Calum Hood Birthday Novels & Stories

I ask. Calum’s arms drop to my waist and I lower them to cup my butt. He needs not be scared or worried around me. I want this as much as he does. I have hated my birthdays since she left but today should mark a big difference for us. “On how you look at it,” he replies.

Especially knowing that at that time she hadn't brainwashed me yet. Anyways, I need to know when is this. How much time do I still have before my birthday? Turning to meet Kate's pinkish eyes, I voiced my doubt, "Kate, what's today's date?" "Oh… It's July 3rd of the year 279 in the Caspien Calendar¹!" My birthday is on the 3rd of December. That gives me, exactly, 5 months until my 14th anniversary. I can do a lot of things in that amount of time.

They got to Dexter and Clara exchanged greetings with him, he ignored Lucy and she rolled her eyes. Dexter got into another car leaving Clara and Lucy in another one. As they got in and the chauffeur headed out of the airport, Lucy recalled a very important question and she decided to ask Kaylen. “Kaylen.” She called. “Yes, Aunt Lucy?” He replied and looked up at her. “I overheard your mother saying your birthday is in two weeks.” “Yes, in two weeks.” He answered with a smile. “When in two weeks?” She asked. “On Tuesday. The date is the 24th.” He replied and Lucy smiled.

Cindy quickly intervened, placing a gentle hand on Calvin's shoulder. I greeted Carlo and Calen at the back, who were looking at me with disbelief. “They did not believe me when I said you are my friend and you’ll be here.” Cindy laughed, taking a quick photo of her brothers, capturing their expressions of shock and excitement. “Amelia Jessica! Can we have a selfie?” A pretty girl in a Black Widow costume exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. We posed for a few selfies as the host of the program called the birthday celebrant to the front. The music shifted to a cheerful tune and all eyes turned to the stage where a colorful banner reading “Happy Birthday, Calvin!” fluttered in the b

“What’s the date this Sunday, daddy?” I couldn’t catch the gist of her query and replied casually. “It’s the ninth of June, princess.” But Scarlett kept looking at me for a length of time, her hopeful eyes perplexed me. Was I missing something? My confusion was cleared by Helena, she mind-linked me. “Ninth June is the date of birth of our kids, Alpha. It’s their fifth birthday.” Shit! There were only two days left in my kids’ birthday and I forgot about it! Blitzer reprimanded me on the spot.

She picked it up on the third. “Hello?” The line buzzed faintly before a familiar voice burst through, warm and animated. “Val! Oh my God—you picked up!” Her lips parted into a surprised smile. “Callum?” “Who else?” he laughed, full of a light she hadn’t heard in ages. “Don’t tell me you forgot.” Her heart sank a little, guilt rising fast. “...Forgot what?” “My birthday, you monster!” he exclaimed, mock-hurt. “Next Saturday? I swear, if you don’t show up, I’m uninviting you from the next three years.”

It was time to put a perfect end to the relationship. I waited in my room for a long time, and as the sun began to set, Callum still hadn't come to get me. I took out my phone, ready to tell him that we no longer needed to celebrate my birthday and that I wouldn't wait any longer. But then I saw a notification for a news broadcast I followed. [Breaking news: The Kipling family's adoptive daughter, Hannah Kipling, has been accused of inappropriate involvement with her own step-brother, Callum Kipling forcing his wife to divorce him.]

Kuwain asked as they began walking back to her desk! “To what?” Jhonia asked? She seemed surprised as she sat down looking up at Kuwain. "To what and why you wanted the day off!?" Kuwain stated askingly. “Oh! So, my birthday is October the 27th. On my 18th birthday my parents were murdered! I don't celebrate my birthday. I moaned the death of my parents. This Thursday is my father's birthday, sorry. I would like to do it alone, but this could be the beginning of our friendship, you know, between you and I! Since I'm opening up to you, I don't always get that close to share my birthday with anyone.” Jhonia explains why she won't invite him, but she points out the aura of a new friendship!

His voice was low, powerful, and confused. He remembered that Hayden's birthday was on the 13th of April, not today. Avery's blood ran cold at that very instant. She had not wanted to celebrate their birthday because she feared that he would get suspicious. Yet, he had still caught them celebrating in secret. Elliot studied the panicked and anxious expression on Avery's face thoughtfully. "So Hayden's birthday isn't on the 13th of April, but today? And so is Layla's birthday? Do these two kids share the same birthday? Could it be—"

The week had gone by in a blur, and spent most of my time with Callum, getting to know him better. We found that we had a bunch of things in common. We liked the same kind of music, watched a lot of the same shows, and discovered that our birthdays were a week apart. Mine being October 20th, and his, the 27th. Though I was born a year after him. The attention we were getting was now simmering down, and it seemed like people were finally getting used to us being friends; with the exception of Mel, Justin, and the other "populars".