#also. mikayla just pathetically in love with ****** ******

[manslaught]

i'll put this in my actual rules when i have more energy but uh... as of right now i'm not going to be like. plotting any new romantic relationships for mikayla because she's so difficult to ship with. be her friend or her enemy <3

[ladyintree]

taissa glares back at her,  still ready to be defensive,  but after a moment,  she lets out a breath,  realizing she’s actually got no reason to fight her on that.   it’s just everything else that’s built up,  everything she can’t say because she’s too afraid of how weak she’ll sound when it all comes pouring out.   if only she had someone to talk to about it —-  but that’s the worst part,  because while mikayla had been the girl she was falling in love with,  she had also become her best friend in the process,  and now taissa’s left with nothing,  just a painful reminder of what she once had that slipped away from her too quickly.   

her eyes roll as her head falls back in annoyance.   she wants to tell her that she has no place commenting on her relationships — even if that’s not what this is,  but if that’s what mikayla thinks,  then maybe that’s for the best.  she hates the way mikayla made her feel when she walked away—-  stupid, foolish, pathetic, desperate, weak, all these things taissa swore she’d never be.  she never even gave her a chance to defend herself,  never gave her the chance to stop her mind from spiraling every single day as she only thought of more questions left unanswered—   she’s not even sure which part of that is worse,   but when she looks at her,   it all just stings the same.   ❝  it’s not the taste,  ❞    she mumbles with a scowl,  as if she should know that.   ❝  it’s the texture.   so— i think i’ll be fine,  ❞    she claims,  and she knows that she should be smiling,  taunting her,   but it hurts too much to even think about trying.   she lets out a scoff,  digging her hand in her pocket to find the cash.   ❝  don’t be ridiculous.  i’m not going to walk away without paying,  ❞    she says, brows raising expectedly.   ❝  how much?  ❞

it just feels like torture, having to watch taissa be here with someone else, like she's shoving it in her face. mikayla would be angrier if she didn't already know that she deserves it— because even if she thinks she's doing the right thing, protecting her, she knows she still hurt tai, and that's something she can't even forgive herself for. so she deserves the sting of watching tai move on, but that doesn't make it any easier. “ i didn't ask you to. ” she clenches her jaw, staring down at the counter, because it's easier than looking at her. she wants to just tell tai everything, like maybe that might change something, but there's a reason she stayed quiet when everything first happened. it's safer if tai hates her, because it means she'll stay away from her, so mikayla won't have to worry about her father doing anything.

she can't stop herself from rolling her eyes, tempted to lie and tell her they're out, despite having them clearly on display, but she reconsiders, begrudgingly grabbing a bag and setting it on the counter. “ you want her to taste like gummy bears? ” maybe it makes her feel better thinking of it like that, like somehow that's going to prevent tai from kissing olivia, a thought that makes mikayla feel sick to her stomach. but it's not her business, so she tries not to think about it at all, clearing her throat, running her hand through her hair. “ just take them. i'm not charging you. ” not because she thinks she owes tai anything, although she does, but because she thinks it would be less painful for the both of them if tai just left now.

[kkpaaw]

Seashell Trolls Ficlet 1: Escaped

Summary: #58 and #10 have just escaped and their empty cells were found by one of the guards who went and informed Queen Urbosa. Let's just say she wasn't happy, not at all

Note: Don't know who #58 and #10 are? Well here is an image of em. This pic was used in my post about the Seashell Trolls describing pretty much everything about em. Interested? Check it out!^^

Anyway onto the ficlet!

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY'RE GONE?!"

Leech flinched at the furious roar Queen Urbosa gave and bowed his head nervously, shaking a bit

"I-I mean when I went on my usual checkup routine they weren't there! They must have escaped when I finished my first checkup. T-the only thing that was left was this letter from #58 addressed to you my queen" He held put a wrinkled piece of seaweed that had dome writing on it

Urbosa's expression hardened "What does it say?"

Leech stuttered and rapidly shook his head "Uh I-I-I don't think reading it outloud would be wise my que-"

Leech yelped as Urbosa leaned forward until she was inches away from his face, her angry expression making him freeze

"READ. IT."

Leech gulped and shakily held the letter up and started reading "It just says,"

'Haha

Kiss my ass Urbosa!

Also I'm taking my name back and so is Mikayla

Sea you later!

