Call Me Daddy • C.H

"My name is Calum, but you can call me daddy."

"How about fuckboy instead?"

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12. Ch.12 • You Owe Me A Blowjob

The next morning I awoke with Calum's arm wrapped around my waist and his head rested near the crook of my neck. He was letting out soft snores and I was extremely thankful that they weren't too loud. His hair was pointing in every direction and his mouth was hanging open, but some how he still managed to look like a model.

Suddenly I heard my phone ring from somewhere under an article of disregarded clothing from last night. I didn't want to break away from Calum, but the call could be important so I slowly removed Calum's arm from my waist and got out of bed.

By now my phone had stopped ringing and it had become much harder to find. I began rummaging through the clothes, finally finding it under my dress from last night.

I clicked the home button to see that I had 25 texts and a call from Mom, which could only mean I was in deep shit. Hesitantly I checked the time hoping it wouldn't be too late.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed after reading the time.

"What?" Calum asked groggily as he woke up from my loudness.

"It's nearly 12 in the afternoon and I was suppose to be home by 11 last night!" I explained as I grabbed some clothes from the ground and hurriedly started to put them on.

"Your parents are gonna kill you." He murmured as he got out of bed as well.

"Tell me something I don't know." I replied.

I finished putting on the Blink 182 shirt that had Calum lent me before heading out his bedroom door.

Calum followed me down the hallway but I was in too much of a rush to say anything to him.

"Well I'll see you later." Calum said.

"Probably not anywhere outside of school anytime soon. I'm going to be grounded for the rest of my life." I replied, putting my shoes on in the process.

"Just remember one thing," Calum said as I started to walk out the door.

"Hmm?" I asked.

"You now owe me a blowjob." He said with a dumb smirk on his face. "Or sex, I'm good either way."

"Can you pick some other time to be a fuckboy?" I asked as I rolled my eyes.

"I am not a fuckboy." Calum protested.

"You are literally the definition of one." I argued.

"And what would that be?" He questioned, crossing his arms.

Instantly I was distracted by his biceps as they lightly flexed, causing me to nearly forget about answering him.

"You're an annoying but hot guy who is only after sex." I stated. "But you're harder to spot since the typical fuckboy wears elite socks, Nike stuff, bucket hats, etc. Whereas you only wear black."

"There's other stuff you could call me besides a fuckboy." Calum said with a grin on his face.

"And what would that be?" I questioned.

"You could always call me daddy."

I rolled my eyes at him once again before remembering that I had to get home.

"Whatever pleases you," I shrugged, "Daddy."

With that I leaned in and gave him a brief kiss on his cheek.

"You can't seriously leave now." He pouted.

"Well you've kept me long enough and I've really got to go." I told Calum.

I took one last glance at him, instantly wishing I hadn't. His hair was messed up in an extremely attractive way and his pout remained on his face making him look slightly innocent, but his shirtless body completely threw the innocence out the window.

"You might want to stop staring at me then." He smirked.

"Whatever." I replied, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Before he could say anything else I started walking to my car, not letting myself get distracted by him again.

"So later then?" He yelled from behind me. I could practically tell he had a cheeky smile on his face.

"Maybe, maybe not." I replied, climbing into my car.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Only if you can be less of a fuckboy, and I doubt there's even a chance of that happening." I yelled back at him.

We looked at each other with stupid grins on our faces making it seem as if we were some cliché couple or something, even though we were far from that.

I then gave him a quick wave before finally starting my drive home.

Now that I was away from Calum, my worrying began. What was if suppose to tell my parents? They would've called Delilah or Chase already and neither of them knew where I was so I'd have to come up with a story that didn't involve them.

My parents had always been ok with me going to parties as long as I was home by the time they wanted, and there was no way I would be allowed to go anywhere at all now.

After spending 10 minutes trying to come up with a cover story I had arrived back at my house with not even the slightest idea of what to tell my parents.

'Maybe I'll just move to Canada or something, nothing bad ever seems to happen there' I thought as I got out of the car.

I walked up the driveway to the front door, grabbed my key and slowly pushed the door open.

At first everything was quiet and I thought I could just head into my room and avoid everyone for a few hours, but the silence was soon broken.

"Andrea Jane Holly!" My mom yelled as she walked towards me. "Where the hell have you been? You were suppose to be home last night! You have had me and your father worried sick!"

"I know and I'm sorry." I said calmly, hoping she might just leave me alone.

"What were you even doing?" My mom asked me, still yelling.

"I wasn't smoking, I wasn't doing drugs, just stuff." I muttered.

"What kind of stuff?" My mom asked.

Before I could reply to her my dad walked into the room, looking equally as pissed as my mom.

"Where the hell have you been?" He asked angrily.

"Mom already asked that." I replied.

"Are you seriously going to be a smartass right now?" He asked. "I expect you to answer the question."

"I was with a friend." I answered.

"What kind of friend?" My dad asked.

"And since when have you had that Blink 182 shirt?"

"Or those pants?"

"You were with a boy weren't you?"

"Did you have sex?"

"Oh my god you did didn't you?"

"You won't be leaving this house for years."

My parents kept going on and on without giving me any chance to speak.

"You do realize you haven't given me any chance to say anything?" I suddenly asked.

They instantly stopped their conversation and directed their attention to me.

"Well what do you have to say?" My mom asked as she crossed her arms.

"I was with a guy, but we didn't have sex." I said, technically I wasn't lying since he only ate me out.

"You expect us to believe that you went to a high school party and probably got drunk, then stayed at some guys house and didn't have any type of sexual interaction?" She asked.

Instead of replying I just looked down at the floor.

"You're grounded for at least one month. No leaving the house without our approval." My dad said.

With that I nodded my head, walked past my parents and went directly to my bedroom. My mom and dad did nothing to stop me, as they knew that if I'm yelled at too much I cry for an extremely long time and that isn't fun for anyone.

Once I reached my room I closed the door and walked to my bed, flopping face first on to it. With my face pushed into a pillow I let out an extremely frustrated scream which just came out extremely muffled.

I was about to let out another scream but my phone buzzed from inside my pocket. I pulled my phone out to see that I had a text from Ashton.

Ashy - Are you doing anything tomorrow night?"

Nothing besides being grounded.

Me - Not that I know of. Why?

Ashy - I was wondering if you'd want to go do something.

Me - Is this your way of asking me out?

Ashy - Only if you say yes, if your answer is no then I never asked you anything.

I gave a slight laugh at his response before I replied to him.

Me - Well I guess you've asked me out then.

Ashy - That means yes right? I'm not the best at figuring things out.

Me - Yes, that is a yes.

Ashy - I'll see you tomorrow night, be ready at 6ish

Me - I'll be ready :)

All I have to do is figure out a way to leave without my parents knowing.

It'll be easy.

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