Lex

A/N: Whewieeee, I am excited for this! Let me know what you think and as always, you can always send in requests! Here we go xx

The shutting door was quiet. She didn’t stir from her spot on the sofa, and neither did the little pup curled up on her chest. She laid, sound asleep, remote falling out of one hand and holding Duke with the other. Calum knew from the energy of the house that she had fallen asleep without even needing to see her passed out on the soda. She always does when she waits for him to come home.

He wanders into the living room, poking his head over the edge of the couch to see her fast asleep, lips slightly parted and hair tussled from the friction of the pillow underneath her head. His lips quirk down at the sight them, reaching over to run his fingers through her hair, feeling the soft strands underneath his palms before moving to pet Duke, who’s head raised from its spot on her chest, as if to ask where his attention was.

“I know, Duke, I know,” Calum whispers, petting the small head of the pup. He appears to be satisfied, going back to rest his head against her chest.

“I’ve been replaced,” he mutters, walking past the sofa and around to gently slide the television remote out of her hands. Her grip is slack and he removes it from her grasp, turning to switch off the Netflix show she had left running. She must not have fallen asleep too long ago, as the usual ‘Are you still watching?’ message hadn’t appeared on the screen yet.

I can really picture Calum in a record shop as his idea of perfect date or just of a lazy Sunday afternoon. Both of you are wandering around the aisles looking for your favourite music genres and artists. While he looks for some new releases, you run to the second-hand section of the shop, taking a look at the classic rock collection in there.

“I don’t know why you love second-hand records so much” he says from the other side of the shop.

“Because they have history in them” you reply, taking some albums out from the shelf. “And you can’t find them anywhere else. Come here, you have to see this, it’s amazing!”

He’d go to where you are to have a look at the treasures you’ve found. You take one of the records and almost run to the cash counter.

“Jim, could you play this one?” You say to the owner of the shop, an old man you’ve known for years now, and he smiles at your choice and takes it form you to play it, the first chords of a rock guitar filling the air.

“I like it,” Calum says, bouncing his head to the beat of the music, “Yeah, it’s very good. What is it?” He asks curious.

“Scorpions” you reply, starting to dance in the aisle while looking for other pieces to add to your collection. “My mum used to play it when I was little, they’re great,” you tell him while handing him another record.

He looks at him with a smile. “Bon Jovi?” he chuckles, “and Queen, Metallica, Depeche Mode and Joan Jett? That’s what I call a good taste in classic rock!” Calum says while handing the records to Jim to keep them while you continue looking for some others.

“What can I say, I have so much to teach you, rockstar,” you reply, giving him a quick kiss in the cheek before disappearing between the shelves.

“You have a lot to learn from her, not only of music” Jim said behind Calum, smiling fondly at the boy. “She’s great, don’t let her go, boy.”

everyone else: *is quiet*

me:

summary: song based imagine - hold my girl by george ezra (anonymously requested!)

warnings: none

a/n: i love this i hope u all do too (especially u anon)

I’ve been waiting for you

To come around and tell me the truth

‘Bout everything that you’re going through

My girl you’ve got nothing to lose

“Baby?” Calum said gently as he entered your dark bedroom. The house was quiet when he came home other than Duke’s paws softly pittering to meet him at the door. You usually greeted Calum when he walked in but tonight the lights were off except for the hall light and it concerned him. He stepped up the stairs and found an empty, unmade bed. He looked around the room before seeing the bathroom door shut, light peering from the space between the bottom of the door and the floor. Calum shed his jacket and changed into more casual clothes, giving you a minute of space before he said anything else. You’ve had nights like these before—locking yourself away and not talking to Calum about what’s wrong. Not because of anything he did, you were just too fragile and hurting to let him in to see any of it. So instead you’d lock the bathroom door and cry or stare up at the ceiling while sitting on the cool tile floor. You could be in there for any amount of time but every minute that passed felt like hours to Calum. He hated knowing you were in pain and not being able to help, but nonetheless he’d sit and be patient. He’d wait for you to come out and kiss him goodnight before you curled up in bed and fell asleep. After almost 20 minutes he softly knocked on the door, knuckles barely grazing the wood as to not startle you, “Hi doll, I love you. I’ll be out here waiting whenever you’re ready, okay?” he said in the most elegant and calm voice you’d ever heard. When he got no response, he slipped under the covers and waited. Not too long after, you emerged from the bathroom and climbed in next to him, pushing yourself into his warm body and closing your eyes. He stroked your hair and filled the silence, “Do you want to talk about it?” he whispered. You mumbled a ‘no, but I love you’ and kissed his chest. Calum’s heart was aching but he didn’t want to push you. He just wanted you to know he was there if you needed him.

Cold nights and the Sunday mornings

On your way and out of the grey

The light beamed through the blinds the next morning, you were still snuggled up to Calum but now into his side instead of his chest. You opened your eyes and found him still fast asleep. You crawled carefully out of bed to go downstairs to let Duke out and feed him. You caught your reflection in the glass sliding door, rubbing your eyes to try and wipe away the leftover mascara you cried off. Your eyes were slightly puffy which reminded you of your episode last night but you shook the thoughts away. You watched Duke run around the yard and smiled to yourself, admiring how cute he was. You heard Calum’s footsteps as he came down the stairs, turning to see him stretch at the last step, muscles flexing and tattos covering his arms and chest. “Enjoying the view my love?” he said and you rolled your eyes playfully. “Good morning to you too,” He walked over to you and kissed your temple, running his palms up and down your arms. He followed your gaze to Duke, who started rolling around in the dirt. “He’s so damn cute, but such a pain in the ass to bathe” he said. You both laughed and walked to the kitchen to make yourselves some breakfast. Sunday mornings for you and Cal were typically relaxed days, early breakfast and various naps throughout the day. As you and him sat at the table and ate, he nudged your knee with his, “Feeling better?” he asked, genuinely hopeful. You nodded and smiled, “Yes. Thank you Cal.”

