Jealous: A Calum Hood Fanfiction

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(Blair's POV)

Right after the show, the boys were talking about how it was a long night and that they should go to a club. I was hesitant, considering the last party I attended got me a bruise and an angry boyfriend, but Luke insisted.

"Can I at least change first?" I asked, looking up at Calum. He smiled down at me, still sweating.

"Sure baby. Change right here for all I care." he winked and we walked to the tour bus.

"You're in a really good mood, Cal. What's going on?" He just shrugged and squeezed my hand. I kissed his cheek and stepped onto the bus.

I changed into black ripped skinny jeans and one of my favorite band t-shirts. Not even bothering with more makeup than I already had on, Calum and I exited the bus, ready for the club.
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The boys picked out a table and we set all of our stuff down. They ordered a round of drinks, but I decided to pass on the alcohol. Everyone was sitting around the table, me next to Calum and Ashton. Luke was right across from me and Michael right next to him.

"So Blair, are you liking the tour?" Ashton asked, swigging some beer.

"Yeah, you guys are monsters out there!" I laughed. Especially Calum, whose fingers could haphazardly strum his bass and create a tune to drive girls nuts. I, being one of those girls, get quite a lot of enjoyment out of it.

"I think she likes the part where I take my shirt off the best." Ashton says proudly.

"Yeah, right," I laughed, shoving him, "you realize my boyfriend is literally right here, right?" I turned to look at Calum, who was staring past Luke's shoulder. I followed his gaze to see some girl wearing an extremely low cut dress and about 6 inch heels.

My heart dropped. He was staring at this other girl when I was right here! I turned away from him and looked down at the table, sad. Luke noticed and followed Calum's gaze too. His face hardened and turned his attention back to Calum.

"Dude! What's the matter with you?" Luke waved a hand in front of his face, and Calum blinked, coming back to reality. He swallowed the rest of his third beer and stood up.

"I'll be right back." he said, and walked straight over to the girl. I bit my lip, holding back tears and tried to pretend it wasn't bothering me. I focused back on what Michael was saying.

"...And she was, like, in the third row! How did you not see her?" He was asking Ashton, who shrugged. I looked back at Calum, who had suddenly migrated so close to her body and he was clutching her hands in his.

My heart sunk to the pit of my stomach. I moved a seat over so I was sitting next to Luke and squeezed his hand. Tears were brimming in my eyes and he looked over at Calum. He bit his lip and looked back at me. I leaned into his shoulder and sniffled. He rubbed my back in circles, whispering, "It's okay Blair, even I wouldn't do this to you. He's just drunk or something." I pulled away from his shoulder and stared at his face. He was so hot, and I had never admitted it to anyone before, not even myself.

I smiled weakly, wiping the tears from my eyes. Michael and Ashton were staring at us, so I nodded over to where Calum was, the girl hanging all over him.

And at that moment, they kissed. Calum and that girl, kissed. I took in a sharp breath and stood up, realizing I was still holding Luke's hand. He looked at me and I stormed out of there, clutching Luke's hand. We took a cab back to the bus and I sat next to him on the couch, his arms draped around me as I cried. My legs were displayed across his.

"Why me? What did I do?" I sobbed. Luke was rubbing my back again, so that calmed me down.

"It's not you, Blair. You're amazing and beautiful and he's stupid to do this to you. I would never let you go." he looked into my eyes, searching them.

I held his gaze. Maybe dating Luke wasn't such a bad idea. He wouldn't cheat, get drunk, or hit me. He would love me and never kiss some other girl.

I leaned in and kissed him. Kissing Luke was so much different from Calum. Luke was soft and gentle, caressing my face and running his hand through my hair. Calum was rough and would always somehow manage to leave bruises on my skin from him grabbing me.

I was still kissing him when I heard the bus door open. We immediately pulled apart, to realize it was drunk Calum. I froze, grabbing Luke's arm.

Damn, that boy was muscular!

Anyway, Calum stumbled over to us, hair in a mess and slurring, "Get away from my girlfriend!"

Luke stood up, standing taller than Calum, "You treat her like shit, Cal. It's not okay."

"Shut up, Luke. You don't know how much of a slut she really is. She's stupid and has to wear makeup or she's ugly!" He spit, looking at me now, pushing past Luke. I trembled.

"Calum, stop." I whispered. I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Shut up you bitch!" He slapped me. I grabbed my cheek in pain, crying out. Luke spun him around and shoved him out of the bus, locking the door.

"Blair! Blair, are you okay?" He ran over to me. He held my chin and looked at my cheek. It had started to turn a blood red. It would bruise by morning.

"Aw, poor baby." Luke whispered, looking back at me.

Tears sprung from my eyes.

"He really doesn't love me anymore, does he?" I said. Luke stayed silent, but that was enough for me to understand.

"But I love you." Luke said.

I looked up at him, pulling him into a kiss.

Shit, Calum was just drunk. Maybe he still did love me. Maybe that girl was his cousin...that he kissed? I don't know, but what I was doing was wrong.

I pulled away from the kiss, "I can't do this to Calum, Luke. I can't." I stood up and walked to my bunk and laid down.

I heard footsteps that arrived at my bed.

"Can we at least cuddle?" He asked. I sniffled, nodding and felt a long, warm body curl up against mine. He put his arms around my waist.

"Comfortable, princess?" He whispered.

"Yeah, Luke. I am now."