For- Jaziahsales; (Part 2)
-Calum's POV-
194 days, 3 freaking months since Y/n's been around. None of us know where she is, what she's doing or when we'll see her again. The other boys have been freaking out about her, but they all knew if she went officially missing, the police would be onto it and there would be a formal investigation covering all TV screens in hope for help.
I sighed when I realised I was pacing around my room. I was genuinely confused about my feelings about y/n. I found her attractive personality and looks wise, but I also feel the need to hurt her, with reason behind it. But no-one needs to know about that.
Ashton and Luke were down in the basement jamming out and yelling at each other when there was a knock on the door. I groaned when I realised I was the only one who could probably be bothered to jump up and answer the door.
I cleared my throat as I opened it and saw y/n. My breath hitched and I opened the door right open so she could come inside. I shut the door behind her pointed to the basement.
"Ashton and Luke are in the basement, whom I assume you came to see."
She nodded and I heard a sniffle and my heart throbbed when I realised she was soaking wet and crying her eyes out.
I grunted and grabbed her arm and dragged her up the stairs into my room and handed her a pair of black sweats and a red hoodie. She offered with a nod and walked into the bathroom.
I sat on the end of my bed, my fingers massaging my temples, trying to relief my headache slightly.
My bed weighed down and I raised my head to see y/n sitting there.
"Ashton and Luke are-"
"I didn't come to see them Calum."
She cut me off sharply.
"I want to know why you treated me that way without an explanation."
"Where were you." I stupidly blurted out.
"That doesn't matter."
I stood up and scoffed.
"It doesn't matter? Do you know how worried the boys were, what you put them through, Ashton had a panic attack nearly every fucking night worrying about you. You didn't see the boys crying, suffering, I did. So don't you dare tell me it doesn't matter. Where were you?"
"I was at my ex-boyfriends!"
My eyes widened and my heart beat sped up 100 times faster than it was now.
"Yes Calum, I was looking for comfort. After what you did I didn't want to be near you, so I didn't come to see the boys. He fucking punched, kicked and touched me but I don't know why I'm telling you this because you don't care."
I instinctively stepped forward and embraced the sobbing figure in my arms and rested my head on hers.
"I wanted to see if you would stay."
Y/n's head lifted and her eyebrows were raised in confusion.
"I was an asshole to you because I wanted to see if you cared about me enough to stay when I was at my lowest point."
Y/n rested her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes.
"I want you to be mine Calum."
I smiled into y/n's messy hair.
"I would love to be yours y/n. And princess, I do care, I always have."
Some of you requested a part 2 but I'm not really proud of this one...
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5 Seconds Of Summer Prefrences
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