Requested: Yes- Anon asked: you are a model and its rumored you and CALUM are dating. The paparazzi catches y’all going inside into a super bowl party separatly but inside y’all are so cute and like sitting on his lap etc.
Okay but it probably be close to 2 am and you and Cal would be in your shared hotel room, drunk off your asses, and you’d turn away from Calum to check your phone or get something out of your bag and once you turn your attention back to him you’d fall off the bed laughing your ass off because he’d have the all your pillows on his arms and head and have the sheet tossed over his shoulders while quoting shitty pickup lines to you, and you’d be clutching your stomach while still on the floor laughing at your adorable dork of a boyfriend
People always look strangly at me when I tell them math is my favorite subject in school. I was fairly good with everything that contained numbers and calculating things. All in all I was a very good student. In the eyes of most of the people I was a nerd but to be honest I don’t give a damn what people think about me. I wanted a good future and that was only possible with good grades.
After classes were over my teacher Mrs. Stark asked me to stay behind for a moment. “(Y/N) I want to ask you a favour. You’re my best student by far and there is one student in particular I’m very concerned about. You might know who I am talking about.” she sighed and rubbed her fingers over her forhead.
I was pretty sure she was talking about Luke Hemmings. He is the most popular kid at school. A real dick. A typical bad boy. He is skipping school. He talkes back rudely at teachers. Detention is his second home. He sleeps around. He smokes, not only cigareattes. He deals. He drinks. He doesn’t give a fuck about anything. He is basically one of those guys your parents always warned you about.
“Yes I’m sure I know who you’re talking about. But I have nothing to do with him. I don’t know how I could help?” I told her confused. “He is failing my class and not just mine. I want you to try to tutor him a little. He is not a dumb kid and even though he is rude and acts like he doesn’t know anything I still have hope. I think he could actually do it. With a little help from you.” she explained. “I know it’s a lot to ask.”
I have classes with him everyday and I kind of agree with Mrs. Stark. There is potentional in him. Luke was never mean to me, he never did anything to make me feel bad so I decided to help him out. “Alright. I’ll try.” I smiled. “Thank you so much (Y/N)! I will talk to the other teachers about it and we’re gonna talk about a adequate reward for your work.” she stated happily. “No problem.” I smiled and took leave.
After I put my books in my locker decided to look for Luke and tell him the, for him probably awful, news. He was probably behind the school buliding. It was the smoking place of the school. Everyone who needed a smoke came here. I’ve never been there before, I didn’t like the people, most of them were rude asshole and made stupid comments about everyone.
With an uneasy feeling in my stomach I walked outside and looked for Luke. He wasn’t hard to miss. He was really tall and his arms were covered with a lot of tattoos. After a little while of searching I spotted him leaned against a wall a few meters away from me. He was surrounded by his friends Michael and Calum. I didn’t like either of them. With every chance they get they try to bring me down.
I took a long breath and quickly walked over to them. “Uhm hey.” I spoke out rather nervous. Three heads shot into my direction. A quick smile spread over Luke’s face while Michael and Calum looked annoyed by my apperance. “What do you want here nerd?” Calum scoffed. “That’s non of your business.” I snapped. “Oh she’s getting sassy. I think someone needs to teach that bitch some manners.” Michael hissed and stepped forward.
Luke held him back by putting his hand forcefully on his shoulder. “Leave us alone.” Luke lazily said and let go of Michael. “But -” he started but Luke cut him off. “I said, leave us alone.” he hissed. Michael frowned and ran off with Calum next to him.
“How can I help you princess?” he asked and turned to me. The way he looked at me and the way he said princess caused a weird feeling in my stomach. I tried to ignore it and concentrate on why I’m here. “Mrs. Stark talked to me earlier and asked me for a favor.” I explained.
“So? What do I have to do with it?” he asked and lit himself another cigarette. “Well, she wants me to tutor you. You’re failing some classes.” I blurted out. Luke blew smoke out of his mouth and he looked at me annoyed. “You’re not actually thinking I’m taking that offer right? And why would you even help me?”
“Because I think with some help and the right attitude you could be a pretty good student. I don’t want you to fail. That’s it.” I shrugged. “Why do you care?"
"I just do. So will you do it?” Minutes passed before he finally answered. “Sure. Tell me when.” I was surprised with his answer. I thought I’d need to convince him longer. “How about tomorrow after school? We can talk about other dates then.” I suggested. Luke shrugged his shoulders and nodded. “Alright."
