i laughed for like ten minutes a piece

TW: men being assholes, ish verbal harassment, vague references to past abuse.

 An open letter to the men who purposefully screamed at me through their car window while I was walking home alone at around 1.15AM tonight, proceeded to watch me jump and scream, and then speed off while laughing:

Fuck. You. 

Fuck you so much for doing that to me and reducing me to cowering behind the lamp post a few feet in front of me. Fuck you for making me want to hide behind a piece of steel so I couldn’t be seen by any more of the other cars driving down the road so they wouldn’t do the same thing.

Fuck you for being the cause of me to hyperventilate in an empty residential street about ten minutes walk from my house. Fuck you for making me feel like that walk was an eternity away.

Fuck you for making me scared of the other two middle aged men walking behind me. Fuck you for putting me in the mental place that I perceived two pretty normal/sober(ish) looking men to be a potential threat.

Fuck you for the rawness that is my throat now from gasping in air badly like a fish out of water for the next forty minutes after you had your thirty seconds of fun and drove away.

Fuck you for the way I couldn’t control my fingers and hands as they were shaking trying to scroll through my phone contacts. Fuck you for the way I shook as I tried to jam my keys into my front door lock. Fuck you for the way that I ran down my front path because I suddenly had the idea that something could rip me away from safety when I was so close.

 Fuck you for making me afraid to open my bedroom door even though that is the most irrational thing because obviously, obviously, no-one was going to be in my bedroom. Fuck you for making me remember the time in my life when I definitely wasn’t safe in my bedroom. Fuck you for making me remember him. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

Fuck you for making me cry. Fuck you for making me think he was right when he told me I couldn’t make it ‘in the real world’ for a justification for everything he did to me.

 Fuck you scaring me.

 Fuck you for reminding me.

Fuck you for laughing at me.

Fuck you for hurting me.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

C.T.H: Lazy Day for Anon

“Babe!” I yelled from the bathroom, curling the last few pieces of my hair.


“Are you almost ready? I just have two or three more pieces left and ee can go.”

“Uh, yeah. I’m totally ready.” He said with a nervous laugh and I furrowed my eyebrows, stepping out of the bathroom as far as I could with the curlers still in my hand. Calum was sprawled across the bed with his phone in his hand,probably scrolling twitter like always.

“What the hell, Calum! We have less that ten minutes to be there and you’re in a towel.”

He took a shower before I bad to get into the bathroom almost two hours ago and still hadn’t made an effort to put on clothes.

“I know, but-”

“But what?” I interrupted and he rolled his eyes.

“I mean I’m trying to tell you, but you interrupted me.” He sassed and this time I rolled my eyes and curled the very last piece of hair,unplugging the curling irons and leaving them to cool down.“ I don’t want to go anymore.”

“What do you mean you don’t want yo go anymore? You planned it.”

“Yeah, but now I just want to stay here.” He shrugged his shoulders and I pinched the bridge of my nose, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom.

“Are you saying that you’ve had my hopes up and had me looking forward for this date for almost a week, had me spend two hours getting ready, only for you to decide you don’t want  to go?” I was beyond pissed.

“Yeah,basically.” He nodded and I rolled my eyes. I walked over to the closet, grabbing my shoes and jacket and put them both on.“ Where are you going?” He questioned.

“On a date.”

“By yourself?”

“I don’t know, maybe I’ll call Ashton or something.” I then walked out of the room,dialing Ashton’s number.

“Noooo!"Calum whined, snatching my phone and placing it on the counter."Let’s just have a home date.”

“I didn’t spend two hours getting beautified go stay at home.”

“But please."he begged.” We can stay here and build a fort and watch movies in it and eat a lot of junkfood and we can even do a twitcam, ‘cause you love those. A nice home date without spending money.“

"You’re so cheap. You didn’t even want to buy me a seventy five cents piece of candy.” You joked, but reminded him of that day where he acted like you asked him to buy the whole entire store.

“Hey! You promised not to bring that up.” He whined.“ I was struggling that month. I might be in a band, but I don’t got it like that.”

“That wasn’t even a dollar!”

“Leave me alone, Y/N!” He slightly pushed my shoulder and I let out a loud giggle.“ Can we please stay in?”

“But, Cal.” I whined, wrapping my arms around his torso and leaning back so I could look at him.

“Pwetty, pwetty, pwease wit a chewwy on top?” He gave me his signature puppy dog eyes and pout, his cheeks looking chubbier than usual.

“That’s not fair!”

“Baby girl.” He buried his face into my neck and I groaned. He knows that when he calls m that he can get whatever he wants.“ Please.”

“But I wanna g-” he cut me off by placing kisses to my neck.

“Please, princess?”

“Ugh, fine. Get off of me."I pushed him off and he cheesed at me. I kicked my heels off and held them in my hand as I walked up the stairs and into the room.

"Lose the clothes!”

“Don’t tell me what to do, squishy!” I yelled back at him and a smile came onto my face when I heard his loud laugh echo throughout the apartment.“ How about you put some on.”

“My dick enjoys to move freely.” He was now standing in the doorway,watching me with a smirk on his face as I undressed.


“I’m your perv.”

“You’re annoying.”

“But you love me.” He fired back and I turned around with as smirk.

“You sure 'bout that?”

Calum’s jaw dropped and I bust out laughing, almost tripping over the dress that was halfway down my legs.
Calum pouted and stuck his tongue out at me. Once I was finally down to my undergarments I took off a bra and walked over to Calum’s drawer to find a shirt.

“You can’t just stay like that?”


“What if I put on boxers? Then we’ll both be topless.” I started at him thinking about the offer and shrugged my shoulders, closing his shirt drawer and opening another one. I picked up his toucans and tossed them at him and heard him snort.

“You and the toucans.”

“I don’t know why, but I love them way more than I should.” I laughed and stared a little bit longer than I needed to when he dropped his towel and slid his boxers up his legs.

“And you called me a perv.”

I stood as close as I could with our bare chest touching and gripped him through his boxers, 'causing hid breath to catch in his throat.

“But you like it.” I kissed his collarbone and squealed when he tossed me over his shoulder and tossed me onto the bed.

“Our home date is going to be postponed for an hour or two, princess.” He bit his lip snd climbed on top of me.

I went a little overboard, but who cares, I’m satisfied with this imagine. Hope you liked it, sweetheart.

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today in school we had to do a challenge thing in groups when we all had to create a original instrumental piece of music and i was on guitar and they told me to create a riff so i just started to play house of gold and they were like “this is fuckin SICK” and i couldnt stop laughing because they thought i had created it all on the spot and once i told them it was already a song they had already been working on it for like ten minutes they were so mad at me i am a bad person