Call Me Daddy • C.H

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

"How about fuckboy instead?"

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9. Ch.9 • Your Dick Or Something?

"Hey." He greeted simply.

Standing before me was Calum. As usual he was dressed in all black which always made him look great, but all I could think about now was how I wanted nothing to do with him.

"Is there something you need?" I asked dully, hoping he would go away.

"Yeah." He giggled, clearly drunk. "But I don't think I should tell you."

"If it's sex or something there are quite a few girls here who would probably be willing, but I'm not one of them." I replied.

"Noooooooooooo," he dragged out. "I don't want some dumb sexually frustrated girl."

"Oh yes, the always sex crazed Calum Hood doesn't want get lucky tonight, I totally believe that." I said sarcastically.

"You don't have to be so mean to me all the time." He said, walking over to me.

"You're joking right? Do you not hear the crude comments that come out of your mouth?" I questioned.

Calum didn't answer as he sat down on the ground next to my chair, staring off into the sky.

"I don't mean to hurt your feelings if I do." He confessed.

"You're completely bullshitting me right now." I replied.

I wanted what he said to be true. That he didn't even mean the hurtful things he said, that he actually wanted us to be friends, if not more than that.

Calum let out a long sigh before looking up at me.

"I don't know why I say the things I do, it just happens. I'm not sure why I can't really control it, sometimes I just get outrageously angry and things are said and feelings get hurt." He explained.

"Well that's something you need to work on." I replied rudely.

"You're making this really hard." He stated.

"What?" I asked, your dick or something.

I probably shouldn't have thought that.

"You're making it so goddamn difficult to be nice to you." He said.

"I don't see why you'd want to be nice to me anyways." I replied.

"I have my reasons." He muttered.

"Like?" I questioned.

"None of your business." He stated.

"Well if it's about me, then it kinda is." I said.

"Can you just drop it, it's not important." He replied. He voice had started raising and it was obvious that he was starting to angry.

"If it's not so important why won't you just tell me?" I asked, knowing I was starting to push him.

"Will you fucking drop it?" He suddenly yelled.

My eyes widened in shock at his response. I had known he was getting angry but I didn't expect that kind of outburst so soon.

His chest heaved up and down in anger as he ran his hand through his already messy hair. He seemed to refuse to look at me, as it looked as if his eyes were going anywhere but in my direction.

"Well, I think I'm gonna head inside then." I muttered awkwardly.

"Wait," Calum said, sighing again. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

"It kinda seemed like you did." I said.

"Will you stop it with remarks like that?" He requested, his voice starting to raise again.

"Like what?" I asked.

"When you reply like you're so superior to me or something." He said.

"Well I'm not the one who just randomly starts screaming at people." I replied.

"See! There you go again! I try to be nice to you but you keep talking like that and for some reason it just makes me angry." He confessed, his voice still raised.

"What, does big tough Calum Hood not like being challenged? You like to be the dominate one?" I teased.

"It's what I do best." He replied seriously.

We had both been standing up since I nearly went back inside, and his tall figure was now much closer to mine.

Suddenly my mind went blank and I couldn't think of any sort of response to his last comment.

"What's the matter baby girl? Cat got your tongue?" He questioned.

I was used to his usual nicknames of "princess" and "sweetheart" but "baby girl" was a new one that caused my heart to beat faster.

"Do you like when I call you that," he paused, "baby girl?"

My eyes quickly closed as my heart beat speed up. Suddenly I felt Calum come even nearer to me, it was much like the position we were in when we nearly kissed a while back.

"Calum what are you doing?" I asked, not knowing if I wanted him to back off or not.

"What ever you want me to do baby girl." He replied with a smirk, knowing that he was getting to me.

I wanted to tell him to leave, but I also wanted nothing more than to finally feel what his lips would be like against mine.

I felt his large hand under my chin, lifting it so that I was looking straight at him.

"Would it be too awful if I wanted to kiss you?" He asked.

"I'm pretty sure you're quite drunk though." I stated.

"Well I'd want to kiss you no matter if I was sober or not." He confessed.

I knew what he was saying was bullshit since he had told me not too long ago that he wanted nothing to do with me, but I couldn't help but be stupid and want to kiss him anyway.

"I think you should do it then." I said.

And then as soon as my consent was given his lips were against mine, and it was truly an amazing experience.

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