"Alright. See you tomorrow then.” I replied hesitantly. Was he kidding me? I guess I will find out tomorrow.
As usual Luke was late to class. He missed the first period completely and half of the second period. When he came in he had an argument with our history teacher and almost got suspended from the class. I didn’t understand how someone can be so rude and arrogant. I sure as hell won’t put up with his nasty attitude.
When classes were over I got some books out of my locker and stuffed them into my bag. I had a lot of work to do that was for sure but I love to help and I’d hate it if Luke would fail the class just because I didn’t want to support him.
Quickly I made my way outside to the parking lots and waited for Luke. We didn’t arrange where we would meet. We haven’t talked since yesterday and I still wasn’t 100% sure he’d come at all. Fifteen minutes passed by when I finally spotted him across the parking lot. Lazily he trotted towards me, his bag pack hanging casually over his shoulder. “Thought you already went.” He said as he was approaching me. “Nope. I could’t leave without you.” I replied. “Too bad.” He mumbled. “Do you have a car or do we have to walk?”
“I have a car. It over there.” I pointed to a dark blue Mini Cooper a few meters away from us and walked towards it. “Cute.” Luke laughed, threw his bag on the back seat and climbed in the car. It was kinda funny to watch how he tried to manage his long legs into my little car. I chuckled and hopped in myself. The car ride was quiet, neither of us said a world until we arrived at my place. I felt awkward and a little insecure when I noticed Luke watching at me out of the corner of his eyes.
“Do you want anything to drink or eat before we start?” I asked him after we arrived. “Beer if you have.” Luke muttered and looked around the room. “No way in hell you’re getting a beer while we’re studying.” I protested and got the books out of my bag. “Fine.” He frowned. “I don’t want anything then.”
“Alright. Let’s go upstairs and start. We have a lot of work to do.” I led the way to my bedroom, Luke following me.
“Nice room. I love the bed.” He smirked and let himself fall on it. “Wow subtle.” I rolled my eyes and sat down cross legged on the floor. “So, with what do we start?” I asked. “How about we make out a little. I’m sure I can concentrate better after that.” He grinned and patted the space next to him. “How about we study first and make out after that.” I sarcastically replied. “Sounds good to me.” The smirk on his face grew wider when he sat down across of me.
“Looking at me like that. I’m not an object Luke.” “
I never said that.”
"You’re not even here to study right?”
“No. To be honest I thought I could bang you.”
I rolled my eyes, “Well bad for you because we’re actually gonna study now. No making out. No banging. Got it?”
“Let’s see for how long you stay true to that.” He winked.
I let out a long sigh and opened the math book. “Let’s start with math. Can you tell me anthing you know?”
“Well I know that 1+1 is 2.”
“Wow. You’re so clever.” I sarcastically spoke. “Lets start with the basics. Do you know anything about fractions?” I asked, not really expecting a yes. He scratched his chin and shook his head no. “Not so much no.” he admitted. “It’s gonna be a looong day.” I mumbled while looking for fractions in the book.
I tried to explain Luke the basics of fractions but this boy has a attention span of a fly. I had to explain everything at least five times before he actually understood what exactly I want from him. “I don’t wanna do this anymore. This is bullshit when the fuck do I need this shit in real life?” Luke barked and threw his pencil across the room. “You haven’t even done one fraction Luke. I know you know how to it. You just need to concentrate. It’s really not that hard.”
“Don’t tell me what to do. I can’t do it and I’m done with this shit. I don’t give a shit if I fail this fucking class.” he angrily said and eased himself up from the floor. "Why do you have to be so stubborn? You’re not dumb Luke. Now sit down and concentrate!“
"Fuck off.” he hissed and walked out of my room. “Fine! You know what? I don’t give a fuck if you fail. It’s your future you’re destroying.” I shouted after him. Without another word he slammed the front door shut, leaving me all by myself. “Moron.” I mumbled and strode back into my room.
I couldn’t understand why he acted this way. I only wanted to help and that’s what a get in return? Thanks a lot. But I still think he can do it. It would contain a lot of hard work but I believe in him. I’n not giving up just yet.
Luke ignored me throughout the whole next day. When we had lunch break I decided to talk to him and set some things straight. I walked to the smoking area and immediatly spotted Luke on the same place as yesterday. I took a deep breath and approached him and his friends. “What do you want here?” he asked annoyed as soon as he saw me. “Setting some things straight.” I started, “I’m not giving up on you just yet. I know you can do it and with some help you won’t fail. Please let me help you.” I begged. “I’m not a charity case. I don’t need you fucking help now get out of here.” I shook my head and scoffed. “Well if that’s what you think. I actually I believe in you Luke. It’s sad that you’re not believing in yourself.” A sad expression appeared on his face but he didn’t say anthing else. “You know where you find me.” I said and turned around to leave.
