“i really want to kiss you right now” “do it then” w/ calum thank u
FRANKIE PLS the tension. idk why i made this frat boy!cal but here we are
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warnings: nothing really??
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You had no reason to hate him.
Other than the fact that he was smarter than you, while also being a popular frat boy, which always made you gag at the thought. No, you shouldn’t have hated him - but you did.
The two of you fought often, and typically you said that he was the cause of all the fights; he was the one who plucked your last nerve constantly. What you failed to realize, though, was that you were creating these problems for yourself. Calum was simply trying to live his life, and your snarky remarks about his social life and romantic life sparked a fire in him that only dumped gasoline on yours.
This one particular day, everything came to a head. You were at a party for a mutual friend, a party you weren’t typically invited to. Calum had been trying to hit on someone for the last twenty minutes, but you could tell from her body language that it wasn’t going to happen. It didn’t seem as if he was bothering her though, or else you would have pounced immediately to get her away from him.
When she finally found a way to let him down easy, he simple smiled his stupid, cheeky grin and moved on; making his way over to his friends, not before knocking shoulders with you first. Surely it was an accident, but that didn’t stop you from cursing him aloud.
“Got an issue?” Calum asked when he spun on his heel to face you. Ah yes, another fight.
“You’re the one who bumped into me, my guy. Just because you don’t seem to be getting laid tonight doesn’t mean you gotta take it out on me.”
Calum huffed, taking the few steps forward so now he was hovering over you, eyes narrowed in annoyance, “What is the matter with you? Why do you have such an issue with me? And why do you need to drag my sex life? Are you just so upset that you’re not getting fucked? Maybe it would help you loosen up a bit.”
“Not dragging your sex life, I’m saying that you’re mad because you’re not getting any sex tonight.” Taking a long sip of your drink, your eyes never left his.
“Who says I’m not getting any sex tonight?”
“Look around, everyone’s either paired off or doesn’t seem to be looking your way.” You gestured around the room to prove your point, seeing bodies pressed together in a drunken stupor, or people mingling amongst their friends.
“You’re looking my way.”
“Yeah, cause you bumped into me, and someone needs to call you out.”
“I really want to kiss you right now,” Calum breathed out, making you freeze. Was he drunk? Was it true what they said about drunk minds speaking sober thoughts?
If that was the case, you must have been wasted, because your response slipped out faster than you could think about it, “Do it then.”
His lips were on you faster than you could take it back, his soft lips brushing against yours in a heated, but still gentle kiss.
“Meet me upstairs in five, I’ll show you who’s not getting sex tonight.”
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