Wildflower

Eight

Curls🎸

Okay... maybe I'm
overthinking here,
but we drunk fucked
over a week ago and
you haven't spoken to
me once since.
Granted I haven't
reached out either. But
I'm getting all up in
my head about it.

You think you've got
it bad? I got fucked
better than anyone has
ever fucked me before and
I never even got to thank
you for it. I'm on set in
Georgia so I've been MIA everywhere. You're dick
didn't scare me off.

Better than you've
ever been fucked?
I'll take that
complement
Wildflower.

I'm sure you will.

If you want it again
just ask. When are
you back in LA?

Late Wednesday night.

I'll call you then.

"Zeppelynn!" She clicks off her phone, a giddy grin plastered across her face as Timmy's voice rings through the trailer.

"There you are." He falls against the couch beside her.

"They ready for us yet?"

"Na. Someone on set was being a diva so they're still shooting. What's with your face Z?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"You're smiling. You never smile." Timmy shrugs.

"I smile."

"Not like that. You look all happy and giddy. Like a schoolgirl or something."

"Ewe do not compare me to a giddy schoolgirl." She fake barfs.

"What's their name." He laughs, "who's got you twitterpated Z."

"No one." She moves away from his finger jabbing into her side, "get away from me."

"Guy or girl?"

"Last time I got it on I was with one of each." She smirks.

"So then the question is which position were you in." He smirk over at her.

"That is not your information to know." She grumbles.

"Okay, well believe it or not Z, we have fucked once, and you make it pretty damn obvious which position you prefer. So what's his name?"

"Hey! We are not supposed to talk about that." She groans, "it never happened remember." She adds, the flashback of a drunken night in Italy a few years back while they'd been filming filling her mind for a moment.

"We were really drunk and really lonely. It happened Z, and we both agreed it wouldn't happen again. But it does mean I know you even more in detail. So spill."

"I don't think I will. It was a drunk night at a party. Sound familiar?"

"Sure in word but not in facial expression." He rolls his eyes as she pushes off the couch.

"Stop asking Timothy." She sounds slightly exasperated.

"Answer my question Zeppelynn."

"Fuck off." She yells as she reaches the door, "with love!" She adds before exiting the trailer for the warm sticky air of Georgia.

***

"Okay Cal, now that we are back in our own studio and not with Drew and Alex finally." Ashton falls against his best friends arm, "spill the beans on you and the Lie To Me girl."

"Not much to say." Calum shrugs, "ran into her when I went with Mitchy to get his latest tattoo. She's pretty much the coolest person I've ever met."

"Wow, thanks for that insinuation about all of us being her inferiors." Michael laughs.

"She grew up in a biker gang in Vegas, traveling with her dad on weekends so he could guest artist at tattoo shops countrywide. She moved to LA at eighteen and lives with her three best friends in an apartment over their tattoo shop and is a stunt double in high demand across the industry. Plus, have you seen her tattoos?" He laughs, biting at his lip as he thinks of the art decorating her porcelain skin.

"Don't give yourself another tent Cal." Ashton chuckles, "she does sound cool though. Don't fuck it up."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence there Ash." Calum rolls his eyes, but he knows Ashton has some seriously good reasons to warn him. Calum hasn't ever had a good record with relationships which is why he has tried to avoid them for so long, but despite how much he insisted he had no intentions with Zeppelynn he can't help but want something there.

"Earth to the daydreamer." Luke chuckles, throwing a crumpled paper at Calum's head.

"I'm just saying be careful. You tend to fall too far too fast and it hasn't paid you well in the past." Ashton pats his arm softly.

"I know. But honestly, from what I've got to know of Zeppelynn, she is more laid back, like we can probably mess around awhile before she starts to worry about feelings getting involved. And she's open about it. She's not going to lead me on accidentally."

"If she's giving you intimate attention she is going to lead you on Cal. Your heart is as obviously on your sleeve as the tattoos on her arm. I like her. She meshed well with everyone at the party, but I don't want to see you get hurt by the pretty girl with intricate tattoos and a badass vibe." Ashton sighs.

"I hear you, but I'm also not going to stop trying to see her. She fascinates me, she's intriguing, and hot."

"Gotta add that in there." Michael snorts.

"It's a fact and I'm pretty sure she knows it as surely as I do."

"Well if you're going to keep her around, we want to get to know her too, even if it's just as friends." Luke adds.

"I think you guys would like her. Not sure what vibe she'll give off to the fans though. She's not exactly the cookie cutter good girl look and as much as I like that, I'm not sure the fans won't judge her for her tattoos and piercings."

"The fans judge everyone around us for anything and everything. And you're doing it already." Ashton sighs, "worrying about the fans opinion when you're also pretending you're not getting attached. Worrying about them is a huge sign that you are thinking about her being around a long while."

Calum rolls his lips into his mouth, he hates that he is falling for the girl with colorful tattoos and pouty lips, but something about her captivated him instantly... and he can't look his best friend in the eye and say anything to the contrary.

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~M =)