Calum walked in late. Again. And took a seat next to me, the same way he'd been doing for the past two weeks. Why the sudden interest in me? Who knows. But it was really freaking annoying. "Hey babe," he smiled, resting his head on his arms. "Hi Cal," I sighed, trying to focus on the notes. He sat quietly for a few minutes, staring at me. "I can feel your eyes burning holes in the side of my face Calum, quit it," I muttered. Calum just chuckled to himself, closing his eyes, "Better princess?" "Much," I rolled my eyes. He sat up, pulling his notebook out of his backpack and flipping to a clean page. After jotting down a couple of notes, he became distracted and began doodling across the top of the page and in the margins. "Hey Y/N," he nudged me with his elbow, making me mess up and leave a line of black ink across my paper. "Look what you made me do," I groaned, glaring at him. "Okay, anyways," he rolled his eyes, "You should come to my game tonight." I raised my eyebrows at him, "Why?" "Because I need a good luck charm. We've been on a bit of a losing streak," Calum said. "What a shame," I shook my head. "I know, so I thought I should bring a good luck charm and I want you to be my good luck charm. And you can wear my spare jersey," Calum ended his offer with a cheeky smile. "How am I your good luck charm? I've never even been to a game," I rolled my eyes at him. "Well there's only one way to find out if you're my good luck charm, and that is for you to come to my game tonight," Calum pleaded. "Find another girl," I brushed him off, going back to my notes. "Awe, Y/N, come on. Please?" Calum leaned his head on my arm, stopping me from writing. "If I say yes can I take my notes?" I grumbled, trying to move my arm out from under him. "Pinky promise you'll come?" Calum stuck his smallest finger out for me. Sighing, I hooked my own pinky with his, promising I'd be there. "Great, you can pick my jersey up at my house after school," Calum winked, turning back to his doodling again.

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"Wait? So he just asked you to be his good luck charm? Just because?" My best friend asked me with wide eyes. "Yeah, something about how they're on a losing streak and he thinks I'm his good luck charm. I don't really know, but I have to go to his house right now and pick up his jersey to wear tonight," I dug my keys out of my bag, heading towards the parking lot. "Hey princess," Calum appeared beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "Hi Cal," I smiled up at him. "Wow you actually smiled at me for once, it really must be my lucky day," he teased, poking my cheek. "Don't get to ahead of yourself. I'm doing you a favor," I chided him, slapping his hand away from my face. "So do you want to drive or do you want me to give you a ride to my house?" Calum asked, steering me in the direction of his car. "How am I supposed to get to the game then if I don't have my car?" I reminded him. "True...or, you could just stay over at my house until it's time for the game and I can drive you here? I need to get some notes from you anyways," Calum smiled at me sheepishly. "Fine, but you better have food at your house or I'm walking home," I teased, following him to his car.

"What do you want to eat?" Calum asked, leading me into the kitchen. "I don't really care, what's good?" I sat up on the coiner, watching him look through the fridge. "We could always order pizza," he shrugged, pulling out two bottles of water and handing one to me. "Ooo yeah I like that idea, just no gross mushrooms or peppers or pineapple," I stuck my tongue out in disgust. "What the fuck's wrong with pineapple?" Calum looked offended. "It's a fruit it doesn't belong on pizza." "So are tomatoes but you don't seem to be complaining about those," Calum pointed out. "Okay, but they taste different, it's not the same," I rolled my eyes. "Okay, fine, no pineapple," Calum held his hands up, reaching for the phone.

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"It might be a little big," he handed me his white jersey, tucking his black jersey in his soccer (football) bag. I took it from him, setting it on his bed so I could pull my shirt over my head. "Do you-oh shit, sorry," Calum clapped his hand over his eyes when he saw me shirtless. "You're fine Cal, it's just a bra," I giggled at him. "Do you want a sweatshirt? It might rain tonight," he stood in front of his dresser, digging through his sweatshirts. "Oh I see how it is, making me come to the game where it might be a downpour just so I can stand in the rain. Now you have to win Hood, or I'm gonna be pissed,"I teased him. "Well if you're the good luck charm I think you are then it'll be worth it," he smiled at me, handing me a sweatshirt. "No promises, I've never been a good luck charm before so I don't have much of a track record to go off of," I shrugged. I pulled the sweatshirt over my head before tugging the jersey over it. "I can tell you're my good luck charm," Calum winked. "How?" I raised my eyebrows. "I just can," he smirked at me, grabbing his bag, "Now let's go win."

