How can someone simply look so FINE.. The blonde hair dye does something to me 🤧

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How can someone simply look so FINE.. The blonde hair dye does something to me 🤧

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The Other Hood
A/n: sorry it took so long @iknowyouthinkimbulletproof haven’t had wifi for a couple of days
“Hold on, I think he’s waking up,” you whispered into your phone with a giggle. You could feel Calum stirring beside you, sleepily moving closer to you. Every morning before he even opened his eyes he’d make sure his arms would find their way to you. He’d wrap them around any bit of you his sleepy self could get, just to feel your warmth.
“Who ya talkin’ to peach,” Calum mumbled sleepily against your shoulder. The tiredness in his voice brought a smile to your face. You reached behind you, gently scratching his scalp and earning a content hum. His plump soft lips peppered kisses along your shoulder, his stubble providing ticklish scratches on your back.
“It’s no one,” you told him despite slipping from under his arm to get out of bed. “Go back to sleep ba- er, Calum.” You stifled a giggle before scurrying out of the room to continue your conversation. You stepped into the backyard, plopping down on the hammock before speaking again, “sorry bout that. He normally doesn’t wake up until- Calum! What are you doing out here?” Laughter filled your ears on the other side of the line.
“Cuddles,” he mumbled in response, his eyes barely open. He trudged over towards you, tripping over his own feet slightly. “I missed my mamas.” He climbed into the hammock, careful not to put all of his weight on you at once.
You held back a squeal as the hammock began to rock harder. “You big baby,” you giggled as you ran your fingers through his hair.
“Shut up before I put a baby in you.” He nuzzled his face against your chest as he snaked his arm around you to give your butt a firm squeeze.
“Our mom said stop being nasty, it’s too early in the morning.” Calum’s head quickly popped up at the mentioning of ‘mom’. He pointed to himself and then you, silently asking whos. “Yours, say hi.” You put the phone on speaker so he could hear. A blush quickly spread across his cheeks as he plead you not to with his eyes.
“Good morning sleepyhead! Oh, now that he’s awake we can Facetime,” Joy thought aloud. Within another minute Joy’s name popped up on the caller id. Without hesitation, you answered the Facetime call.
“Mornin’ Mama.”
Joy’s smile was practically radiating, providing a loving warmth even through the screen. “Hope you don’t mind me stealing Y/n for a few weeks.” Your wide eyes and Calum’s confused expression quickly made her train of thought stop in its tracks. “Sorry, thought he knew.”
“Knew what?” Calum looked back and forth between you and the screen.
“I was, uh, well I’m visiting your mom at the end of the month. It’ll only be two weeks and I figured the guys will help keep you busy.”
“What the hell? I mean I don’t mind, but come on. You were just gonna up and leave,” he pouted.
“At least she visits,” Joy shot back jokingly. “Starting to forget what my son looks like. Calum?” Calum rolled his eyes, a smirk forming on his lips.
“We can get you a ticket too, bubba.” You gently kissed his forehead, “wouldn’t want our favorite boy to feel left out.”
“That didn’t bother you until now,” Calum grumbled, trying his hardest to maintain an upset front. An annoyed sigh fell from his lips as you raised an eyebrow at him. “Stop stealing my girl Ma. I like her too much.”
“So do I. You better put a ring on her finger soon, girls like her are a dime in a dozen. If you let her go I’m disowning you and claiming her as my child.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence Ma,” Calum chuckled, the sound of your own laughter making his smile grow wider. “And for your information, I’m working on it. Now you can talk to your best friend later. Love you, bye.” He quickly hung up the phone, taking it from your hands and setting it on the ground.
“Rude, I was talking still,” you giggled quietly.
“You can talk later.” He carefully flipped you over, laying you on top of him. “Mornings are for me and you, peach.” His hands slide down from your waist to your butt.
You playfully slapped his chest, “you say that about every part of the day.”
“And I mean it every time.” He gently guided you down towards him before giving you a loving kiss. “It’s all part of my scheme to get you to fall for me.”
“Y'know, I still think your mom is the better catch, but I’ll settle for the next best thing.”
Calum shrugged with a small smile, “I’ll take what I can get.”
Love of my fangirl life
Too Soon
Please tell me what I heard was wrong
Please tell what I saw wasn’t real
Please tell me, please tell me
Please tell me you didn’t say those words
Please tell nothing happened that night oh
I told myself, I knew what was going on
But I don’t know what to believe in anymore
This stupid sad song is tearing me apart
Stupid sad song is breaking my heart
And I want you to know
How this could wreck my whole life
And this stupid sad song would tell you
It was too soon
You didn’t ask but I gave you heart
I thought I could keep you
like a little secret, my own
Your face fills up my mind at night
Moments that were never real
Reality came too soon
I made myself believe someday you will find me
But I don’t know what to believe in anymore
*
It was too soon
I didn’t know
I wasn’t prepared
To wake up to reality
I wanted you
To stay that way
Stuck in eighteen
With my little fantasy
I wanted you to know how much I love you
*
I can’t believe this song is 6 years old. This is like my fangirl anthem. To all my fellow Calum girls out there, you know what happened back in 2014. I’m sorry my immaturity was full blown but I’m glad it made me write this song.
