been to your fair share of parties as well but you didnât disrupt the neighbourhood doing it. You were over it.
//
âOllie, Samson, itâs breakfast time!â you called to your dogs. It was Saturday, you knew for a fact your neighbour would be keeping you up again. But this time, you had a plan. Youâd tried talking to him before about it and he said heâd stop, but that only lasted a few weeks. He was just so inconsiderate.
Your phone rang, knocking you out of your thoughts. Your best friend, Alice, was calling.
âHey babe!â she screamed in your ear.
âHey, lovely!â you screamed right back.
âKylieâs having a party tonight and youâre coming with me. So weâre going shopping because letâs face it, your wardrobe is useless.â you hear the giggle through the line.
âUgh, are you sure that I have to be there?â you questioned her.
âYour boyfriend will be thereâŚâ you could practically see her wiggling her eyebrows.
âHeâs not my boyfriend, weâre just friends..â
âRiiiight.â
âIf youâre going to be like this, I wonât come at all.â
âNo, no, no, please come, youâre like the only one I can put up with!â
âWell, thanks.â You huffed.
âIâll be there in 15. Bye.â The phone clicked.
Great. Now youâd have to find something to wear. Rummaging through your closet you managed to find a cute and comfortable dress, there was no way you were wearing anything thatâd be a hassle because Alice is going to make you try on everything.
//
âIâm here! Your day just got better.â Aliceâs voice rang through the house as you heard the door slam. âIs your hot neighbour home?â
âOh my gosh, Alice, heâs an asshole.â
âA hot asshole, plus I donât want to date him, I want to bang him.â You snorted at your best friendâs choice of words.
She headed out the back, peering over the fence. He was attractive, like really attractive, but you couldnât deal with the inconsiderate boy any longer.
âHe did it again this morning Alice. 2am. 2-o-fucking-clock in the morning. I need my beauty sleep!â you dramatic dropped onto your lawn chairs.
âI mean, you could always ask him to come inside rather than jump the fence.â She winked at you.
âAlice, Iâm not into him.â You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks.
âOoooo, you like him!â She jumped up and down, âI canât believe you didnât tell me! Here I am thinking you like Calum but nope youâre in love with Michael!â
âShhhhh, I think heâs home!â you clamped your hand over her mouth. You loved the girl but sometimes you werenât sure if there was anything between her ears.
âCome on, letâs go before all of the stores close.â She dragged you towards her car.
//
âSo, when are you going to ask Michael out?â Alice questioned.
âWill you drop that already? He isnât into me, Iâm not into him.â You rolled your eyes.
âMate, you must be blind. Iâve seen him when Iâve been chillinâ at your place. He does everything to get your attention.â
âWell, heâs got it. Tonight, when he inevitably jumps my fence, Iâll be there, waiting.â
âSexy.â
âNot like that, Iâve got a water pistol! Iâm going to show him who heâs messing with, heâll be too drunk to realise whatâs hit him.â You laughed.
âOh my god, youâre so in love with him.�� Alice squeezed your cheeks, laughing.Â
Youâd tried on like 50 dresses already. None of them were good enough for Alice. You walked into a new store, hopefully the last one.
âOkay, take these two and this skirt and this top. Then come out.â You knew the protocol, poking your tongue at your best friend as she handed you the outfits.
âWooooooo! I love it. Get it. That dress is hot on you babe! Honestly, if Michael doesnât get on it, I will.â She joked.
âYeah, right,â you turned to look at the mirror, it did look really good, âbut Iâll get it.â
âYay! Heâs gonna lose his jaw because itâll hit the ground so fast.â You rolled your eyes at her.
//
It was 8pm when you got to the party. There was so many people, it smelt like alcohol and sweat. Disgusting. You made a b-line for the backyard, hopefully finding some salvation.
âHey, short stack!â your drunken friend, Calum, slurred.
âDude, youâre six foot, Iâm not short.â
âWhatever you say, Shorty.â You rolled your eyes at him. He always did this when he was drinking. He seemed obsessed with you being short.
