It's around half past eleven at night on a Thursday in Los Angeles and Calum had come over to my place about thirty minutes ago because the boys had gone out and he wasn't in the mood.
We are in my living room, a La Liga match playing on the tv. Calum has his bare feet up on my coffee table, his right crossed over his left. In his right hand, is a bottle of Corona and his left arm is extended across and resting on top of the couch cushions against the back of the couch. I am currently struggling to keep my eyes open, with my head resting on Calum's thigh. I have my feet up on the couch and my attention turned to the tv as Juventus score another goal and Calum sighs softly, making me chuckle slightly.
"I told you we would win" I mumble tiredly, my voice deep and raspy as it usually gets when I'm sleepy. Calum takes a sip of his beer and swallows before the speaks.
"Yeah, well, there's still 22 minutes left of the game, don't get too excited, princess" he says back with a small cock of his eyebrow. After a second, his hand left arm drops from the back of the couch and he places it across the area right under my boobs, his hand softly sliding up and down along my side as he takes another sip of his beer.
"You can sleep, you know?" He asks, not taking his eyes off the large tv I have mounted onto my wall.
"I know, but I wanna spend time with you" I say as I turn my head to look up at him. He smiles and scoffs a little
"Just go to sleep, I'm about to sleep anyway too" He informs me and with a sigh and a small smile, I close my eyes.
"Goodnight" I almost whisper
"Goodnight, baby" he tells me softly before he takes another sip of his beer.
