Calum's POV:

"Oh my fucking god Cal. It smells like sex in here!!!" Michael banged on the wall after he walked in.

I pulled my sweatpants up and stood up from my place on the edge of the bed. He had a disgusted look on his face and I tried my best to hold back a laugh.

"Hey, if I had known you were coming, I would have waited for ya." I grinned at him, earning a slap.

"I have my own girlfriend to worry about."

"What, is Zara not giving it to you good enough?"

He clinched his jaw and realization hit me, "Oh, you're still not over Daisy are you?"

"Maybe."

"Mate, she was a hoe and you deserve better than her. You can either move on and focus on Zara, or you can be like me, single and free to fuck whomever I please."

"Or just jack off to porn." He threw a sock that was lying on the floor at me.

"Actually, I wasn't doing that. At least not this time." That girl I had met at the concert, Mollie, provided enough inspiration for me.

I imagined kissing her plump, pink lips. They probably tasted like strawberries or cherries. Fuck, thinking about all the things I would do to her if she was mine was starting to make me hard again.

There was something different about her. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She had a confidence about her that most people did not. Granted, I would never date her, not really something I'm in to. But she'd be a good lay. Plus with a body like that and gorgeous doe eyes, I could easily keep her around for a while.

The biggest question was if she'd be willing to agree to my terms. I'm not looking for a groupie, something a little more permanent than that. I guess it wouldn't hurt to ask. She was obviously a submissive, which helped my situation a lot.

I'd come in to the bakery where she works every day for the past three days since the concert. She seemed to be warming up to me. Each time I saw her, the pretty smile she wore found its way to the corners of her mouth.

"Mike, if there's nothing you needed, can I have some privacy?"

The blonde stood there for little while trying to remember what he was supposed to tell me. "I was sent by Luke to see if you wanted to join me, Zara, him, and Evie at the club tonight."

"Oh," that didn't sound like something I wanted to do, but they were my friends and I loved them. "Sure, tell him I'll come. Now leave before I throw something at you."

He giggled and ducked out of my room. I focused back to the growing problem I was having. I need to get a hold of myself, Mollie was taking up all my thoughts.

I picked up my phone and dialed an all too familiar number. "Hi, it's Calum. Can you get here quickly? I need to release some stress."

The woman who was on the other end of the line purred, "Of course baby."

"See you soon." I hung up my phone.

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Mollie's POV:

After waking myself up with a cup of coffee, I turned on the bath and let the warm water spill into the white tub. As much as I'd hate to admit it, Calum would not leave the forefront of my brain.

Even though the concert was four days ago, the events of that night replayed in my brain over and over again.

After the tub finished filling up, I dropped in two bath bombs, stripped off my clothes, and stepped into the purple, fizzing water. I sighed as I lowered myself down and let my body relax.

What was I getting myself into? I tended to put up this appearance that I had it all put together and that I was a strong and independent woman. I tried my best to be, but deep down I feel like I need someone to love and care for me in a protective way. Dare I say, like a daddy.

Again, probably wouldn't go there with Calum. He's in a band and I don't mess around with 'famous people'. Sure, the occasional celebrity would walk into the shop, it's fucking Los Angeles, but usually it would be a smile and nod.

"Oh Calum, you're messing with my head." I whispered before completely submerging myself underwater.

I lay there, eyes closed, waiting to feel the burning of my lungs screaming at me for air before I came up out of the water. I gasped for breath and rubbed my eyes. I don't know why I enjoyed pushing my body to the limit. One of these days, I was going to get myself hurt.

After washing up, I did a couple more breath exercises and then got out of the water. Even for a hot July morning, the shock from warm water to air conditioned bathroom made me shiver a bit.

The bakery was closed on Saturdays and Sundays so I had the day off. Being the weekend, I decided to hang out at the mall for a while. Tessa agreed to meet me there at 11am.

Dylan texted me yesterday and we agreed to see Nine Inch Nails tonight. They were playing at the Fonda and I hadn't seen them in a while.

For now, I focused my attention on my current excursion. Knowing my tendency for forgetting time existed and being late for everything, I should probably bring a change of clothes with me to wear later tonight.