You walked away from him over to where the drinks were. You spotted Michael and, unfortunately, so did Alice.
âHey, Michael!â She yelled.
âHey, Alice, howâs it going?â he was just so cute, you couldnât help blushing when he nodded at you.
âNot too bad, my good friend here is also doing well.â Your face would not stop getting red. You questioned your friendship in that moment.
âOh yeah, Y/N, whatâve you been up to?â he smiled at you.
âNot a lot, just been uh, ya know, doing some uh things and um stuff.â You mentally face-palmed.
He laughed lightly, âwhatdaya know? Things and stuff, me too.â
Alice, started pulling kissy faces while Michael was looking at you and you wanted to curl up and die. You couldnât believe youâd just said that.
âYeah, haha, Iâve gotta go talk to someone,â you looked over your shoulder, âthat way. Bye Mike!â
//
Youâd spent the next few hours avoiding Michael while simultaneously keeping an eye on Aliceâs drinking. She never really did know when to stop.
You were talking to Calum again when you saw Alice getting a little handsy with one of the girls in the living room. Ducking away from Calum, you went and collected your best friend and made your way home. You only lived two streets over so it wasnât that big of a deal. You put her to bed, then remembered your revenge plan, so you collected your water pistol and got in position. It was 1am now, so you expected Michael anytime now.
//
Youâd dozed off for a few minutes, until you heard the rustling of the bushes in your yard. Youâd locked the dogs inside so they wouldnât blow your cover.
You saw a figure creeping across the yard. You aimed. Waited. And fired. You sprayed the boy with the whole capsule of water, his high pitched squeals sounded in your ears. You were either too drunk to care, or the revenge was too good. You cackled loudly.
âHoly shit, what the fuck is going on?â He squealed.
âTake that motherfucker. Thatâll teach you!â you continued laughing.
âY/N, is that you?â he stalked closer to you.
âYes!â
âWhy did you just attack me with water?â he interrogated.
âYou keep jumping my fence after your stupid parties and it sets my dogs off, and wakes me up. You know that!â you explained.
âI didnât realise it woke you, sorry.â He rubbed the back of his neck.
âI told you, like, a month ago that it bugged me!â
âFair enough, well can I make it up to you?â his demeanour completely changed. You hadnât realised before but heâd gotten awfully close to you.
You gulped, âWell, uh, you see, um, I think maybe, uh, you could maybe stop setting my dogs off?â it came out as more of a question than request. You suddenly felt very meek.
âI mean, I could do that,â he smirked, âor I could just come see you.â
âWouldnât you still set the dogs off, jumping the fence and all?â your naivety made him laugh.
âI could come through the front door, Y/N.â he looked into your eyes, so close your noses touched.
âOh.â You replied, finally understanding. You felt very small compared to him at this moment.
âYeah,â he moved closer, which you didnât think was possible.
The green-eyed boy connected your lips, you were frozen for a moment but once you processed what was happening, you kissed him back. You never realised how much you wanted this boy until now. You couldnât believe he wanted you too. After a few more moments, he detached himself from you.
âWoah,â you mumbled.
âHaha, you could say that.â He laughed at you.
âWell, thatâs not how I expected this encounter to go. Honestly, I thought Iâd have to hide from you after I wet you.â You giggled.
âOh yeah, about that,â he swiftly picked you up, and jumped into the pool with you, laughing loudly as he did so.
âHoly shit, thatâs cold!â
âWell, you asked for it, baby.â He smirked at you, kissing you softly.
âTouchĂŠ.â You laughed into the kiss.
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What do you mean, work? - Calum Hood
A/N:This is something I wrote for @calyum1996 I sent it through your ask but I donât know if it all sent so here.Â
"Mmgndgdhfnf." You heard from the boy in your bed.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" You giggled.
He turned his head slightly, smiling while taking the sight of you in his new T-shirt and a pair of lacy underwear in, "I said, can you please come lie back down."
You walked towards the closet picking an outfit for work, "Cal, you know I've got a meeting this afternoon."
