Calum Hood Imagine #1: He’s The Bad Boy/You’re The Good Girl
You were true to the good girl title, you didn’t ever get in any trouble, or do anything your parents wouldn’t approve of, that just wasn’t you. You were on the volley ball team, you were in dance class, you were on student counsel.
So high school should have been easy for you. Seeing as you were a straight A student and your grades very rarely ever dropped. But high school wasn’t easy. Probably because of Calum Hood. The schools resident bad boy, everyone knew his name. Though you couldn’t call him popular, because you knew girls who hung pictures of him on their walls, drew devil horns on him, then threw darts at his face, but that was after he dumped them after a quick round in the bathroom or locker rooms.
You would love to say you were the one girl who didn’t fall for his charm and mischievous grin, but you couldn’t. Maybe it was because he would smile just a little when he saw your face in the hallway, but then tease you relentlessly in your biology class. It was a love hate relationship, but you believed it only went one way.
You were sitting at your desk, biology homework in front of you, getting head start so you didn’t have to do it tonight. The class had started at least 15 minutes ago, when the door swung open, interrupting the quiet students. Every turned to see Calum and his friend Michael walk through the door, smirks plastered on their faces. Calum must’ve caught you staring at him, because he winked. Calum Hood winked at you.
Blushing, you tried to focus your attention back on your homework. You heard the scraping of a stool on the ground, and then the sound of someone chewing gum loudly.
“Hey sweetheart, can I borrow a pencil. I know you have one, you always have everything.”
“Wh-what?” You asked him, Calum was talking to you, and not completely making fun of you. This was unheard of.
“I said I need a pencil Y/N.”
He knows my name you thought to yourself. Getting lost in the thought of how Y/N Hood would sound.
Calum rolled his eyes and said, “Okay, fine, I’ll move over by Maya-”
You couldn’t let this happen, gathering whatever little confidence you had in yourself, you hurried out, “Calum, I’ve had feelings for you since I freshman year, and all you ever do it make fun of me and break girls hearts. And I know I shouldn’t feel like this, but I do and-”
“Shut up Y/N. Why do you think I break up with every girl I go out with? Well, hint, it’s because she never compares to you. But I couldn’t ask Y/N Y/L/N on a date, your popular, volley ball team captain.”
Y/N blushed even harder if that was possible, the pink spreading down your neck and up to your ears. You couldn’t even look up at him, this all felt like a dream or some cruel joke.
Calum chuckled a little, grabbing your smaller (or not) hand in his, squeezing it tightly, you finally looked at him. His dark brown eyes melting you, he smiled at you, and said, “Maybe.. we can go out tonight.”
Y/N nodded her head fast, making him smile a little, and Y/N just looked away.
“Your cute when you blush.”
*Request for everything open*