With love,

Lake(#58 of course;P) and Makayla(lovely #10)'

A loud growl echoed throughout the room and Leech shook in terror. Shakily he turned to his queen only to quickly back away when Urbosa slammed her left claw on the ground in front of him in frustration.

"THAT LITTLE SHRIMP! HOW DARE THEY MOCK THEIR QUEEN" Urbosa raged before whirling on Leech, causing him to jump and wimper

"I thought you said you would be able to keep TRACK of those filthy prisoners! Were you lying to me Leech?"

"N-NO NO! My queen I would never! It's just....they left during a time where I wasnt there is all! I had just finished checkup at that area and things were fine! That-that must've been when they escaped!" Leech let out a small scream as Urbosa picked him up and shook him violently.

Leech groaned and stared up dazed at Urbosa as she glared hard at him. Scoffing in disgust she threw him down and looked off to the side in thought.

Leech yelped as his body bounced before landing on his stomach, a loud clink echoing from where his shell hit the floor. Panicked he shot up and felt his shell only to let out a quiet sigh in relief when he noticed it was cracked. He quickly turned back to Urbosa when he heard her mutter.

"I just don't understand how that pathetic shrimp got #10 to go with them! I squashed that bug's rebellious will years ago! Somehow #58 managed to break my training on him...how?"

All was silent for a moment before Leech quietly spoke up

"D...do you want us to go after them my queen?"

Urbosa let out a hum before looking off to the side in a seemingly disinterested manner

"...No. Let them go."

Leech stared at her in surprise and confusion, unable to comprehend what he just heard. Let them go?

"N-no? My queen we should hunt them now while they're still clo-"

Urbose turned a stern expression to Leech, making him stutter and stop

"Are you doubting your queen Leech?" A warning tone entered her voice, almost daring him to say yes.

"No-no ma'am! I would never doubt you its just-" Urbosa rolled her eyes and scoffed, causing Leech to stop speaking again

"Shut your pathetic mouth up and let me tell you in a manner that even you can understand." Leech lightly nodded and frowned as Urbosa turned her attention back to the wall, seeming bored once again

"It's simple, I want them to be convinced that they escaped me. I want them to feel safe and content in their little lives, so that way when I come in I can crush it." She let out a nasty laugh, while Leech's eyes widened in shock and fear. Urbosa clenched her claws.

"I want to crush their hope into tiny little pieces in front of everyone beause that seems to be the only way you miserable little shits seem to understand that I'm the one in power. It certainly worked for #10 all those years ago after all" She smirked, before it quickly became a scowl

"Of course that's before that little bitch #58 came around and DESTORYED ALL THOSE YEARS OF BREAKING I DID TO HIM." She glared off to the side

"So quickly too, curse them!"

Leech reeled back and stared at her shocked, a hint of fear in his eyes, as her speech slowly become screams of anger

"WHEN WILL YOU FOOLS UNDERSTAND THAT I AM YOUR RULER. YOU LISTEN TO ME. I AM THE ONE GIVING YOU PATHETIC CREATURES SAFETY. I'm the only thing standing between you and all those hungry predators out there. Sharks, Crabs, other Lobsters, all just waiting to eat you all. If it wasn't for me you would have been dead a long time ago!"

She took a in a deep breath and started working to calm herself down. Leech slowly got up from the kneeling position he worked himself into while she was yelling.

After she calmed down and sent a nasty sinister smile down to Leech, who flinched and stopped himself from looking away. She didnt like that after all

"So no, don't go after them just yet. Let them be trapped in their own little happy and content bubbles. It makes it all the more easier to crush them when we find them and open their eyes to the reality that they will NEVER be free from me..."

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Ok I may, just MAY have had too much fun making this lmao but there ya go! A but of story into the lives of the Seashell Trolls.

As you can Queen Urbosa is not a good queen. She abused her power and anyone who doesn't follow her rules gets put into into prison, where they stay until they are either broken, or they agree to conform back to Urbosa's ways.

That's why #58 and #10 have those colors and chain cuffs on their wrist and leg. They were prisoners who each did something to end up in prison(not gonna reveal what just yet but you'll find out soon!)

Hope yall liked this little ficlet!