I didn’t say anthing about what happened to Mrs. Stark yet. I still had hope that Luke would change his mind.
Classes were over but Luke never came to me. With a guilty conscience I drove home. Maybe I should have done more. I felt bad that I couldn’t help him out but I was also pissed at his idiotic attitude.
Thirty minutes after I arrived at home someone rang the doorbell, when I opened it I was a little shocked by who was stading in front of me. It was Luke.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“I’m here to learn something about fractions.”
My eyebrows raised and I looked at him unsure. “Are you?”
“Yes I am. Now can I come it or do you want me to freeze my ass off?”
“Just to make sure. You want my help?”
“Don’t push me (Y/N)” he warned. I crossed my arms over my chest and blocked the way inside. “Say it.” I demanded
He clenched his jaw and rolled his eyes before he ruefully said what I wanted to hear. “I need your help (Y/N). I don’t want to fail classes.” A smug smile spread over my face and I let him inside. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” Luke shot me an angry look, “I mean it, don’t push it.” I chuckled, “Sorry.”
We walked upstairs and sat down on the floor, math books in front of us. I started explaining everything to him again. This time slower and more specific than yesterday. Whenever he had a question I listened carefully and tried give him an easily understandable answer. He was much more concentrated and he actually solved some fractions on his own.
The hours passed by quickly and I couldn’t believe Luke worked so good. “I think it’s enough for today.” I told him. A long sigh esaped Luke’s mouth, “Did I do okay?” he asked. I nodded proudly. “You did great. I’m proud of you.”
“Pf yeah right.”
“No Luke, I’m serious.”
“Why? Why would you be proud? Why would you believe in me? I’m a hopless case.” he mumbled and looked down.
“You’re not a hopless case. Why would you think that?” I asked shocked. “No one ever believed in me. No one was ever proud of me. Everyone think I’m stupid and worthless.” I furrowed my eyebrows together and shook my head slightly. “That’s not true. You’re not stupid and you sure as hell are not worthless. I think you’re actually pretty bright, you could do so much with your life and whoever said you’re worthless is an idiot.”
“I don’t even know what to do with my life.” he said and sadly smiled.
“Well, is there something you love doing?”
Hesitantly he nodded. “Well I kinda love to sing and I can play the guitar pretty well I guess. But my dad said I’m never gonna make it because I’m not good enough.” he shrugged
“Fuck what he says! If you love doing it, do it! And I’d love to hear something one day.” I smiled. His head shot up and a weak smile was in his face. “Really?”
"Thank you (Y/N). For trying to help me out and everything.”
Two month passed. Luke and I met every tuesday and friday to study together. He is getting better and better, he even got a C on our last math exam. As a celebration I got him his own calculator, I will never forget his reaction. It was hilarous. After a little while we grew more and more together and actually hang out once in a while.
It was friday and we decided to make ourself a pizza and watch some movies after studying. I was in the kitchen preparing everything when Luke came in and leaned against the kitchen counter, watching my every move. “Why do you keep looking at me like that?” I asked anxiously. Lately he always looked at me differently. I couldn’t really explain it. He licked over his lips and averted his eyes. “It’s nothing.”
"If there is something wrong you can tell me you know,” I stated and put some cheese on the pizza. “Anyway. I hope you’re hungry. The pizza will be done in a few minutes.” All of a sudden I felt Luke’s arms around my waist and his head next to mine. “It’s not the pizza I want.” he whispered into my ear and turned me around. Our bodies were pressed together and out faces were only inches apart. “It’s you I want.” he breathed out. “Luke -” but before I could finish my sentence Luke pressed his lips to mine. I melted into the kiss and slung my arms around his neck. Was this really happening? My heartbeat increased, It felt like it would burst out of my chest any minute.
“You were there for me when I needed you. You were the one who believed in me when I didn’t even believe in myself. Thank you.” he smiled, still holding me close. I opened my mouth to say something but I didn’t know what to say. “I have one other thing to confess.” he stated. “What is it?”