I chose a pair of fishnet tights and some ripped denim shorts. A purple cropped tank top called my name so I grabbed that as well. To finish it off, I pulled out my new burgundy high-top Vans. The denim dress I was wearing right now seemed drab compared to my outfit for later.

Checking the time, my eyes widened when I realized I was supposed to meet up with Tessa in 15 minutes. I threw my purse over my shoulder and sprinted out to my car. Luckily I wasn't going to be too late, but Tessa was going to give me an earful either way.

Once I arrived at my destination, I practically fell out of the car and ran to where I knew she was going to be. The second I walled through the doors of Forever 21, I heard Tessa's voice. "Hope you enjoyed the drive."

"I'm sorry Tess. It's only been five minutes."

She put her hands on her hips. "Five minutes of precious time wasted Moll."

"Let's just get to shopping." I shooed her in the direction of the clarence section.

I needed to get a new look, but nothing was jumping out at me.

"Hey," Tessa's voice brought me back from my thoughts. "You should get this."

She held up a pink and black lace choker that had little appliqué daisies on it. In the center, there was a charm that had 'Daddy's Girl' engraved in the center.

"Shut up." I threw a shirt that was laying on the ground at her.

"I'm guessing he's gonna come into the bakery first thing Monday morning."

"Whatever. I'm off that day so you'll have to call out his name." My teacher decided to hold an extra long mandatory lecture the day after tomorrow so I had that to look forward to instead of seeing Calum's face.

"If you don't make a move soon, I will! That guy screams sex god. I'd so dump my boyfriend for him."

"I would never get with him."

"Well I'll back off when you do, it's girl code not to mess with another girl's man."

"Tessa, I swear, if you don't shut up about Calum, I'm going to kick you in the stomach."

She held up her hands in surrender, "Alright alright, I'll stop."

We continued to shop around, going from this store to that store. Tessa had bought $200 worth of clothes in a matter of hours. I on the other hand, was cautious with my money.

It was around 5:15pm when we finished eating Panda Express. I threw our trash away and picked up my stuff. Tessa was on her phone and almost walked into the trash can.

"Hey watch out." I yanked her arm and laughed as her phone flew out of her hands.

She ran to grab it before someone could step on it.

"You know, I'd rather have ran into the trash can than dropped my phone."

"Oh whatever. Actually I have to go, I'm meeting Dylan later and it's going to be a nightmare finding parking by the Fonda."

"Tell him I say hi and use protection."

I deadpanned and refused to respond. I just turned around and started walking in the opposite direction.

"Wait, I'm sorry!!"

She caught up to me and I faced her. "You're lucky I love you. Otherwise I would have bitch slapped you."

"Have fun doing whatever it is you're doing."

"Seeing Nine Inch Nails. And goodbye."

We split and I hustled to my car. I was so glad I decided to bring a change of clothes. The doors opened at 7 o'clock and everything was standing room only, so the later you got there, the worse viewing you'd have, unless someone you know was a line holder.

I climbed into the back seat of my car and quickly changed my outfit. Luckily no one walked by, or else they would have been scarred for life.

As I suspected, there was tons of traffic as I neared the venue. My phone was exploding with nervous texts from Dylan asking where I was. We were supposed to meet at 5:45pm, but that obviously didn't happen. It wasn't until 6:21 when I finally parked my car.

The closest parking spot was in a street that was a few blocks away. I didn't have to walk super far, it was only about a mile.

When I got to the growing line, I spotted Dylan towards the first third. "Sorry I'm late."

"Hey Mollie! Glad you could make it. Don't worry about anything." He hugged me, "Did you have trouble parking?"

"Yes, I couldn't find a close spot."

"That's why I took an Uber." I should have done that. It would have saved me a lot of time.

The doors opened about 20 minutes later and the crowd slowly filed into the building. Dylan and I ended up getting a pretty decent spot. We were about four or five people from the stage.

I scanned the room while Dylan went to get a drink. This concert was a 21+ event and I had used my cousin's ID. Everyone said we looked like twins and she had 'lost her ID in my car' a while back and gotten a new one. I was almost 21, just a few more months, but it was always good to be on the look out.

Dylan came back with two drinks, both for him since I had to drive myself home. He said something about doing shots later but he was cut off by the lights dimming and the noice increasing. We were separated as the crowd pushed forward. The band came out and we all went crazy with excitement.