"Are you okay?" His accent asks me.
"Yeah lets get on with this damn song."
"Okay then."
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Minutes turned to an hour. And by that hour we had practiced our little catchy chorus several times and making alterations as we go along.
Calum came up with the first half;
I like the summer rain
I like the sounds you make
We put the world away
We get so disconnected
And I came up with the second;
You are my getaway
You are my favorite place
We put the world away
Yeah we're so disconnected
We were pretty proud to say the least.
So this, this is the tenth time we've played it I'm guessing? And our knees are both rubbing against each other as we stop lightly and nod our heads to the beat. It's such a happy chorus and its so full of life and hope and wow, we wrote it.
We put down our instruments as our fingers ache a little from the strings. And Calum looks so happy with himself and he looks like he could explode with excitement any minute. Like a baby who's about to blow out birthday candles. I stood up, feeling like a little bit of a break was in order after writing such a catchy thing.
Then Calum stood and before I have the chance to grab the door handle he taps me lightly on my left shoulder. I turn to him and smile happily his eye corners crinkling a little making his smile appear more brightened. His face was full of colour and happiness and just pure love for what he was doing.
"WE WROTE A SONG!!!" He says so happily, obviously still kid like in his ways and pitch of voice.
"Heck yeah we did!!" I respond with arms wide hoping receive a hug.
He embraces the hug and we both squeeze each other tight, my head buried beneath his sweater covered biceps. He felt warm and he felt safe. He smelt of Mango and other exotic fruits that were extremely interesting to my noses sense.
As we gently pulled away, but kept our arms loosely around each other, we found ourselves looking at the other person. I looked to his eyes and saw stories and wishes, and most of all sweetness.
As the awkward teenager that I am, i just looked down a little to make it less awkward. But the tension in the air rises as I looked to his lips, woah his lips. They were perfect. The perfect shape, the perfect amount of what? Plumpness? But the perfect lips to trace and touch. The kind you want on your neck as soon as possible.
I was an innocent girl most days, but some days I was on Tumblr scrolling past and I read into my curiosity of the words I see appear. Words like "suck" and "moan". I couldn't not look into it. So yeah I knew more than I appeared to but when I knew, there was no escaping.
Just like when me and Calum both knew we wanted to kiss each other there really was no escaping. He quickly grabs the side of my head and smashes our lips together, in a strong tensed but hot as hell kinda way.
We stumble a little but I find myself sat on the desk and Calum in between my wide open legs. And then I feel it. His lips hover on my neck a little, leaving a little space for him to breathe on my neck and send shivers down my spine and naturally making it curve so my head rolls back allowing him more access. He repeats the process all the way down to the neck line of my top. And then uses his hand to push both my bra strap and top sleeve down my arm just enough so that I could feel the small pleasure he's been restraining me from.
But he restrains a little longer while searching for the perfect patch. His free hand used its fingers slowly and teasingly to brush gently up my inner thigh that was craving his touch. Then to my surprise, he found the perfect place and sucked on the spot until it made a mark. Then he lightly kissed it as if to stamp it and make it official.
Suddenly I snap out of it and so does he. We both remember then.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry. I er, I think this was a bad idea and shit if this crap got caught on tape we'd both be pretty screwed." He makes a good point and just lightly kisses me on the forehead before whispering "Sorry." And then leaving my open legged self in the studio.
And somehow I'm left wishing Michael had shown up to work.
Authors Note;
Sorry for the escalation, like hell I'm a Calum girl sorry bout it.
Also when I wrote the second half of this it was late at night so I'm sorry for the awful chemistry and grammar usage.
I'm hoping your liking this excuse for a story. Michael is too come soon 😏 maybe we'll even see a nice side this time?
Love you Sugarpuffs 🍬
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