My sister got her wisdom teeth out yesterday and she was chillin on the couch and all of a sudden her eyes shot open and she mumbled for about 10 minutes before we realized she was talking about the Hey Everybody video (how it was being released that day and such). So we sat down and watched it with her and during the second verse she starts crying and he looks at me and says “you didn’t tell me Michael was a hotdog”
Michael Clifford Imagine → Mr. Badass, Don't Be Shy
Pairing: Michael x Reader Request: Yes
A.N.: I’m really really sorry it took so long! I really didnt know how to write this, I really hope you like it! and I coudlnt think of a nice title for the story i’m sorry I suck Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5
It’s the first day of school after the summer break
. I was quite happy that the break is over, I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy my free time, but I actually liked school. I’m a fairly good student and I actually like going there, yes, I admit I’m kind of a nerd. But I didn’t care. And I don’t care what people think of me, I want a good future and that’s only possible with good grades.
I had math first, my favorite. I was sitting in the front row, my best friend next to me. We were just talking about how we wanted to spend the weekend when our teacher, Mr. Schwarz came in. He walked over to his desk and placed his bag on it. “Hello students. How was you break? I hope you all had a nice time.”
The first few minutes we talked about our summer, what we did and where we went, before Mr. Schwarz checked who was present and who was not. “Mr. Clifford? No? Has anyone seen him?” Most of the class just shook their heads. “As usual.” Mr. Schwarz frowned. “Anyway, moving on..” He checked the rest of the class before he started his lesson.
Half an hour before the class ended, the door opened and a tall dark haired boy walked in. “Mr. Clifford, nice to see you again. Why are you late?” Mr. Schwarz asked politely. “Ask your wife.” Michael snapped and put hands in his pockets. “Well
, I guess I see you later in detention. Sit down.” Mr. Schwarz said, still politely.
Michael rolled his eyes and walked over to his place, letting his bag fall down on the floor with a loud thud. I couldn’t help but peek over to him. He’s changed quite a lot since I last saw him. He died his hair dark, almost black, he had a piercing on his brow now and quite a lot new tattoos on his arms.
I never really talked to him, a few words only but that’s it. I was quite the nerd and shy and he was, well, he was really popular and a real bad boy. You know, the kind your parents always warned you about.
Despite the fact that I never really talked to Michael, I wanted to. I really wanted to get to know him, but he probably wouldn’t even like me since I’m the exact opposite of him. All of a sudden Michael looked up from his desk and his eyes met mine. For seconds we just looked at each other, he started smiling and shot me a little wink.
I quickly looked away, my cheeks getting red. I bit my lip from smiling too wide. I don’t know why this made me so happy but I just couldn’t stop smiling.
The day went by pretty fast. it was lunch time now and me and my friend were in our way to the cafeteria. I looked down on my phone to check the time when someone walked into me, making me fall on my bum. “Ouch” I whined, rubbing my back. “Fuck, watch were you’re g- oh (Y/N) I’m sorry. I -I didn’t see you there.” Michael stuttered and and stretched out his hand for me to help me get up. It’s weird I never heard him stutter before. “It’s okay.” I mumbled, grabbing his hand. “No really I’m sorry. Are you uh are you okay?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck.
His friends, who were standing behind him, looked at him weird. They’re probably not used to talk to people like me. “Dude who cares. Let’s go.” One of the boys said annoyed, putting a hand on Michaels shoulder, trying to pull him away from us. “I’m coming when I’m done. Shut the fuck up.” He snapped and shrugged the hand away. “Uhm well I’m okay.” I just said and grabbed my friends hand, quickly walked away from Michael and his friends. I clearly didn’t want to get off the wrong foot with these guys.
“What the hell was that?” My friend asked as we entered the cafeteria. “I don’t know.” I shrugged, trying not to freak out inside. “I didn’t know Mr. Badass could be nice.” My friend laughed and put an apple
, a black shirt, and boots. His hair was ruffled and his jeans ripped, his tattoos perfectly visible. God I really wanted to ruffle through that hair. I bit my lip and a blush crept on my cheeks again. I shouldn’t be thinking of something like that, but I couldn’t stop. Luckily I got torn out if my thoughts when I heard my friend calling out my name.
“Jeez, (Y/N) are you even listening to me?” She asked annoyed. “What sorry. I wasn’t - uh I just…sorry.” I mumbled. “Whatever,” she sighed, “I just told you that I can’t drive you home today. My mom wants me to be early today, my grandma is visiting.” She explained and took a bite from her apple. “It’s fine. I just walk.” I smiled.