[calumance]

LA Devotee - Part XII

Warnings: smoking, cussing, some mentions of anxiety, insecurity

Word Count: 4.2k

Summary: Emily has agreed to move in with Calum, although she doesn’t necessarily regret that decision, she does come to a horrible realization on just how small her life actually is.

A/N: I’m SORRY this took so long!! I have most of this story written and when I go back to reread and edit, I end up hating my writing. So, I ended up rewriting pretty much this entire part. The next part I promise will come sooner than this one came! Happy reading!! Feedback and requests are always welcomed!!! (Want to be tagged? Let me know!)

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V | Part VI | Part VII | Part VIII | Part IX | Part X | Part XI

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           The weekend came, and my mind had absolutely reeling since I agreed to move in with Calum. Not that I didn’t want to, but what in the actual fuck was I doing moving in with a guy I met nearly a month ago? Calum agreed to meet me at my apartment so he could help me start packing. The boys were supposed to follow behind him, and I invited Mikayla and Trevor to come over and help as well. More people means the faster it gets done. I sat on the stoop of my apartment complex with a cigarette between my fingers. The last cigarette I had was three years ago, right after Nathan and I got into an extremely verbally violent fight. I hated smoking, but sometimes the nicotine just felt so good. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes and blew the smoke from my lungs. “I didn’t know you smoked.” Calum said.

           My left eye opened and looked at Calum. His hands were in his pockets and his sunglasses were placed perfectly on his nose. I opened my other as he sat next to me and I looked at the cigarette. “I don’t usually, just been on edge today.” I offered him the cigarette, remembering he had been smoking the night we met.

           He took the cigarette from my fingers and looked at it before delicately wrapping his lips around the butt. “Haven’t smoked since the night we met.” The smoke released from his lungs and I looked over at him. He handed the cigarette back to me and I took a drag as he dropped his head, “Why have you been on edge? Everything okay?”

           I finished off the cigarette and extinguished it before dropping it in the cigarette can the apartment complex had set up right outside the door. “Yeah, everything is fine.” I squinted my eyes and looked out towards the street. “Can you promise me something?” I choked out dropping my eyes to my hands which were physically trembling. Calum’s eyes stared a whole in the side of my head through his sunglasses. My fingers balled into a fist and then flexed as my mind fought to get the words out. “Can you promise me that you’re in this for the long run, that this isn’t some type of PR stunt, that you’re with me because you genuinely like me.”

           “Emily, I thought we’ve gone over this—” he tried to speak but I quickly cut him off.

           “The public loves a good sob story. I’m a great sob story, I came from nothing, I have virtually nothing. If people found out about my personal life, they’d be all over you and the career. I don’t want us to destroy your career, and as selfish as it sounds, I don’t want your career to destroy us.” I continued to stare at my hands, not wanting to see his expression.

           He dropped his own eyes to his hands and shook his head. “We’re not a PR stunt, I can promise you that. I can also promise you that I am with you because of you, I’ve told you that. I can promise that being with you is not going to destroy my career, I wish I could promise you that my career won’t destroy us.” I finally looked at him through squinted eyes, and he looked at me, his face expressionless, “My career is what destroyed a good majority of my past relationships. However, I do believe you and I can be strong enough to not let my career come between us. Is this what’s been bothering you today?”

           Just as I nodded, Ashton, Luke and Michael came rounding the corner. Ashton holding some beer, Luke and Michael holding a large amount of boxes. “We’re here for the moving party!” Ashton exclaimed while lifting the beer above his head.

           I smiled and stood up, wiping the dirt off my pants. “Go ahead and head inside, Mikayla said she’d be here in just a couple of minutes.” I handed Calum the key to my apartment. Ashton, Luke and Michael walked past us into the building and I grabbed Calum’s hand before he walked away. He looked at me, not even his normal smile sitting on his lips. “I don’t mean to be self-conscious. I’ve just been through too much shit in my life to make this, us, feel real. I do want to move in with you and I do want to not let your career get in between us.” The right side of his lips pulled up into a soft smile and he dropped my hand and caressed my cheek. My eyes closed and I leaned into his touch. His lips pressed against mine for a sweet second before he ran his hand down my arm and followed the boys inside.

           After Calum walked inside, I sat back on the stairs and waited for Mikayla. When Mikayla showed up, the look on my face gave away everything that I was thinking. She sent Trevor ahead of her and sat next to me. Once Trevor was out of ear shot, I spat out, “Do you think I’m doing the right thing?”

