Jealous: A Calum Hood Fanfiction

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(Blair's POV)

Calum.

I mentally groaned.

"Blair, can I talk to you?" He asked, finding my bunk. He didn't sound too angry. The curtain was ripped open to reveal Calum, looking less angry than when I left him.

"Do I have a choice?" I asked, hoping he couldn't tell I had been crying.

"Nope," he said, "now, why did you get into a fight?"

"When you went to get a drink, a guy came up to me and took me to the dance floor. He was all over me and started to grind and stuff so I slapped him. Then...Luke pulled me away." I turned away from his gaze at the last part.

"Bullshit. Tell me the truth, Blair."

"He punched my stomach." I whispered, lifting up my shirt to show a large purple bruise. It covered about four inches and was still throbbing.

"Aw baby I'm so sorry." Calum said, softly stroking my stomach. I flinched when he touched my belly button. "Did that hurt?" I nodded. He pulled me into a hug, his chin resting on my head. I could feel his abs through his t-shirt.

"Fuck," he cussed, pulling out of our embrace.

"What?"

"I-I swore at you and called you stupid. I didn't mean it babe, I'm so sorry." He turned away from me. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh man she's going to hate me, oh man," he whispered. I stood up and made him turn his body so I was looking up at him.

"I love you." I said, wrapping my hands around his neck. He smiled and picked me up, carrying me bridal style to the kitchen, where he plopped me down on the counter so I was almost as tall as he was. I smirked and pulled him into a kiss. His lips were soft and gentle.

Calum's big hands were roaming from my waist to my shoulders. Suddenly, they grabbed at my stomach, quite forcefully, and I yelled out in pain. He widened his eyes in horror and started apologizing. I clutched my stomach in pain. I forgot how much it had hurt. It felt like someone dropped a large rock on my belly.

He laid me down on the table, bringing me ice and planting kisses on my cheeks. I moaned, partly because of the injury and partly because of Calum.

Soon, the rest of the boys came in. Michael was drunk, and Ashton was practically carrying him. Luke was laughing at their struggle until he spotted me. He rushed over. Ashton and Michael saw, and came over as well.

"Oh my god, are you okay Blair?" Luke asked, worry in his eyes.

"I'm fine. Really, I am. This one over here is really touchy tonight." I nodded towards Calum. He blushed.

"Haha...what a horny bastard!" Michael slurred, laughing. Calum punched him, laughing as well.

(Luke's POV)

When I walked into the bus, Blair was lying on the kitchen table, holding ice on her stomach. Poor baby. I rushed over.

"Oh my god, are you okay Blair?" I asked. She looked like she was in so much pain.

"I'm fine. Really, I am. This one over here is really touchy tonight." she motioned to Calum, who blushed. How could he just treat her like she was some toy? Blair is fragile, you can't just throw her around. I balled my hands into fists.

"Calum, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked.

I lead him into the bunk area.

"What, dude?" He asked.

"What the hell? You yell at her, call her stupid, let her walk home alone while she was injured, and then you make out with her roughly? How could you be so naive?" I said, angrily. His face was red and his eyes were narrowed.

"She's my fucking girlfriend, not yours. I'm sorry that you're so jealous of her but she's mine."

"I wasn't saying that she was mine I was just saying if she were mine I would treat her with more respect." I shrugged, raising an eyebrow at him.

"She's my girlfriend Luke! Not yours! So fuck off!" He yelled, shoving me into a wall. I winced.

Blair rushed in, ice pack no longer in her hand.

"Calum! Stop!"

"Stay out of this, Blair."

"No, Calum. No. I'm not letting you do this. You always get so angry!"

"I said stay out of this, Blair!" He yelled, shoving her. I gasped as she fell to the ground.

(A/N)

Woah there Cal!

Thank you guys so much for reading this! Love you! Xx
-Laur