#p:cal

[walter-mckey]

Michael and Calum during End Up Here | In The Mix (August 17, 2017)

[little-sophie-teller-blog]

[evelyncrussotvrp-blog]

Foreign Faces || Evie  + Cal

Evelyn had barely exchanged words with the lad, but their few encounters didn’t leave her furious or soaked in spilled liquor, so she figured that, at least, was as good enough reason as any to spend time with him. He’d just so happened to nearly collide with her as she’d started out on her solo adventure, insisting he join in, and she was momentarily struck with the anxiety that he wanted to join out of pity. After all, he had been one of the many witnesses that caught sight of her public humiliation last night. She’d started to protest, but the way his lips pulled tauntingly, almost a teasing smirk, had allowed her defences to fall and she’d sighed her acceptance. 

She stood now, propped against the wall as she waited, stretching her further-elongated legs, her heels heavy on her feet as she pointed her toes. She reached up and ran her hand down her shoulder and scratched at her exposed back, the back of her shirt dipping dangerously lower, almost disappearing into the rise of her leather shorts. Evelyn was slowly warming up to the idea of having company, knowing that Miami was still incredibly foreign. She pushed her lips together before letting out a heavy sigh, checking her watch. She didn’t know how things worked around here, so she’d called ahead to one of the more posh restaurant/club combos and prepped them for her arrival-- It seemed silly, but one of the camera men had encouraged her to do so, reminding her who she was now.

Not that this little preparation in advance was any consolation, Evelyn was almost certain Lottie had posted the picture of her. Just as Evie was debating backing out and kicking her heels off and climbing into the nearest bubble bath, she heard the sound of heavy shoes stepping down the stairs. Evie glanced up, seeing Cal, properly dressed now, headed her way-- “Better?” Evie questioned pushing herself forward off the wall.

fvkcal

[wynterrhodes]

Scared || Cal & Wynter

Wynter walked slowly back to the house, her mind was clouded, but at least the fever was gone. She had thought running away was the right thing to do, but it wasnt. She needed to stay where her family was. Walking up the stairs, looking around for Cami, still not wanting her to think she was home, she made her way to Cal's room. Knocking lightly, she waited for him to answer the door.

[wynterrhodes]

The Truth || Cal & Wynter

Wynter slowly opened her eyes. The pain coming from her head was horrible. She continued to blink a few times before looking over at Cal’s sleeping figure. So he had slept in her room last night, she thought. Last night was cloudy because of the alcohol, but she remembered Cal coming out to the front yard and helping her inside. She had fallen asleep soon after and thought he had left. Evidently, he had fell asleep soon after also. Why couldn’t she just tell him? He was her best friend. She loved him.. More than he knew. Wynter was afraid that if she told him, he would leave. He would think she hooked up with some creepy dude and that’s how she got the HIV. The doctors said that it was all genetic, that either her mom or dad had to of had the disease. That part had puzzled Wynter. She had only know her dad for a few short years and he didnt look sick at all. It must of been her mom that carried the disease… Wynter would never admit it to anyone but she wished that her mom was still here. Coming back to reality, she saw Cal blink. She quickly turned her body so that he didnt think she was staring at him.

[wynterrhodes]

(Uh..) || Cal & Wynter

Wynter shook her head. She hated being mad at anyone, but Cal especially. "Glad you admit it." She tried pulling away again, but his grip was too strong. "No, they didnt tell me. I'm always the last person to know if something happens to someone in our fucking family." She took a deep breath, trying to control her anger. She stopped fighting Cal on trying to break free of his arms.

[wynterrhodes]

Liquor || Cal and Wynter

Wynter quickly straightened up her room, waiting for Cal to come back with whatever sort of alcohol he had found in that persons room. Everyone fighting in the house was hurting her head. She didnt like that they were fighting, but she also didnt know them well enough to try and put an end to it. Wynter was also worried about Will. She had told him to stop messing with Asher, then he started going after Skylar too. Liquor and her best friend is what Wynter needed.

[wynterrhodes]

Cuddles || Cal and Wynter

Wynter walked down the hallway, trying to remember how Cal told her to get to his room. Over-sassy Wynter was getting her cuddles. She found his room and knocked, grinning softly when he opened the door.