Weeks later...

Abigail.

I've spent countless days imprisoned in my apartment while watching reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and eating random take-outs that Luke had brought home after his band practices. Tonight was one of those were I sat in the living room couch, watching Joey and all his sisters huddle around Chandler awaiting for his apology to MaryAngela-one of many of Joey's sisters.

A knock at the front door caused me to groan, not wanting to get up as they knocked repeatedly three times while saying "Abi bi" three times also. Standing up and walking over to the door to open it, Luke stood there with an innocent look.

"Where are your keys?" I asked, he stepped around me and went to the canister near the door.

"I forgot them..." He scrambled through the canister. "Uh...can I borrow your keys? I mean, that's if you're not going anywhere or do you need me to take you somewhere? I'm perfectly fine in taking you anywhere-"

"Luke!" I giggled at his rambling. "I'm not leaving. You can borrow them." He took a breath as he smiled at me.

He took my keys in his hands, walking up to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow. I'm taking Ash to some club to get him laid." I tilted my head and looked at him. "Don't ask. He just needs to get laid."

"Okay." I laughed as he shook his head at me, giving me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before shutting the door behind him.

I ran a hand through my hair, walking back to the living room. I don't know what I would of done without the help of Luke, he's practically the best friend I could ask for. He did all did for me and well he did get me a pretty cool and big apartment.

I smiled down at my feet. I didn't even get to sit all the way down when there was knocks on the door again, this time it wasn't how Luke would knock, it was different. I walked over to the door and opened it slowly, looking down just so that I wouldn't hit my feet.

As soon as the door was half opened and my body was blocking the view from inside my apartment, I looked up, my gaze catching on to the figure standing in front of me.

"Hello, Abi." Calum said with half a smile. His hands were tucked into his black skinny jeans, his hair was in a side quiff and he had on his NASA shirt.

My heart pounded against my chest. "Wha-what are you doing here? How did you know where to find me?" I stuttered.

He gave a slight chuckle. "I have a few contacts." He scratched the back of his neck. "Can I come in?"

I sighed, nodding my head as I stepped aside to let him in. He gave a small smile as he entered, his eyes wondering around. I closed the door as I followed behind him. I just now notice that he had gotten a few more tattoos on his arm.

"Nice apartment." He turned to look at me.

"Thanks."

"You know, I always wanted to have sex against big glass windows." Calum smirked. My eyes widened as I coughed awkwardly, walking into the kitchen and ignoring what he said.

I leaned against the counter closing my eyes, trying to calm myself from Calum's shit. A pair of hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me into their chest, warm breath hitting my neck.

"I still make you nervous like the first time we met, huh?" He whispered in my ear as he kissed below my ear, sending shivers down my entire spine.

"N-no." I mentally face palmed myself.

He chuckled against my skin as he turned me around, facing him as he stared me down. "Don't lie." He kissed my jaw, letting a soft moan escape my lips.

"Ca-calum."

"Shhh." He pressed his lips against mine, lifting me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked out of the kitchen and towards the living room, our lips never disconnecting not even once.

My back pressed against cold glass, knowing exactly what Calum wanted. I pulled back as he frowned at me. "I'm not having sex with you, until you tell me why you came." He sighed as he put me down, running a hand through his hair, messing it up just a bit.

"Let truth be told I miss you." He leaned down and kissed me, putting a hand beside my head on the glass window.

I giggled. "Did you just quote a song from All American Rejects?"

He smiled, making his cheeks look bigger. "Yes. I did." I smiled at his cheesiness, raising my hands to fix his messed up hair and back into it's quiff. "But, I do miss you." He stared at my lips, leaning closer as I watched his actions.

Soon, his lips found my own, his hands coming to tug my shirt up and over my head. I did the same to his as he reconnected our lips, his hands roaming near my sweatpant line. I couldn't control myself, I craved for his touch for a while now, his lips to be on mine once again.

He pulled my sweatpants down, kicking them to aside. My hands coming to unbotton and unzip his jeans, shimmering out of them as we were left in only our underwear. His lips left mine, trailing down to my neck and finding my sweetspot.

A few moans escaped my lips as his hands came to unclip my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My hands brushed his hard-on as he bit down on my neck trying to leave his mark and to prevent him from moaning.

His hands came to slip of my underwear, exposing myself to him as his hands came to toy with my heat, making my hips jerk towards his hand. He smirked against my neck, satisfied with the effection he has on me. I tugged on his hair, pulling him back up to kiss him. His hands coming to squeeze my butt as I pulled his boxers down, his length coming to full view. I pumped his a couple of times, teasing his tip as I moved the pre-cum around with my thumb.

He groaned, lifting one of my legs up to his waist as he aligned himself to my entrance brushing against it. "Are you on you're pill?" He questioned before continuing, I nodded. He pushed slowly in, causing me to moan and bury my head in his neck to surpass my moans at how it felt to have him inside of me again.

His hips moved slowly, letting me adjust to him as he left soft kisses on my collarbone. I gripped onto his shoulders, rolling my hips to meet his movements. He groaned, lifting my leg a little bit more as he had more access. "I love you." He said, pressing his forehead against mine as he gripped my waist with his other hand, moving a bit more faster. I nodded my head as my mouth fell agape to the pleasurable feeling he was giving me.

Sweat began to accumulate on his forehead, making parts of his quiff to stick to his forehead. His movements became sloppier as our highs were approaching. My walls clenched around him as I felt a warm feeling begin in my stomach, he groaned as he rolled his hips into mine. We both came undone with each others names, he kissed my neck and up to my lips, smiling like an idiot.

"That was nice." I spoke breathlessly.

"Yeah." He pulled out as he pulled his boxers back on. "C'mon, let's get you to bed." He gave me my underwear, picking me up and carrying me bridal style to my room.

"Are you staying?" I asked, looking at him through my lashes.

He looked at me and smirked. "Do you want me to stay?" I blushed as I nodded. "Then I'll stay." He placed me on my bed, climbing in next to me as he pulled me close to him. "Goodnight, baby." He whispered as he kissed my forehead, snuggling his face against the crook of my neck.

I couldn't help, but smile. I kissed his cheek as I closed my eyes, the only thing on my mind. Calum.

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A/N:

SMUT! AYE!

So, I hella wrote this late...well fawk me sideways Calum Hood.

How you guys doin'? *Joey Tribbiani voice* (;

I've had a busy freakin' day. Who knew that registering for college was tiring? Ugh.

Anyways, predictions????

More smut? Or nah?

There's some stupid alarm going off somewhere in this damn freakin' neighborHOOD and it's ticking me off more than when Joey wanted to kick Chandler's ass for "fooling around" with one of his sisters.

So, check this out! :D

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