           “Yes.” She didn’t even hesitate, she barely had a second to blink before she responded. My eyebrows stitched together as I looked at her. “Look, you and Calum really care about each other. Maybe you even love each other, I don’t know. It’s time for you to put on your big girl panties and move the fuck on from your past. Calum’s good for you, even if you don’t think he is.” She laced her arm with mine and laid her head on my shoulder. “Plus, we’ll still have sleepovers, especially since your new place is a hundred times bigger than this dump. Also why do you smell like an ash tray?”

           I pulled my eyebrows together in fake offense, “Hey, I like this dump.” I laughed before I could get the whole sentence out. “You’re right, it’s a dump, and I definitely hate it here. Also, I used to smoke, and I’ve been really anxious today, so I bummed a cigarette off my neighbor.” Mikayla shot me a look and I held up my hands, “Last cigarette ever, I promise.” Mikayla smiled before letting out a laugh. She then stood up and offered me a hand to lift me off the ground. We walked in together, arms laced together.

           When we walked in, the guys had already gotten most of my living room and kitchen pulled apart. It tugged at my chest a little that in that little amount of time, half of my apartment as already been pulled apart. Calum was pulling books off my shelf and I walked over to him. He smiled at me and I wasted no time to wrap my arms around his waist and press my head to his chest. He placed his hand on the back of my head and bent his neck to place a kiss on the top of my head. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled, my cheek still pressed to his chest.

           “For what, sunshine?” His fingers scraped across my scalp as his finger ran though my hair, his other arm squeezing me just slightly.

           “For being so stupid.” I wanted to apologize for being a piece of shit, but saying that I was stupid sounded a little nicer.

           He chuckled, causing his chest to vibrate under my face. “You’re not stupid, it’s okay to feel the way you feel. Everything’s fine, sunshine, don’t worry about it.” He placed my chin between his thumb and index finger and tilted my face up to his. His lips pressed to mine and I melted into his kiss. Every time I kissed him, it was there were tiny little fireworks going off in my stomach. It was like I would never be able to get enough of the feeling of his lips against mine. He inhaled slightly as he pressed harder into the kiss and I thought about what Mikayla said about us. She had suggested we loved each other, and feeling my lips tingle against his, I think that maybe her suggestion was right. Remembering we had people in my apartment, I break the kiss and pull my bottom lip in to continue to taste his lips on mine. Calum’s eyes had darkened, and he stared into my eyes in a way that my body heat up, “I’m going to go pack up my room now.” I said, running a single finger under my bottom lip. Calum nodded and I practically ran into my bedroom, closing the door behind me.

           It took almost no time to pack up my entire apartment, and I could not decide if that felt good, or incredibly horrible. Ashton and Luke took everything I didn’t need to the donation center, which was the largest load. Trevor and Mikayla had their car packed with boxes, and so did Calum, Michael, and I. After the cars were packed up, I stood in the middle of my empty apartment and looked at my fingers. My whole life, what was left of it, took seven people a few hours to pack. A new weight suddenly found itself on my shoulders; was my life really that pathetic? After one more visual scan of the room, I turned on my heels and left behind the place that I called home for the past four months.

           Calum was waiting outside the leasing office for me, leaning against the wall and his hands in his pockets. As I walked toward him, I unwound my key from the key ring and gripped it tightly in my fist. Calum pushed himself off the wall as I walked past him into the office. The woman behind the desk smiled and held out her hand asking for the key. I tapped the key with my fingers a few times before finally handing it over. After paying the ridiculous fee for breaking my lease early, which Calum had offered to pay, but after I shot him a look, he backed down, we left. As we walked away from the building, I reached over and grabbed Calum’s hand. This was a new start, and I was not going to look back.

           Trevor and Mikayla followed the line of cars to Calum’s house, Calum in the front, then Michael, then me. It was finally dark out and I was becoming increasingly more exhausted as we got closer to Calum’s house. While driving, I held in the want to cry. My thoughts swimming back to how sad it was that my entire life took only a couple of hours to pack up and discard. It was like I had nothing to show for. I’ve been on this earth for over twenty years, and everything I own is packed up into thirty boxes, if that. The anger boiled through my veins and my knuckles turned white from the grip I had on my steering wheel.