The last period ended and I was at my locker putting my books
in it. “Alright so, I see you tomorrow. Love you.” My friend said and hugged me tight. “Love you too. Have fun with your family.” I smiled and broke the hug, letting her leave.
I walked out the back door of the school, since it was a big shortcut for me. It was usually the place where all the students came when they needed a smoke. Cigarette or anything else, didn’t matter. I usually don’t like going this way but since school was over, practically no one was here.
I walked around a corner when I suddenly head a dark voice calling out my name, “Didn’t know you smoked.” I flinched and quickly turned around. “Oh my god, you scared me!” I told Michael who was leaning against the wall, one hand in his pockets the other one holding a cigarette. “Didn’t mean to.” He smirked. “It’s okay, and uh I don’t..I don’t smoke.” I shyly said and looked on the ground. “I thought so.” He laughed. “Anyway, sorry about earlier. My friend’s a dick.”
“It’s fine. Anyway, I better go.” I mumbled and turned around to walk away. “Wait!” He shouted holding me by my wrist. “Uhm I wanted to ask you something.” He said, letting go of my arm. My heart started beating faster, what would he probably want from me? “What is it?” I asked as casual as I could.
Michael scratched the back of his head again, seems like he does that when he’s nervous. “I don’t know if you want to, maybe you already have plans or anything, I don’t know uhm..” His hand now ruffled through his hair, “Do you, uh doyouwannagooutwithme?” He mumbled. I didn’t really understand what he was saying since his hand kinda covered his face while he was taking.
“I’m sorry what?” I asked, furrowing my brows. Michael clenched his jaw and took a deep breath before speaking, “(Y/N) would you like to go out with me?” He quickly said, putting his hands in his pockets again, I could have sworn he started blushing. I bit my lip to keep me from screaming out. He wanted to go out with me. Me. Of all people. “I - I understand if you don’t want to.” He said and fake smiled.
“No, no, I’d love to go out with you.” I smiled. “Really?” Michael asked, his face lit up with excitement. I just nodded and smiled widely. “Great.” he smiled, “Should I maybe take you home? I noticed you only go this way when you have to walk home.” He said and sweetly smiled. “Uh yeah that’d be nice.”
“Or maybe we could go out for some ice cream or something now? I-If you want.” He said, throwing his cigarette way. “Ice cream sounds great.” I giggled and walked with Michael to his car. “Wait a second, shouldn’t you be at detention?” I asked laughing. “Let’s just pretend I don’t.” Michael said and shot me a wink smiling.
You were currently lying in your bed, bawling your eyes out after the worst day ever. Today had started off pretty amazing actually. School was kinda good today, which was a rare thing and obviously made your mood really good, and then you got a call that you were accepted for an internship you really wanted. So all in all that day had been quite perfect. That was until you arrived at your boyfriends house. You just wanted to stop by to tell him the good news and celebrate with him for a while so you made your way over to his house, not bothering to call him before since you knew he’d probably be home anyways. He didn’t really leave the house a lot when he wasn’t on tour and even if he wouldn’t have been home you could have waited there for him. There was no reason to think about that now though since he was home. He had given you a spare key before he went on tour so you could stop by occasionally to check if everything was good there. You had used that key to let yourself in, not even bothering to ring the bell because why? When you walked in you saw that the living room was empty, so at first you assumed that he wasn’t home yet. You were about to just sit down and watch a bit of tv to kill some time until Luke would be home when you heard sniffles coming from upstairs. Immediately knowing it had to be Luke you made your way upstairs, following the sound to his bedroom. Carefully you knocked on his door before slowly opening it, completely ignoring the small “No” Luke had mumbled when he heard your knock. “Hi baby. What’s wrong?” you carefully asked,sitting down on his bed next to where he was lying. Luke didn’t answer you, he just started to cry even more. He was full on sobbing now and to be honest you had no idea what to do. Luke had never been like this in the whole two years that you’ve been together. Of course you have seen him cry a few times but never like this. He looked so.. so broken and you didn’t know how to deal with this. Seeing Luke cry was heartbreaking and you wanted nothing more than to make him smile again. And that was what you tried for the next few minutes. You tried to just calm him down and stop his tears. You lied down next to him so you were on eye-level with him, started playing with his hair while whispering soothing nothings no calm him down. Nothing seemed to work though. It seemed like everything you did only made him cry harder. “Babe. Please just tell me what happened. You’re worrying me.” you whispered, not expecting him to actually answer you now. “You’re going to hate me though.” he whispered, so quietly that you barely heard