How Wroetoshaw Changed My Life {Sidemen FF}

Chapter Thirty-Three // Favours & Truth or Dare

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{cal's POV}

"Cal, i need a favour." Harry asked smiling at me falsely. I had heard what had previously happened between Lottie and Simon.
How dare Simon have a go at me for doing what I done, then do the same thing. Lots deserves so much better then the both of us.
"Can Lottie stay in your room tonight?" Harry asked, I looked back into my room. There was a double bed.
"I guess." I smiled wanting to help Lottie out seeming as we had sorted things out.
"Okay, I'll get her stuff and help her into here." Harry smiled pulling me in for hug then walking off.
"Cal?" I heard a sweet voice say from behind the door, I got up and opened the door further so she could walk in with some of her things.
"Do you want me to stay down stairs?" I asked heading towards the door expecting her to say yes.
"No, Cal, stay please." She smiled patting the bed telling me to sit down next to her.
"Lots stop crying." I said pulling her into a hug. She cuddled into my side reminding me of the things that happened between her and I ages ago. It brought back so many memories.
"Cal why do I always get hurt?" She cried into my chest. I rubbed her back knowing I was one of the ones who hurt her - when I done it, I instantly regretted it but I couldn't go back.
"Lottie, Simon will realise what a dick he is and realise that he is loosing the best thing he'll ever have." I told her resting my chin on her head. "I soon realised." I mumbled, she pulled her head away and stared in my eyes.
"Callum, did you mean to hurt me?" She raised her eyebrows twisting her lips into the corner of her mouth.
"No." I stated. "I never wanted to loose you, Lots. Believe it or not, you meant the world to me." I told her straight looking in her eyes.
"Do I still mean the world to you, Cal?" She looked into my eyes. I stared at her big blue eyes, and bit my lip.
"Honestly, of course you do." I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see her facial expression. I saw her walk over to the door and lock it.
"Cal, you know I still like you?" She raised an eyebrow sitting down next to me.
"What about Simon?" I asked confused about what she had just old me.
"I've loved you the whole time I've been with him, that's why couldn't talk to you." She said scooting closer to me.
"Really?" I asked - I was either so gullible or really, really, lucky.
"Yep." She admitted. "If I kissed you now would it leave this room?" She asked licking her lips looking me in the eye.
My breathing started to get heavy, I bit my lip looking at her. I touched her thigh, keeping my hand there.
"No." I answered nervously. She sat on my lap, then looked in my eyes. She moved closer so our bodies were touching. We fell back onto the bed laughing.
"Kiss me." She demanded. I pressed my lips to her, her hands started to explore my body. I gave in too her, I don't care - I still love her.
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{Harry's POV}

Aimee and I were laying in bed, I was still pondering on way Simon would do something like that. Cal's room was right next to ours, Lottie was staying in there. A lot of noise was coming from that room. Maybe, they were just play fighting.

"What the fuck are they doing?" Aimee asked me looking confused. She extended her arm out with the camera in her hand taking a picture of the both of us in bed, and posted it on snapchat.
"Probably play fighting." I shrugged, it stopped. There was only a little bit off noise now.
There was a knock on the door.
"Yeah?" I shouted - indicating for them to come in.
"Where's Lottie?" Simon asked coming through the door demanding answers.
"Fuck off." Aimee said shaking her head looking down at her phone.
"Shut the fuck up, I was talking to Harry." Simon turned his nose up at Aimee. I put my arm around her.
"One, don't talk to her like that." I told him, he just nodded slowly. "Two, I'm not saying go to bed." I raised an eyebrow.
"Fuck you, I bet she's with Cal." He went to open Cal's door but luckily it was locked. If he found Lottie in there he would have killed her. Hang on, why did they lock the door?
"What?" I heard Cal moan from behind the door but not opening it.
"Open the door, dick head." Simon banged on the door.
"Bro, I'm trying to sleep." He shouted trying to sound tired I could tell he wasn't. I live with him and he sounds a lot worse then that when tired.
"Open up!" Simon demanded, I heard movement from the next room. Cal opened the door - the bedroom light was off and his hair was all scruffy.
"What do you want?" Cal asked confused. Well, he was acting confused. He knew what Simon wanted but he wasn't gonna give him it.
"If you see lots tell me bro." Simon nodded at him walking off. I nodded at cal which he returned then walked back through into his room.
"Simon can you shut the door please?" Aimee asked, Simon huffed and pulled the door shut.
"What has gotten into him?" I asked Aimee shaking my head, she was scrolling through Twitter.
"I don't know but he seems to like tweeting his problems." Aimee said raising her eyebrows at me.
"What did he put?" I said moving into Aimee's side. She showed me her phone and the tweet read: