Sudden Neighbors

Christmas Calendar 2016 » December the 7th:
Sudden Neighbors 

A/N: This is something a little bit different, you could almost call this a writing prompt in long version. This won’t have an part two, as I really want you encourage you guys do get inspired from this AU and maybe write your own continuing part! So please do tag me if you feel like doing that :-) 

Pairing: Y/N/Roommate!Calum

Rating: PG-All

Request: No

Words: 2.000+

It was a mix of profanities and gasps of air that escaped your lips when trying to control the burning pan in front of you. Smoke was clouding up heavy and thick from the burned off bacon, your hand reaching out to grasp a wet towel cloth while the other tried to stabilize the warm pan.

You knew that it would be a stupid mistake to grasp it without any potholder and at first you couldn’t feel the pain from the otherwise burning metal. But slowly while moving it away from the stove, the burning sensation became violent and almost sent an electric shock through your body.

In reaction the pan was within seconds thrown into the already cold and wet sink filled with dirty plates and cups with stained chocolate milk, another large cloud of smoke burning up along with the sound of warmness connecting with the cold.

You didn’t even react shocked. It had become an everyday habit by now, and you slumped slowly against the back of your radiator that was situated right under the window.

You wouldn’t have to go through any of this if Calum hadn’t moved out.

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Another imagine with Luke. I hope you’ll enjoy it !

Requests and asks always open :p

I was heading back home after a long night of work. As I feel so lazy and tired I just wait for the elevator to come and leave me in front of my flat on the fifth floor. As I get in I see a blonde guy coming in too. It was my neighbor Luke. He lives one floor under me and he makes a lot of parties so I assume when I see that it was 4am that he comes back from another one. I press the button to my floor and he did the same.

The door closed and the elevator starts to lift us in a monotony sound. Between the second and the third floor we hear a big crack and the elevator stops and the light turns off. I try to look around and freeze, I hate being stuck in closed place a little as an elevator. I was closed from claustrophobia.

Suddenly a bright light in the elevator, it takes me almost a minute to understand that it was Luke’s phone. He looks around him and asks “You know what button should be pushed for an emergency?” I shake my head and then remember that he couldn’t see it so I say no. He pushed a button but no one answers, and after some other tries he gives up and sits on the ground “Well, we are stuck for a moment so sit too you won’t stay up for what could be hours.” I obey to him and our legs touched a bit.

He lets his light on so we can see each other. I take off my jacket and look at him. I start to fake playing piano on my tights to calm down, he notices it and smirks “Something is wrong Mozart?” he asks. I look up and stop my hand “Sorry that’s just because I kind of have claustrophobia”. He frowns and sits next to me and takes my hand “Hey…You’ll be fine I swear. The mechanic is asleep right now but then he’ll wake up and help us okay?” I look at him surprise but I nod. I didn’t expect that from him. We never really talked before this morning and now he holds my hand and tries to calm me down. It was pleasant anyway.

It’s been now an hour that we are stuck here and I was resting my head on his shoulder. He sighs and says “If we don’t talk or do something I’ll die” I smile and hum a bit before saying  “You were coming back from a party ?” he nods and asks for me “I was going back from work, I work as a nurse at the hospital 2 streets further”.

He didn’t say anything for a while and suddenly he says “You know what? I find that sad that you work your best to save people and help them to be happy and everything when on the other side all I do in my life is being drunk and have one night stands. I mean you are a savior and I’m just a fuckboy. You shouldn’t be stuck with me in a elevator you should be in your bed because you are fucking tired. You would never say it because it’s your dream to healed people. I mean you did a lot of school and you get over it and now you are just an amazing person”.

I open my eyes wide cause I was shocked about what he just said about me and my job. I was also confused I mean if he knew how bad he was then why he doesn’t change? It takes me some minutes to get my thought back on track and I finally answer “Being a nurse doesn’t make me an amazing person, that’ll be too easy. I made mistakes just like everyone and that’s normal. We’re not robots but humans and it’s our mistakes that make the difference. I am just a nurse, I give meds to people who needs it and sometimes I have to be cold as ice because I face death. Some people think we are heartless but they don’t understand that it’s our job and if we cry each night somebody dies that we will never work. And also if you know how bad your situation is why don’t you try to change? I mean it could be hard at the beginning but you’ll see that your life would be better. Just do everything you can to be the guy you wanted to be”

He smiles and nods “I’ll try to but it’s not that easy to change yourself, we all rather change the other and put the blame on the whole world when something is wrong whereas it’s only because of oneself. And stop dragging you down : you are someone amazing, everyone loves you in this building and I’m sure it’s the same at your hospital cause every time I see you around you are smiling and you look happy. Maybe you’re not but you make people happy so you deserve to be happy too”. He kisses my cheek and as I go red he smiles and adds “And you are a cutie”

We didn’t say a thing for a long time. Suddenly the light comes back and the elevator moves again. We both smile and get up; our muscles were numb from the long moment in a little space like that. We both look pretty ashamed because we knew that when the elevator will stop on the fourth floor he will leave me and maybe we won’t see each other for a long time.