him. “What? No I could never hate you babe, you know that.” you tried to calm him down, getting him to finally tell you what happened. This whole situation was driving you insane. You just wanted to know what happened, what on earth he thought would make you hate him. “I know that you’re going to hate me and leave me and you’ll never want to see me again. God I’m such a fucking idiot. Why do I always fuck everything up? Why do I always ruin everything?” he started to ramble, new tears building up in his eyes. You were getting more and more worried by now. What on earth did he do? You had the worst suspicions and they were driving you insane. One of them was the worst though. You were almost certain that it was this. That Luke did one of the worst things he could do to you. “Luke. Wha-What did.. what did you do?” you stuttered, already knowing his answer but not wanting to believe it. “Last night.. When me and the boys- When we.. went out. I-I don’t remember how it happened. I don’t remember anything really. But one thing I remember is waking up this morning. Just not alone.” he was getting quieter and quieter with every word he said, looking down at his hands. You could not believe what he had just told you. You refused to believe that it was true. He would never do this to you. Well at least that’s what you always thought. You quickly closed your eyes, partly because you wanted to stop the tears from falling but mostly because you were hoping that if you opened them again you would wake up. Wake up from this nightmare to see that Luke was sleeping next to you and that all of this didn’t happen. That was not the case though. When you opened your eyes you saw Luke looking at you with tears rolling down his face. He was not lying on his side anymore but sitting, playing with his fingers nervously. If your heart was not already broken, seeing him like this would definitely break it. You hated that you still felt sorry for him and that you still just wanted to crawl into his arms and make his tears stop. But what you hated even more was the fact that you knew you would not be doing this. You just couldn’t. You couldn’t crawl back into his arms and just forgive him. “I’m so so sorry. I never meant to do this to you. I never meant to hurt you. I swear the last thing I ever wanted was to be the reason for your tears. I love you. So so much. I know it sounds like the stupidest excuse ever to say that I was drunk but I was and I dont remember one second of it. I don’t even want to remember it because than I would for sure hate myself even more. I would be even more disgusted with myself than I am right now. You have to believe me. Please please say you believe me. I can’t lose you. I love you way too much to lose you. Please. Please just know that I love you.” he was sobbing again by now. Seeing him like this felt like he ripped your heart out yet again and just ripped it to pieces. You couldn’t stand being with him right now. You couldn’t stand seeing him, so broken, but mostly you just couldn’t stand seeing him. You couldn’t look at him right now without thinking about what exactly could’ve happened that night. What she had that made him forget about you so easily. So you quickly got up and just ran. You ran all the way home, where you quickly flung yourself on your bed, bawling your eyes out even more, ignoring the constant buzzing of your phone, signaling that Luke and later all the other boys and your best friend were calling you. You just wanted to block out the whole world and forget about everything, especially that dickead, Luke, who for some reason you couldn’t even be really mad at. The only think you felt at that moment was hurt.
A/N: This turned out to be super long so I stopped here and i’ll maybe do a part 2. This also turned out completely different to what I had planned and i’m not sure if I like it yet. Sorry for being gone for so long but we’re back, so send in requests, tell me if you want a part 2 and feedback! ~Paula
Hey guys! Anon requested - Can you do an imagine where your dating calum and he’s “whipped” and the boys tease him and he Denys but you over hear the whole thing so you push his buttons and ask him to do absurd things until he comes to his senses.
“No!” You freeze at the door, hearing Calum yell.
“Just admit it Cal, you’re totally whipped.” Ashton clams and you hear the other boys laughing. You get closer to the door, which is slightly open, so you can hear everything that they are saying.
“No! No, I’m not whipped!” He groans.
“Dude, she just has to open her mouth and you already jumping.” Michael mocks. You hear a big sigh, assuming it’s Calum.
“And she just has to call your name and you already drop by her feet.” Luke adds. You hear Ashton giggle as only he can do.
“Yeah I do a lot. But you know, when I do stuff for her, she does stuff for me."
"What kind of bullshit is that?!” Michael speaks out what you are thinking too.
“I just do as if I’m whipped and she is nice to me, you know at night…in bed.” You can hear he’s smirking. The guys are laughing.
“If you say so.” Michael says with disbelief.
“I’m saying it.” Calum grunts.
You can’t believe what you just heard. ‘You will wish you never had said that Hood’ you think to yourself. You wait a couple of minutes before walking into the dressing room.