           Just as the emotions were about to boil over, we all pulled into Calum’s driveway. Before getting out of my car, I took a long deep breath and shook my hands out. Michael, Trevor and Mikayla had starting taking boxes inside, but Calum stopped and looked at me. Something on my face must’ve given away that I was about to cry or scream because Calum grabbed my right hand then pressed his other hand to my cheek, “Are you okay, sunshine?” Without looking at Calum’s face, I nodded. He knew I was lying, “Tell me the truth.”

           A sigh caused my shoulders to fall, “I’m a little overwhelmed. It took zero time to pack up and move my entire life. I knew I lost everything, but I didn’t realize how much I actually lost, and how little I have left.” I looked down at my feet and swallowed down the anger. My hands started to tremble and I balled my fingers into fists, squeezing Calum’s hand, “I don’t even have anything to show for myself.” I shifted my feet and looked to my left to watch Mikayla walk through the front door with a box in her arms.

           “Sunshine, you have plenty of things to show for yourself.” He put his finger on the side of my chin, turning my head so that I had to look at him. “You have an amazing job, you have an amazing best friend, you have probably the best wardrobe I’ve ever seen,” That made me smile, I loved my wardrobe too, “And you’ve got me, don’t you?” A shit-eating grin stretched across his face, “I mean, not to toot my own horn, but I’m pretty great.”

           I couldn’t help but laugh. He dropped his hand from my chin and I reached towards his chest to play with the fabric of his shirt. As I eyed the material I shook my head, “No matter how long we’re together, I don’t think I will ever understand how I got you.” My eyes met with his, he smiled and a twinkle in his eyes lit up the brown ring around his pupils. I wanted so badly to tell him I loved him, but what if he didn’t feel the same way? Instead, I swallowed and shook my head again. He took that as a sign to press his lips against mine, a needy kiss that made my entire stomach light on fire. I pushed against him slightly, pushing his lips off mine, but keeping them close enough that they grazed over mine as I spoke, “Our friends are still here.”

           Calum looked at our friends coming out of his house, “I supposed that means should wait, huh?” He looked back at me, the smirk on his lips quickly fading and concern washed over his eyes. “Are you going to be okay?” His right hand reached towards my cheek and gently caressed my face. I nodded before splitting away from him and helping our friends carry the rest of the boxes into the house. As soon as the last box was dropped, Mikayla and Trevor bid their goodnight and headed out. Calum offered Michael and beer, which he excitedly accepted after the long day. “Do you want a drink too, love?” My eyes were glued to the small amount of boxes that were stacked just inside of Calum’s front door.

           Calum grabbed my fingers and it took everything in me to pry my eyes away from the boxes and look at him. I blinked away the glaze in my eyes and shook my head, “No,” A smile stretched across my lips, I tried to not make it look fake, but I could tell he knew it was. “No, I think I am going to go to bed. It’s been a long day.” He nodded, pulling me into his chest to kiss me one last time. After he told me he’d come to bed right after Michael left, I headed down the hallway to our, now, shared bedroom.

           The door clicked shut, and I turned and looked around the room. Duke was laying on the bed, his tail wagging. I smiled at him and reached down to place a gentle scratch to the top of his head. Even though I was familiar with it now, it was different knowing that my things were going to have their own space. His and mine was going to turn into ours. He’s lived such a fulfilling life thus far, and I’ve just lived. My eyes shut and I sat on the end of the bed, tears finally falling, not out of sadness, but out of anger. Anger that I felt completely and utterly about myself. The only thing I could think of making me feel better was going to bed. I kicked off my shoes and stripped down to my underwear, not having the energy to find anything to sleep in. After I crawled under the covers, Duke took his spot next to me in a ball. The warmth of the blankets took over and I gave into the desire to sleep.

           I woke up when Calum finally made his way to bed. As the door shut, I wiped my face, not realizing I had cried in my sleep. He was taking his shoes off when I pushed myself up into a sitting position. When he saw me sitting up, his face softened, “Hey, sunshine, I didn’t mean to wake you up. Go back to sleep, I’ll be right back.” He ran the pads of his fingers across my jaw line as he walked into the bathroom. The sound of the faucet running allowed my body to relax and I laid back down, my back facing Calum’s side of the bed. My eyes closed, but I listened for Calum’s movements. When he finally laid in bed, I turned and pulled myself into his side, placing my head against his chest. He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arms around me, “Goodnight, sunshine.”