These photo edits are way back 2013. Lol
Confident pt 2
Confident
Hi guys, I don’t know if I’m back but someone commented for a part 2 so I wrote it and it made me happy but who knows. I hope you enjoy it like I enjoyed writing it. @generationsparkles
The two of you had finished having fun on the beach and had gotten back into the car, your legs all sandy and your hair curly from the salt water. It was a quiet drive, the radio was almost turned all the way down, the windows open letting the breeze run across your skin as Cal drove along the coast, the sun setting behind the horizon, it was like nothing you could remember, you had a feeling in your stomach that was so happy you wanted to cry. Just at that moment Cal decided that he wanted to make this moment even better for you, he took one hand off of the steering wheel and reached over, laying his hand on your plushy exposed thigh. His thumb ran over the skin, brushing off the small particles of sand that had stuck, it was gentle but his hand was moving closer and closer to the place where your thighs squish together, burrowing his finger in between the he spread the apart, trying to push them oven.
“Open your legs, baby,” he commanded softly, and you did, spreading your legs so that your thighs no longer pressed together, is calloused finger tips drifted slowly across the lightly chaffed flesh of your inner thigh, his touch was soft and sent shivers down your spine even thought the weather was warm. A soft whimper escaped your lips causing Cal to peel his eyes from the road to look at you, and you looked like the most beautiful person he had ever seen, your hair was messy and your cheeks slightly reddened from the sun, your boob spilling from your bikini, and the smile on your face as you looked right back at him, it was perfect.
His eyes returned to the road but his hand remained on your thigh, moving closer and closer to your heat with every small sigh that you let out. Finally he pushed your swim suit aside and ran his fingers between your folds, collecting your wetness on his fingers before teasingly entering them into you. His thumb rubbed in gentles upwards motions against your clit, your thighs began to shake at the motion of his finger within you, it reached the spot that no one but him could.
“You like that?” he hummed.
“Yea,” you sighed the glow that was building inside you matched the sun against the water.
He kept moving until he felt you clench around his fingers, his pace picked up when he felt that, bringing you to your orgasm as he did his best to maintain focus on the road and not sit in awe of how beautiful you were when you came, that was that hardest part for him, well aside from his cock.
As you came down from your high, you peeled your eyes open to look at the man that you loved so much, we was smiling as he drove, but there was a slight grimace to it, your brows furrowing in confusion but the bulge in his swim trunks caught your eye and it all made sense.
After a little while of driving in a peaceful silence you arrived at your shared home. Your bare feet met the concrete of your drive way as you got out, running inside and up to your bedroom, leaving a very confused Cal behind you. Cal followed quickly behind you up to your bedroom. He found you sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for him.
“Hey babe?” he said it like it was a question. You didn’t respond, just stood up and walked towards him, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the bathroom where you had already run a bath.
“Whats this, love?” you smiled at him.
“I saw that you were having a *hard* time in the car and i thought we could get clean and dirty at the same time,”
“You have me, Im in,” he slipped his trunks down his legs and stepped into the bathtub. You removed your bathing suit and as soon as you were about to step in the bathtub, Cal pulled you down and onto his lap so that you were facing him.
“I love you,” he whispered as he slowly slid you down onto his length.
“I love you too,” you barely got out as he met your lips with his. You moaned into the kiss, you both knew that neither of you weren’t going to last long, and you were right. Minutes of kissing and riding later, you were both try not to cum to make the moment last longer but you were sensitive from earlier and you couldn’t hold on anymore. You moaned into his mouth as you clenched around his cock, signaling him that he could let go, and he did, you rode out your orgasms together, the warm bath water splashing against the both of you.
After you came down from your highs you sat in the bath for a minute after, catching your breath and washing off a little. Cal got out of the bath tub before you, opening the bathroom cabinet and getting two fluffy towels, before going over to you and offering you a hand.
“Come on, babe, lets go to bed,” he offered, you nodded as you took his hand and stepped out of the tub, he quickly wrapped you in a towel as you both got ready for bed, he left briefly and came back with one of his shirts for you to sleep in, quickly you pulled it over your head and went to lay in your bed. Cal joined you and pulled you into him. You snuggled your head into his bare chest, he kissed your forehead and you both drifted off to sleep.
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Happy Birthday Calum Thomas Hood!💙💜
25th January, 2020
NO ONE MENTION THE LENGTH/COLOUR OF A CERTAIN BASSIST’S HAIR BC IF WE MENTION IT HE WILL CHANGE IT
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