“Babe.” Calum moves to you and you give him a little smile. When he reaches you, he goes in for a kiss but you give him your cheek. “You okay?” You just nod and take the place next to Luke who’s on phone. You sit and talk with the boys till you feel it’s time to start your plan.
“Cal? Could you make me a cup of tea?” You ask with your most sweet voice. You can see three pairs of eyes going to Calum, but he still gets up and makes you a cup of tea.
“Here you go.” He hands you the cup.
“Thank you, honeybun.” You give him the sweetest smile you can put on your lips.
“Cal? Are you wearing that shirt on stage?” He looks down at the top he is wearing, gives you a confused look and nods. “Oh.”
“Nothing. I just, well I’m not sure about it.” You look him up and down. “I think you should put another on.” This was a complete lie, because you loved that shirt on him.
“Really?” He has a worried look in his eyes.
“Uh huh.” Michael looks at you, but you just smirk at him. You see Calum walk to his clothes rack.
“This one?” He holds a singlet up. You make an unsure face, pulling your nose up.
“Do you have another one?”
“What about the others?” You look at them, one by one. “There, that one.” You point to a shirt, not knowing who’s it is.
“No way, Calum!” Calum looks back at you, but you widen your eyes and raising your eyebrows at him.
“Luke come on, please mate.” You hear the despair in his voice and you can’t help but smile a bit.
“Fine.” You can feel Luke looking at you but you refuse to look back at him.
“Better?” You only smile at Calum. How is it possible that everything looks good on the boy you think. Your eyes rest on Calum’s face, then you see the beanie.
“Cal?” Michael and Ashton’s eyes fly to you. “Can I have your beanie?”
He’s already pulling it of his head. “What are you going to do with it?”
“Wear it.” You say sheepish. You see he’s doubting his decision because he is having a bad hair day.
“But my hair.” You give him a sad look and he hands you his beanie. He walks to the mirror running his hand through his hair trying to make something from it. To your frustration it works.
“Cal?” Now all three boys look at you, wondering what you are up too. “Could you do me a favor?”
“Of course, what is it?”
“Could you jump five times for me please?” A laugh leaves Michael’s, Calum quickly makes him stop by glaring at him. He does his five jumps without asking.
“Now do the shimmy.”
“But.” You pout at him and he does it.
“Come here.” You commend him, you pull out your lipstick.
“What are you going to do with it?”
“Just come closer.”
“No! You’re not putting it on me.”
“Don’t be a baby! Just your lips. It’s such a beautiful pink shade.” He shakes his head no. “Don’t you love me?” You question him.
“Yes I love you.” He gives in and you apply the lipstick on his full lips. The boys are trying to hold in there laughter.
“Could you now do a little dance for us?”
“I don’t want to.”
“Please, Cal, for me.” You whine and he starts to move. When the boys clearly begin to laugh he stops.
“What’s this all about? Why did I have to do all of this?” You get up and place yourself right in front of him. You look him in the eyes and start your speech:
“That, Calum Thomas Hood, was the prove that your are totally whipped and you better accept it because nobody believes that crap ‘when I do stuff for her, she does stuff for me’. But you better believe that I’m not going to be nice for you, you know at night in bed, for a very long time.” You hear the boys burst out in laughter after you walk out and a very annoyed Calum shout: “Shut up!” at them.