"Good luck, I guess," I smiled as Calum headed towards the locker room. "I don't need luck, that's what you're here for." "Whatever, just play good and win," I giggled. "Hey wait," Calum stopped me as I started to leave. "What?" "Where's my good luck kiss?" he pouted. "Oh no, that was not part of the deal," I rolled my eyes. "Oh come on, if you don't kiss me and we lose, I'm blaming you," he warned. "Ugh, fine," I sighed, moving towards him, "I'll give you a kiss on the cheek for now, and if you win then you might get a little luckier." I looped my arms around the back of his neck, pulling him in for a hug and pressing a kiss on his cheek. "That's your motivation now," I winked, before running off to find my friends.

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"Come on Cal!" I cupped my hands around my mouth, shouting at him. We were ahead by one but the other team was moving in on the goal. He stole the ball away from the opponent and took off down the field. The whole stadium erupted in cheers for Calum as he neared the goal, squaring up for a shot. Just as the timer ran out the ball flew past the goalie's hands and into the net. "Yeah!" I screamed with the rest of the fans. Everyone was rushing out onto the field, but I held back to avoid getting trampled. I took my time going down the steps onto the field, looking for Calum. The rain had my baby hairs curling around my face and I pulled the hood of Calum's sweatshirt further over my head. Calum turned around to see me walking across the field towards him and a smile spread over his face. Pushing through the groups of people, he made his way over to me and picked me up in a tight hug, "I told you you were my good luck charm babe." I laughed, running my fingers through his wet hair, "Good job Cal, you did good." "Thanks, I heard you cheering for me," he smiled proudly, "I take it you had fun?" "Other than the rain, I guess so,' I shrugged, hiding my smile. "So do I get my reward now?" he teased. "Wha-oh! Not here, in front of all these people," I shook my head, looking around at all the groups around us. "Okay, let's go somewhere more private then," he took my hand in his, pulling me along side him through the crowd. "Oi! Yeah, get it Hood!" one of his teammates called after us. I blushed, hiding my face as Calum flipped the kid off and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into his chest. "Don't mind him," Calum shook his head, kissing the top of my head. He led us towards the stadium, walking underneath the bleachers where it was dark and dry. But most importantly, there was nobody else. Calum leaned against the wall, positioning me in front of him. "Thank you for coming tonight, by the way," he mumbled, "I couldn't think of any other reason for you to come and see me than if I made you my good luck charm." "So you put all this pressure on me to be a good luck charm, just so I'd come to your game?" I pretended to be annoyed, placing my hand over my chest. "Maybe," Calum shrugged, biting his lip. "Well, then I'm glad you did," I smiled, sliding my hands up his chest and wrapping them around his neck. "Me too. Now I expect you to come to every game babe," he smiled down at me. "Why would I do that?" I looked at him expectantly. "Because I want you to, and so I can get my good luck kiss," he smirked. "Now Cal, I don't just go around kissing boys for no reason," I hinted at him with a smile. "Hmm okay, well here's a solution. Be my girlfriend," Calum grinned. "Wait? Really?" I blushed, looking up at him. "Why do you think I picked you to wear my jersey? I didn't just want anyone coming to my game, Y/N. I wanted my favorite girl to come to my game, wearing my jersey. Even if she doesn't like pineapple on pizza," Calum laughed, "I really really really really really really really real-" "Get to the point," I giggled. "Really like you Y/N, so what do you say?" He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. "I guess I can handle standing out in the rain for my favorite guy," I grinned, pulling him down for a long kiss. "I guess I'm the real winner now," Calum smiled as he pulled back, "And I plan on continuing this winning streak