The Face Off

023

Callum

I stood there dumbfounded not realizing what the hell just happened... Star. Me. Camille.

Camille. Camille. Camille

Jesus Christ. I groaned in frustration realizing I just let her walk out alone.
Fuck.

I quickly ran down to see the guys all huddled up eating whatever James and Carter were cooking.

"Yo Callum you alright?" Anderson asked a bit worried.

I looked at him and back to the front door and I rubbed my head. "Um, and Camille she uh um did she leave?"

"Yeah." He answered.

I nodded and quickly ran to try and look for her and I couldn't find her.

I couldn't find her. I can-

"Hey easy breathe Callum."

"This is the present you're with James it's me mate."

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"The hell happened?" I said out of breath. I was currently on the sidewalk with James.

Not have a clue how much time I lost.

"You had a panic attack."

"I did?"

"You did."

"My bad."

James just laughed I looked at him and smacked the back of his head.

"Asshole."

We stood silent again. I uh haven't had one in three years.

"That long?"

I nodded.

"What triggered it?"

"I did something that upset Camille and she was gone and I couldn't see her and the next thing I knew I was a kid and I couldn't find my mom." I sighed remembering as a kid mom would get too high and sometimes try to hurt herself sometimes worse.

"Ah, the fake got too real?" James sang which made me look at him in a frown.

"Who the fuck told you?"

He raised both of his hands in surrender. "I'm dating a man who shares what he even did in the shower."

I smiled and hugged him.

"Ah, my babies are dating."

"Shut the fuck up before I hurt your balls, Beckett."

James grumbled pushing me off him and walking back inside.

I've been rooting for Carter and him since Carter showed the slightest interest in him.