Calum's POV
I missed Macie. The boys noticed, the fans noticed. Everyone. I knew I probably made the biggest mistake of my life leaving her, but I had to. I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts at Ashton's high-pitched giggles.
"What's so funny?" I pushed. Ashton really annoyed me sometimes, not only did he annoy me, but I was always in the bitchiest mood ever since I left.
"Geez man, calm down. What your problem been lately." He retorted and walked off. I just sat with my head in my hands.
-FLASHBACK-
"Calum, I can't do this anymore." Macie cried into my shoulder as I held her in my arms in the midnight rain of Australia. I remember it was exactly below freezing, because earlier that day Macie and I had looked at the weather forecast to figure out what we were going to do for the day, and then we laughed because the temperature was completely the opposite of what we had expected. So there we were, her green eyes sparkling in the moonlight as glossy tears trickled down her cheeks. Her auburn hair was soaking wet and fell down her back, also covering her chest in waves. I hated seeing her cry, it was the saddest thing I could ever imagine. There was black under her eyes and mascara ran down her cheeks so I ran my thumbs under Her eyelashes to clean them up a bit.
Her jackass boyfriend had broken up with her just minutes before, over the fucking phone. God, she didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve her, he was a damn loser and I just sat waiting for her to realize, it only took until the words fled through her ear from the phone when it finally clicked for her.
I was in love with Macie.
"Macie, I love you."
"Thank you so much Calum, I love you too." She sobbed.
Dammit, why couldn't she get what I meant.
"No, Macie. I am IN love with you."
"Wha-" Her beautiful face flustered with confusion as her eyebrows furrowed.
"You know, like in the movies when the guy tells the girl he would lasso the moon for her and she looks at him like she wants to cry from happy tears and the couples that share ice cream and walk together hand in hand making everybody jealous but they are completely clueless because they're too in love to notice anything around them but each other. Oh my gosh in sorry I'm rambling god dammit I'm so dumb."
I sounded like a stupid idiot. An obsessed one, at least I thought. Then Macie started crying even more. I screwed it up even more and I instantly hated myself for that.
"God Mace I'm so sorry it's just I am so in love with you and I just want to kiss you right now-"
"Like this." She whispered.
And then her soft lips connected with mine as my eyelashes dropped off little water droplets from the rain we were currently standing in out in the pitch dark. Just the two of us.
I held her tighter than I had ever before. There was instant butterflies in my stomach as we both just stood there with our lips pressing against each other, completely still, enjoying the embrace.
"Calum?" She said to me as she penetrated my heart with her emerald eyes.
"Macie?"
"I am in love with you too."
-END OF FLASHBACK-
I hadn't even noticed I was crying until Luke had sat next to me in the hotel room.
"Cal, please don't cry. I know I should be telling you to move on right now, but I can't. Obviously, you can't either. You can't move on. Look at you bro, your hung up on her and you need to talk to her, okay?"
"LUKE I can't. Okay? I ruined everything, I just love her so much and I screwed everything up. I shouldn't have left I- GOD I FUCKING HATE THIS!" I ripped at my hair. It was so embarrassing crying in front of my mates but it hurt.
"She doesn't hate you Calum. She loves you. I can look at you two with each other and see it."
"We're not with each other." I sighed.
"You're still in her heart even when you're gone." Then he got up and left the room, and I was by myself again.
I just couldn't stop thinking about her.
Macie's POV
Calum Thomas Hood was all I could ever think about. It was horrible too because I didn't want it to be like that. I tried to move on. I was talking to multiple boys, but it didn't help. They didn't compare to Calum. His fluffy soft chocolate hair, or his puppy dog eyes, those soft plump lips that every time I thought of made the image of us kissing in the rain pop into my head. I would be lying if I said I didn't hook up with someone after he had left. Us splitting up when he had to go on tour for a whole year seemed like the best decision at the time, but as soon as he turned his back to go on the plane, I knew I had made a mistake. It has been two months since Calum left. We hadn't texted or called each other. I lost all contact with the entire band. But when I was hooking up with guys to try and forget about Calum, all I could think about was him. He was the best at everything we did. I never stopped loving him, and I knew I never would.
But why hadn't he called? Was I not good enough? Did he move on? Of course he did, how dumb was I. There were so many girls out there, of course he moved on. But God how I missed him. I knew I wouldn't be able to talk to him ever again.
Without Calum, I was nothing, I'd never be able to get him back. I had starved myself. I had countless cuts all over my thighs and arms and anywhere else. Most of the time I'd stay in my room and cry, another reason why I was so weak all of the time. My energy was gone, and my parents were never home to see me. I dropped out of school. I couldn't do it anymore, Calum was what apparently kept me alive, and since he was gone, look where that left me.