I looked to my left then my right before ducking and running behind a tree. Holy shit this scary. And paint balls hurt, from what I hear. Bit scared to be honest, bit. I picked at my gloves, I didn't want to get my hands all bruised up, my first time, I'm probably gonna get hit a lot.
Calum came over as I adjusted my helmet, these things are annoying, but they're protective.

"Aw," He starts. "My girl looks so cute when she's confused." My Girl?Thank god the helmet is blocking my face. It's getting hot in here.

"Oh shut up.." was all I could manage.

"DUCK!" Calum screamed. I hesitated but dropped to the ground. A few shooting sounds and someone falling down and then silence. "C'mon, we gotta go, they're coming." I gulped. They're coming? What is this, the Walking Dead?

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We had to switch hiding spots a total of seven times. But Calum got every single person that tried to attack us, which was 16. I got two of those. So proud of myself. Good job Deeliah, good job.

We found a little place behind some bushes that seemed like a pretty good place to stay. It was surrounded by trees, giving it a nice little circle on the inside. There was a big hedge on one side of it, most likely the side that everyone playing will be coming from.

"How you do shoot so good?" I ask Calum as he took off his helmet. His hair was quite sweaty, but he was still the most attractive person I've ever met. I took off mine as well. It was getting hot in there.

"Huh?"

"How do you shoot so good. Like, you practically got everybody. Well, except for one or two."

He got up, leaving his gun and helmet in the grass, which was starting to get yellow. His hands pressed on my shoulders and turned me around so my back was to him. Then, his hands slid down my arm to my hands, where I was currently holding my gun. The gesture was so out of the blue, I almost dropped my gun. Blush. Blush. I swear my cheeks have turned bright red.

His finger was on top my finger which was hovering over the gun button thingy, like where you pressed and the gun would shoot. What was it called again? Calum was basically hugging me from behind, I can't think right now!

His cheek pressed on my ear as he twisted his body so the gun was now pointing at a tree. Our bodies were in a bit of a awkward positions, but, how am I to care?

A bang and there was a bright, neon green splatter on the tree trunk. It looked so out of place, and I liked that. He then twisted the other way and shot a yellow ball at the tree opposite from the one we shot earlier.

"Don't forget to aim, don't just shoot randomly, you'll waste them," Calum whispered in my year, sending goosebumps all over my body. Glad I'm not a boy right now... "But, don't take six hours to aim, okay?"

"Sure."

I held the gun up, but for some reason, it was more saggy than when Calum held it. Oh my god, how weak am I?

"Here," Calum offers, noticing my struggle. His palm pushes up my elbows, making the gun higher. He is standing in front of me now, when did that happen? "Just, like...." Our gaze locks and he leans closer to me.

Now, our lips are only centimeters away from each other. Good-bye personal bubble.

And now, our lips have met. We're kissing. I'm kissing Calum hood. CALUM HOOD. I feel like screaming this out. But, I only do that in my mind. The gun that I hold drops to my side, that can wait. His lips are soft and warm. Our lips are not aligned. His bottom lip is closer to my upper lip than my bottom one. Wait, why am I keeping track of this. You're weird Deeliah.

Calum's hand reaches up to touch my cheeks. He's not wearing gloves, so his hands were a bit cold. It send a rushing feeling through me and I accidentally shoot the gun. It goes through the hedge and hits something. Please be a tree, I don't want this moment to end. But of course, my wishes never come true.

"Ow!" A voice calls out. Either a boy with a high voice or a girl with a low voice. I couldn't tell. "Hey! Someone's behind this shuck thing!" Shuck thing?Are you obsessed with Glader talk or something? I judge the person in my head, not wanting to end my kiss with Calum, but he does it anyways.

"Oh, shit." He mummers. "We.. we gotta--gotta go." It seems like he's a bit overwhelmed too, and I didn't even flip my hair yet.

Notes

SORRY MY BAES I DIDN'T UPDATE BUT STUPID SHUCKING HOMEWORK IN FRENCH IS LIKE PISSING ME OFF AND MY FRIEND, HE LOST LIKE 2 OF MY MECHANICAL PENCILS AND I HAD TO GO THROUGH 5 PENCILS AND I'VE ONLY BEEN IN SCHOOL FOR THREE MONTHS, I MEAN, THAT BITCH. PIECE OF KLUNK.

Yeah.

#TMRFOREVER (dibs on newt (thomas sangster is literal bae))

xxx - hillerie <4