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Sticky Note (Camp Counselor!Calum one shot)

(A/N): I realize that technically it’s fall but I’ve been working on this for a while and I really like it. I’m thinking about writing a part 2 so if you like this and want that please tell me! As always feedback is welcomed and encouraged. Enjoy!
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“And that, kids, is why you always watch where you squat in the forest.” Logan, our camps resident plant expert, told the group of school age children sitting on the carpet in front of him. I was having a hard time concentrating on what he was saying though due to the fact that I could feel the lingering gaze of Calum Hood, the token hottie at the summer camp where I was volunteering. All of the girls in my cabin ranging in age from nine to thirteen had a crush on him even though it was only the second day of camp, not that I could blame them.

“Now, (Y/N) is going to come up and talk to you about the wildlife you’re gonna see around camp.” Logan said, smiling. I stood up, placed the clipboard with my notes on my chair and went up to give my speech.

- - - - -

“Hey, (Y/N)!” I heard Calum call from behind me as we left the mess hall to go swimming in the lake. He was slightly out of breath as he jogged up beside me, a huge grin plastered on his face. “You forgot this.” He said, handing me my clipboard. He dropped one eye lid in a cheeky wink before jogging off to be with his friends.

I looked down at the clipboard to see a bright blue sticky note on it that read ‘meet me at the oak tree around 9 - C’

“What’s that?” Samantha, one of the other counsellors asked as she caught up to me. I showed her the little piece of paper and watched her eyes widen as she read it.

“Are you gonna go?” She asked looking weirdly excited.

I shrugged letting my clipboard clad arm fall to my side. “I’m not sure to be honest. I mean I want to but that’s a little irresponsible don’t you think?”

“Well yeah but who cares? It’s Calum fucking Hood.” She said is lieu of an explanation. “I will never forgive you if you give up this opportunity.”

I sighed. “Would you be willing to keep an eye on my cabin then?”

“If you promise to give me all the details.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine.”

Sam’s face lit up in a grin. “You won’t regret this, I promise.”

“Whatever you say.”

- - - - -

The sound of twigs crunching under my vans echoed around the small wooded are as I walked towards the oak tree Calum told me to meet him at. As I neared the tree I could see a little bit of light coming from the opposite side. I rounded the tree to see Calum sitting on a small blue blanket staring at the lake, he had his flashlight propped up against the tree and a bottle of cherry vodka in between his crossed legs. He looked up and smiled at me as I plopped myself down facing him.

“Hey (Y/N),” He said his voice husky. “I wasn’t sure if you were coming or not.”

I laughed. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

He smiled as he cracked open the bottle of liquor. “Guess that makes two of us then.”

“Where’d you get that?” I asked as he took a swig.

He handed me the bottle and I took a sip.

“We smuggled some in.” He explained in a murmur.

“We?” I questioned wondering who else had alcohol.

“Me and Michael.” He said with a smug grin. “I brought this delicious vodka we’re drinking.” I couldn’t help but giggle at how proud he sounded. “And Michael brought some whiskey, his personal drink of choice.”

“I would never be able to do that, I’d be nervous as hell.”

“Michael was too actually, it was pretty funny.”

“I’m sure he didn’t think so.”

Calum laughed. “No probably not.”

We sat in silence for a few minutes just passing the bottle back and forth and enjoying the quiet, something you don’t get to do much at a summer camp full of kids.

“Why don’t you come sit closer?” Calum asked smiling and patting the space beside him.

I scooted up so my back was up against the tree and almost instantly I felt Calum’s arm around my shoulders. His breath warmed my ear as he leaned down to whisper to me.

“I’ve been waiting to get you alone since the first day of camp.”

I turned my head to face him and pressed my lips to his. I felt him put the bottle down somewhere behind him and bring his hand to my side where my shirt had ridden up. As his cold fingers touched my warm skin I gasped letting his tongue slip in my mouth and tangle with mine. I moved my hands to his sides and took off his shirt breaking the kiss for the shortest amount of time possible.

“If we’re gonna do this we have to be quick.” He said slightly breathless as he pulled away again.

I nodded silently and pulled him back into the kiss. He immediately undid my pants and pulled both them and my underwear down to my ankles. He pulled a condom out of his pocket and, still kissing, opened it while I pulled his pants down to his knees.

He pulled away again to put the condom on and got into position. “Ready?” He asked looking at me earnestly.

“I’m not a virgin, Cal.” I said rolling my eyes.

He smirked. “I like it when you call me, Cal.” He said and pushed into me.

I stifled a moan knowing we couldn’t make too much noise. Calum’s face was buried into the crook of my neck, his quiet moans filling the air around us. His plump lips pulled at a spot on my neck as he began sucking and gently biting me.

“Fuck, Cal, I’m close.” I moaned out and he immediately shifted so he was supporting himself with one hand while the other began to rub messy figure eights on my clit. He slowed down his thrusts so I could feel every inch of him inside me and I couldn’t help but moan at the sensation.

“Let go baby.” He whispered in my ear pulling away from my neck. I felt myself come undone at the way his husky voice said baby and I heard him reach his high just as the final waves of pleasure crashed though my body.

He collapsed on the blanket next to me catching his breath. After laying there in silence for a few minutes he sat up, pulled the condom off and his pants up then he grabbed the bottle of cherry vodka and took a big sip. He looked at me as I sat up and offered me the bottle with a smirk.

“Drink?”

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