Crowded town or silent bed

Pick a place to rest your head

Give me a minute to hold my girl

The following Saturday night the boys had a special performance for an awards show and it was a great time. You danced with Crystal and Sierra when the boys performed, you went absolutely crazy when they won two awards and you drank tons with your friends. At the after party you stuck by Calum’s side, talking with him and a bunch of other celebrities they had made friends with. You were having such a blast until the night drew to a close. You were drunk and exhausted, the night washing over you like a thousand pounds of weight on your shoulders. As you walked out of the venue you felt yourself start to become uneasy. You felt sad and so many thoughts were racing in your head, you just wanted to sleep. You all huddled outside a bar down the street from the party and the boys debating going in. “We’re all going in for a little, Cal, Y/N, you coming?” Michael asked. Calum looked at you and he just knew. You didn’t know how but he just knew you couldn’t right now. “I think we’re just gonna head back to the hotel, we’ll see you guys when you get back.” Michael nodded and you guys waved goodbye before Calum called an Uber. It was cold and you were shivering in the dress you wore, so Calum opened his jacket and tucked you under it, your back flush to his chest. When the Uber came Calum let him know where you were headed and you leaned your head on his shoulder. He rubbed soft circles on your thigh and you closed your eyes, wanting so badly to get out of your head.

I’ve got time, I’ve got love

Got confidence you’ll rise above

Give me a minute to hold my girl

Once you arrived back to your hotel room, you went to your suitcase to grab clothes and change. You went to the bathroom go take off your makeup but before you could Calum stopped you, “Y/N wait. I don’t like to push and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable but baby, I hate seeing you like this and not being able to do something. I just want to help you. You can tell me anything, absolutely anything and it won’t change a thing. I don’t know what you’re scared of but I can’t help ease your fears if you don’t tell me anything,” he said. You saw the desperation in his eyes, silently pleading for you to open up, to let him help. You sighed and took his hand. You sat down on the bed side by side and you started playing with the rings on his fingers, “I hope you’re not tired because it’s a lot” you mumbled. Calum pushed your hair behind your ear, “I have all the time in the world, love.” So you did it. You spilled everything to Calum—your fears, your demons, what you were going through. For at least an hour, pushing two, you opened up to him about everything that was going on with you behind those bathroom doors and closed eyelids. And he sat. He listened intently. He rubbed your back when your voice started to break and he wiped stray tears from your cheeks before wiping his own. You felt so free yet so afraid he’d want to turn and run away from all the darkness you were carrying, but he didn’t. Calum told you that you’d be okay, and that he’d help you get there. That you could always lean on him for support and love, that he would make it better as best he could. After you calmed down, he let you go wash your face and you two got into bed. You were laying side by side but then he grabbed you, pulling you into his chest. Calum locked his arms around your waist and nuzzled his head into your hair, “I promise I’m not going anywhere, so let me lay here and hold you, because I love you.” he said with complete certainty. You let your body relax into his and you closed your eyes, “I love you more than you know, Calum.”

This ask killed me bro. Maybe calum is kinda hesitant around especially babies since he wasn’t really much around them and they just seem so fragile to him, he’s just scared he’ll break them. Let’s say you’re at a gathering of your side of the family and everyone already met calum, love the boy, trust him and all since you really have been together for long enough and he feels comfortable there too. He knows everyone and has been to multiple parties and events and he’s happy to come with you. All the kids adore him so much and he loves playing soccer or whatever with them whenever he gets the chance.

“He’s so sweet with them” Your cousin gushed.

You turn your head from the game you were watching with a soft smile. “He’s the kids favorite” you laughed.

Calum ran to you about a second later sitting next to you as he took a sip from his glass of water, kissed your cheek and relaxed in his seat.

“Just said you are the kids favorite”

He cleaned off imaginary dust off of his shoulder dramatically and smiled. “Even the favorite needs a break, I’m still old”.

“Can you watch her for a few?” Your cousin asked you, nodding at the little baby in her arms.

You opened your arms for her to settle her in and cooed at her a little. Not giving you longer than 10 seconds before she started screaming and crying to be back in her mom’s arms.

“What do I do?” Your eyes widen as they met calum’s.

He shook his head. “I-i don’t know… she’s a baby… I don’t know how that works”

You tried to calm her back and forth, praying her mother will return soon but nothing happened. When calum saw how desperate you were, he knew there wasn’t any option. “Bring her over”.

You didn’t argue as you passed the child to his arms and he settled her against his chest, running his finger against her cheek softly and mumbling things you could barely hear in her ears. She slowly drifted back to sleep against him and clutched tightly at his hoodie.

You didn’t feel stress anymore about having her around, you felt something else. It felt like your stomach twisted, in a good way, by seeing calum cuddling the girl close to him. You couldn’t shift your gaze anywhere else.

You didn’t even notice when your cousin returned and sat on your other side, quietly as to not wake the girl up.

“She wasn’t so hard on you, was She?” She whispered to you. “Apprently he’s babies favorite too”

A smile spreaded across your face as if the sight wasn’t cute enough. “He really is”.

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