A.N.: This was actually just for Maria (lukehennimgs) but I though HEY WHY NOT BREAK A FEW MORE HEARTS
It’s our six month anniversary today, Luke wanted to stay in tonight but I persuaded him to go out to our favourite restaurant in the city. While I got ready I got a text from Luke saying we needed to talk immediatly. I dropped my lipstick and took a deep breath. My heart started beating faster as I replied to his text. ‘Come over’ 10 minutes passed and I started to get nervous. I walked up and down in my room, imagining the worst things. ‘Is he gonna break up with me?’ I thought to myself ‘Have I done something wrong?’ Another 10 minutes passed before someone knocked on my door. “Yeah?!” I exclaimed The door opened ajar and Lukes head popped up. “Hey beautiful” he said and entered the room. He looked terrible, really tired and only now i realized he lost a lot of weight. He came to me and hugged me tight. We stood like this for a few minutes without saying a word. He burried his head into my neck and I felt his tears running down my body. I immediatly broke the hug and looked him in the eyes, tears were running down his cheeks. “Luke what the hell is going on?” I asked cupping his face “(Y/N) I- i need to tell you something I-” he stopped talking and shook his head. “You can tell me anything you know that Luke” I said worried, tears building up. I hated seeing him hurt, I couldnt handle that. “You know that I love you right? You know that you mean everything to me right (Y/N)?” He hopefully looked at me, I furrowed my brows. What was he trying to tell me? “Of course Luke. Of course I know that. Now please tell me whats going on” I begged. “I- I’m sick.” He barely wispered. Sick? What does he mean? “S-sick?” I repeated “Yeah its uh its cancer. I never told you about this because I didnt want to worry you. This is going on for month now. Thats why I canceled so many of our dates
. Doc appointements and stuff you know. But nothing is working..-” I cut him off “What the fuck do you mean nothing is working? WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? AND ANOTHER THING LUKE WHY THE FUCK DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOURE SICK? NOT WORRYING ME IS NOT A REASON LUKE WHAT WHERE YOU THINKING?” I could help but yell and the tears I tried to hold back were not streaming down my face. He tried to reach out for me but I pushed him away, turning around so I wouldnt have look at him anymore (Y/N) I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I didnt tell you” “Then why are you telling me now huh?” As soon as I said these words I regretted them. I knew what he was gonna say next, I bit my lip to keep my chin from trembling too much. “I dont know how much time I’ve got left..I’m - I’m gonna die (Y/N), soon.” he wispered. My heart broke into a million pieces. I turned around to face him, it broke my heart even more when I saw him, Luke, the love of my life, standing right infront of me crying, looking like he’s gonna break down any second. I slung my arms around his torso, burrying my head into his chest. “Please dont leave me alone in this fucked up world Luke. Please keep fighting.” I whined. “I will always be with you (Y/N). Always.” He said holding me tight. “I love you” I sobbed.
*** Two weeks later ***
I woke up this morning feeling like hell. In the last two weeks I spent almost everyday with Luke. His condition got worse day by day. Yesterday I couldnt visit him wich sucked ass but I’m definitely gonna see him today. I walked downstairs to meet my mom in the kitchen. She hold a letter in her hand wich I realized was addressed to me. “(Y/N) you’re up. Finally. There are some news.” She said looking down to her feet. No. These are not bad news. Everything is fine! “What is going on?” I asked, no answer. “Mom! What is going on? Is it Luke? Is he okay?” I panicked, he had to be fine! “Liz dropped by earlier today, she told me to give you this.” she handed me the letter she held in her hands. I immediatly recognized the handwriting as Luke’s. I stared at the letter “Was that all?” I asked, my voice cracking. “No sweetie…” there was a little pause before she continued “Luke he…he passed away last night. I’m so sorry.” I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. “(Y/N) -” my mom started but I ran away out of the door. I just ran. I didn’t really know where I was going until I was there. The place Luke and I had our first kiss. The place where he first told me he loved me. It was our place. I took a few deep breaths before I let out a loud scream. I screamed til my lungs gave up and I fell onto the ground. I stared at the letter for minutes before ripping it open.
“My dear (Y/N), I don’t know why I am even writing this, because I really hope that this letter never gets to you, because if it does that means that I wasn’t strong enough to fight my cancer. It also means I never had time to show you how much I really do love you. You have shown me what it feels like to be loved. Everytime we touched, everytime we kissed I could feel it. You are and always will be the love if my life. I literally would be nothing without you. You are my girlfriend and my best friend. You are the most funny, radiant, sarcastic and the most beautiful and stunning person I have ever met and I am so damn lucky to have you! You are the only person I know I could turn to when I needed help, you are the person I looked at when I needed to smile and feel happy again. You are my whole world. I will always be looking over you to make sure you’re safe. (Y/N) , you were the love of my life and the girl of my dreams. Just because I’m not around anymore does not mean I am not with you. I’ll always be there looking over you, keeping you safe. So whenever you feel lonely, just close your eyes and I’ll be there, right by your side.
synopsis: In which Calum is the most popular guy in school and he fancies you.
an: I just started Imagines Fiesta with a smut imagine! Btw hope you like it!
High school was tough, and it still is. All the drama that I miraculously avoid was divine. Not until a rumor came around that Calum a.k.a. Mister Popular and I like each other. I mean,I was just a no one and he was a someone.
“Hey,(y/n),why are you still not dating Calum?” My cheeks flushed a bright pink as the most popular girl that Calum never really laid eyes on asked. “Oh wait,don’t answer that Calum would never ask you out,” I turned my back on her and walked to the library. The only place those bitches would never come.
“Finally,you’re here,” the door was slammed shut when I entered the dark room.