The door opens and he gets out. I was letting out a light sigh when he turns and smiles before saying “Come on the fourth some times. Could be fun to have you around” The doors cuts his little moment of cheesiness to remind me that a floor upstairs, the real life was waiting for me. I was a bit sad to leave the elevator.

Five months later we take the stairs to see each other.


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Mr. & Mrs. Hood (Part 7)

Christmas Calendar 2016 » December the 8th:
Mr. & Mrs. Hood (Part 7)

Pairing: Y/N/Gangmember!Calum

Request: Yes

Masterlist: Right here

Summary: The fairytale of trying to create a normal life between Y/N and Calum with marriage and pregnancy didn’t seem to stop them from going back into old habits of guns, drugs, and hunting down their old gang’s rival, Lance.

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”Is she okay?”

Calum looked up tiredly by Luke’s question, his eyebrows furrowing at first as if he believed it was only a joke but when seeing the confusion in his eyes he spoke up.

“How would you feel if you had just found out half the family that abandoned you when you were 16 suddenly shows up from the dead?”

“I know it sounds like a dumb ass question Cal but it’s the only thing that’s proper to ask right now.” Luke was quick to scold, trying to knock some sense into Calum because he was having such a hard time trying to deal with all of this, they all were.

“She’s shocked. So completely shocked she has been mute for almost an hour now.” 

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we can’t forget this iconic moment aaaaand I won’t let it happen

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some highlights from their break in los angeles so far




Summary: You and Calum have been best friends for as long as you can remember and flashing the light of your rooms has become a signal that you need each other. ((this is a long one guys but I’ve been inactive for like a year so see it as a big comeback lol))

You’re 5 years old and the light flashes twice. You’re already in bed, but not yet asleep, and the flashing lights pull you out of bed and towards the window like an invisible cord. On the opposite side of your window is another window, one belonging to your neighbor. The houses are close together, in your street, and you see the familiar boy standing in front of his window.

“Did you flash the light?” you ask.

“Yes,” Calum answers. “I need to tell you a secret, but you have to promise you won’t laugh.”

You and Calum have been living next to each other your whole lives, and he’s always been your friend. You don’t even remember how you met; you assume you were just babies, because your mom is such good friends with his mom. You just know he’s always been there, and he’s always been nice to you, even though he teases his sister all the time, and surely that grants him the one wish of you not laughing.


“I think there’s a monster in my room.” You notice his voice is shaky.

You frown. “Well, I can’t help you with that. Go tell your mommy and daddy. They can beat it up.” Because at 5 years old, you didn’t think there was any problem out there that couldn’t be fixed by parents.

“I already told them,” Calum says, sounding a bit annoyed with you. As if it’s your fault there’s a monster in his room. “They don’t believe me. They say I just need to go to sleep. But if I go to sleep, the monster could eat me!”

“Leave the lights on,” you offer him. “Monsters don’t like light.” You don’t know if that’s an actual fact, but you’re sure you saw it in a cartoon once.

“Mom would be mad if I left the light on.” Sure enough, Calum’s room, behind him, is dark. After flashing the light, he turned it back off.

You yawn. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about it, then.” It’s late, and you just wanna go to bed. Calum never wants to go to bed; you know that, because he always throws a tantrum when his mom tells him it’s bed time. But you like sleeping, because it lets the dreams into your head.

“Come sleep with me.” You look up in surprise, but Calum looks completely serious. “You can come over Mali’s way.”

There’s a plank of wood between your roof and Calum’s. Mali-Koa, his sister, always uses it to sneak over to your house and talk to your sister, Natalie. They’re best friends, just like you and Calum. But you’ve never used the plank, cause you’d have to climb out of your window first, and that seems scary.

You sigh. But he is your best friend. And Natalie once told you that best friends do everything for each other, so you can’t really say no. Very carefully, you swing your leg out of the window.

“Don’t be scared,” says Calum, and you shoot him an angry look.

“You’re the one that’s scared of monsters!”

He doesn’t say anything after that, and just watches you as you slowly but steadily make your way out of your house and onto the plank. As soon as you reach his window, his tiny hands wrap around your arms and help you into his room.

You’re not scared of monsters. You know that if the monster really was dangerous, one of your cartoon hero’s would come to save you. But you’re still a little nervous, so you quickly jump onto the bed.

Everyone knows monsters that live under beds can’t come out from under them.

Calum joins you, a content look on your face. “You know,” he says, “I won’t forget this. You’re gonna be my best friend forever and ever.”

“Yeah,” you smile, “forever and ever.” And you close your eyes.


You’re 7 years old and the light flashes twice. Normally it’s Calum using the emergency call, but this time you have no other option. All you can do is hope he’ll answer.

He does; within seconds he appears in front of his window and opens it. It’s raining, tonight, big droplets of water crashing down onto your roofs.

“What’s wrong?” he says with a worried tone in his voice, when he sees you. You’ve been crying, and your eyes are red and your face is blotched and you can barely get the words out of your mouth.

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