           When my eyes fluttered open, I immediately grabbed my phone to look at the time. It was only six in the morning, but I was wide awake. My phone made a slapping noise as I dropped it back onto the side table and cursed under my breath. As great as it was to have a finely tuned body clock, it was absolutely horrible when you have every intention of sleeping in. Calum was still fast asleep, but Duke lifted his head and wagged his tail furiously seeing that I was awake. I carefully climbed out of bed, trying my hardest to not wake Calum up. The only time he stirred was when Duke jumped off the bed. Before leaving the room, I grabbed my phone off the table and pulled on a pair of Calum’s sweat pants and one of his t-shirts. As Duke and I walked out, I shut the door as quietly as possible, the only noise being Duke’s little claws on the wood floor.

           Duke ran ahead of me, towards the back door, I hesitated when my eyes landed on the boxes that we had stacked up the night before. My insecurities knocking in the back of my head wondering if should just throw everything but my clothes away. I held my breath as I turn to look behind me, towards the bedroom and try to shake the thoughts out of my head. Duke whimpers slightly, pulling me out of my thoughts and I keep walking through the house. As I open the back door, he does a little dance and goes running towards the patch of grass in the corner of the backyard. Feeling the cool morning air, I step outside and listen to the birds while keeping a side eye on Duke to wait for him to finish his morning duties. As soon as he comes running back to me, I turn and we both head back inside.

           My mind continues to race as I prepared a pot of coffee. To keep my thoughts quiet, I reach down and pick up the little black and white dog at my feet. He licks my face and I laugh, giving him a chin scratch back. The coffee maker gurgles signaling the end of the cycle. I lean down to put Duke back on the ground and pour myself a cup. I took a sip of the coffee after putting my normal amount of cream and sugar in it and looked towards the backyard again.

           A thought pops in my head and I grab my coffee and head through the backdoor. Duke follows me and I watch him run around like the happy little dog he is. I find a shaded corner to sit in and place my coffee cup on the table before taking a seat. My fingers absent mindedly tap at my phone, thinking about the person I want to talk to the most. My finger slides up on the screen, unlocking it, then tap my mom’s contact. When she answered I told her about everything that has happened since the last time we talked. Some of it was a lie, some of it was the truth, but the only time I lied was so that she didn’t think I had absolutely lost my mind. Which, I was pretty certain I had, but she didn’t need to know that.

           We talked for a while, until I decided to go back inside and wait for Calum to wake up. The house was quiet as I scrolled through my phone while sitting on the barstool in his kitchen. I stared into the void and tapped the edge of my coffee mug. The sound of the bedroom door opening pulled me out of my thoughts. Soon enough, a sleepy Calum was coming into the kitchen. He was rubbing his eye and yawning, all he was wearing was a pair of light grey sweat pants that were hanging low enough to make my stomach do a back flip. I swallowed and forced a smile so I would stop staring at him. “Good morning, sunshine. Why are you awake so early?” He asked, his voice raspy, still fighting the sleep.

           As I thought of how I wanted to answer him, he closed the space between us and planted a kiss on my forehead before turning towards the coffee maker and pouring a cup of coffee for himself. “This really stupid thing happens in your mind as you get older, and it makes it so that you can never sleep past a certain time.” Calum chuckled as the coffee poured into his cup, a plume of steam escaping out of the top of the mug. “My body is so used to getting up at the same time every day that I can’t sleep in. It’s really annoying.” I took a drink of my coffee and Calum chuckled again.

           He opened the fridge and pulled the milk out, “How long have you been awake?” I stared at his back muscles while he poured the milk into his coffee and stirred it with the spoon I had left out. He turned to me and raised his eyebrows waiting for my answer.

           My voice got caught in my throat, “Oh, uh, a little over an hour. I talked to my mom, I hadn’t talked to her in a while.” Calum took a drink of his coffee and raised his eyebrows. “I told her about you, she seemed pretty excited that I was finally climbing out of my rut.” I put the lip of my coffee mug to my lips and raised my eyebrows, “Those were her exact words.” Calum smiled and I took a sip from my coffee.

           Calum chuckled then rounded the corner stopping at my side long enough to place another kiss on the side of my head. “I’m going to go sit outside if you’d like to join me.” My eyes watched him as he walked out the back door, Duke following close behind him. Just as the door closed, I turned and hopped off the barstool to follow the same path.