He lifted himself to his elbows, you caught yourself getting distracted by the defined arm muscles and the way the ink of his tattoos wrap around them, "but baaaaabbbeee, that's this afternoon, this is this morning."
"Calum Thomas Hood, it is 11:30am, it is barely this morning still!" You laughed at the chocolate eyed boy.
"Pfft, it's still morning, honey." He slowly rose from the bed without you noticing, stalking towards you while you were getting dressed.
Suddenly his lips were attached to your neck, just the way he knew you liked.
"Calum, no, I've got to go to work, stop it." It didn't come out as firm as you wanted, you both knew you didn't want it to stop.
"Okay, if you say so, I'm going back to bed though." He laughed cockily as he released you.
"Fuck you, Calum!" You yelled as you jumped the boy and managed to fall on the bed.
"I knew you wanted me."
"Shut up before I really do leave for work buddy." He kissed you again.
"Yeah whatever babe, you wouldn't leave me." He detached his lips from yours, planting kisses over your face between every word.
"Wanna make a bet, Hood?" You questioned, staring into those deep brown eyes that were filled with adoration for you. You couldn't tell him, but he knew, whenever you looked into those eyes you were done for, that boy had you wrapped around his finger, but you had him wrapped around yours as well.
"Hah," He smiled at you, "if you leave me right now and stay gone and not talk to me until after your meeting, then I'll buy dinner for a week."
"Well, if it's dinner we're betting with," you rose from the bed and headed towards the door, and with a wink you said "bye babe."
8 hours was much too long without Calum with you, much much too long, but you weren't a quitter.
*blip blip* you looked to your phone.
Message from Michael hey, what're you up to?
I'm working Michael, you responded knowing damn well Calum put him up to it.
Okay okay, when are you going to be home?
That confirmed it for you. When I finish work Michael, tell him I said hello and I hope it's pay week.
You shook your head with a huff, he never wants to make this easy on you. You were winning this bet no matter what.
You went into your meeting, not completely focused, but that wasn't the point. You only had half an hour left of work. You could do this. You looked back up at the clock. 28 minutes. Man time goes slow. You tapped your fingers anxiously on the desk. This had to be the longest you'd gone without seeing or talking to Calum since he got back from tour. Even asleep, he was right beside you.
8 minutes. You could do it, you were away from him for 9 months during tour. What's another few minutes.
It was finally time to go, a 15 minute drive home and you'd be able to see him agave in.
You walked through the door. All the lights were off. You were starting to get pissed, he knew what time you'd be back. You went upstairs to your room and saw the ensuite light on, following the melodic voice you'd begun to hear you walked in there.
Your boyfriend, in the shower, glistening under the water, he hadn't noticed you were there yet but you didn't care, soaking in his voice and his body was enough to make you melt. You quietly stripped off and opened the glass door, joining him. He jumped when you put your hands around his neck.
"Shit babe, when did you get home?" That smile made you weak in the knees.
"Like 5 minutes ago, I thought I'd join you." He clearly liked the idea as well because before you could process anything, he had you pinned to the shower wall, he lips on your neck. One hand caressing your cheek, the other roaming your body.
"Don't disappear that long again please, especially when we clearly weren't finished." You never truly knew how much power you had over your boyfriend until this moment. His arms snaked around you waist travelling down your sides, coming to rest underneath your bum. He attached his lips to yours again, pulling you as close as he could but both of you knew it wasn't close enough.
He hoisted you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist. You could feel him between your thighs, the pressure was building, both of you looking for some release. He turned the shower off, carrying you to the bed, he didn't take his lips off of yours once...
You laid there in silence for a few moments, catching your breath, slowing down your heart rate as much as you could.
"I'm so madly in love with you." He stated. No hesitation. As simply as he would tell you the time. Your heart fluttered and you rolled into his side, kissing his cheek.
"Hey Cal,"
"Yeah"
"You just wet the bed." You laughed.
He shook his head with a laugh, "that's your response to me professing my love?"
"Yes sir."
He smiled, you didn't know, but he looked at you like you were his entire world.
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