           The warm breeze blew across my face as I made my way towards where he was sitting. The thought of sitting in his lap crossed my mind, but I took my seat in the chair next to him. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, the sun glowing against his tanned skin. Every sense in my body telling me to get on him, but I swallowed the thoughts and looked away from him. “Do you want to unpack now, or do you want to wait?” He asked, his eyes still closed.

           My eye focused back on him, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. Maybe it would be the right idea to unpack quickly and just get it over with, but as I stared at him, the lust inside my body grew. His chest slowly rising and falling with every breath he took, the sun dancing across his skin causing it to almost glisten. I could no longer help myself, I set my coffee mug down on the little table in front of me and slowly made my way over to straddle his lap. My hands gently resting on either side of his face, I pull him towards me and kiss him passionately. He pressed his lips harder against mine and his hands ran up my thighs and up and under my t-shirt until they were firmly placed on my back. His hands started to trail further up my back and I pulled my lips off his. He opened his eyes and let his hands rest where they were. “Can we wait, there’s something else I’d rather do?” A smirk pulled at the side of his mouth before he nodded and crashed his lips back onto mine. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

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About Me

My name is Katie Hunsaker. I was born on July 26, 1999. I am the 5th child in my family. I have an older brother named Trevor, married to Mikayla, and they just had a son last week on Tuesday, January 10th. His name is Tenzin and he is the first “grandson” or “nephew” in my family. After my brother, I have 3 sisters, Alyssa, Mallory, and Erika. They are all out of the house doing their doing their own things. Alyssa just got engaged on Christmas. Mallory is in California and has a boyfriend. Erika is serving an LDS mission in Chile, and has 8 months left. Then I have a little brother, Ryan, in 9th grade, and a little sister, Rachel, in 4th grade. My parents are loving and wonderful, I love them very much. My dad is named Malcom, and my mom is Sherry. I love being with my family, we laugh, watch fun movies, got hiking, boating, snowmobiling, and anything else under the sun that’s fun! My family is recently renting a home, we are building so we live in a fun little cabin with all windows. It’s very beautiful, being able to look anywhere in the house and see the nature popping in through the floor to ceiling windows. Our property that we are building on is right next to our house so it works out perfect. I live in the beautiful sunny city of Heber. I’m pretty sure it was hand carved by God, and placed in the perfect State of Utah right in the place with mountains and rivers. Secluded by rolling hills, and the towering Mt. Timpanogos. I have lived in this valley since I was 5 years old. I moved from Orem Utah, on April 2005. Heber is my home town, even though I was not born here, I was raised and have become who I am today because of Heber. I go to Wasatch High school. I am a senior in high school. I played volleyball for 3 years. And my senior year I made the team and then sprained my ankle so bad I was out my whole season. I’m still recovering and it has been 5 months. That was a large bummer in my senior year, but I have moved passed it and have had time to spend with my family. I love and hate school, but most people do. I love learning new things that I know will help me in the future and also will help me solve every day problems. I don’t like school when I have to do busy work that I feel didn’t help me learn anything new, but just wasted my time when I could have been doing something important and meaningful.  I have always tried to be a good student and to get good grades. I am horrible at time test, like the ACT, I got a 20 which is pathetic, but I don’t base my intelligence off of a timed test. I am a good thinker, and can place my knowledge into important experiences. I have always had a hard time with reading and writing. I have slight, and I mean slight ADD, which most kids do, but I have a hard time focusing, and I daze off in class without even knowing it. I love to read, which I only figured out within the last 2 years because I read the hunger games and Harry Potter and now I love sitting and taking my mind to a different world. I hated reading as a kid, never found any books that suited me, but now that I have found the right books I hope to keep reading and to become a better reader and writer. Even though I may not be book smart I hope to go into the medical field. I have been certified as a CNA, and just applied to work in a rest home. After high school I plan to go to Snow College to get my RN associates. After I have my RN I can work in almost any nurse career. I’m mainly focusing on labor and delivery, but I would also like to be an ER nurse. The medical field has always interested me because I want to help other feel better and loved. One thing that I do know about myself is that I always want other to be happy. I love watching others become happy and to live life to its fullest. And I also know that when I see others happy it makes me happy.