Jealous: A Calum Hood Fanfiction

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(A/N)
THIS PICTURE IS SO GOOD OMF HE LOOKS SO FLUFF
-Lauren

(Blair's POV)

Finally, it was Friday. The weekend was ahead of us, as well as the boys' show tonight. I was excited, considering overhearing the conversation between Cal and the other boys.

During stage rehearsal, I was watching Calum intensely and thoroughly rock out. He was so into the song I thought he would spontaneously combust.

They played only half of the set list, and by that time it was noon. Sweat was pouring off of all of them.

"Cal?" I asked them in between songs, "Do you want me to run out and grab you guys some lunch?"

"No, baby, you don't have to do that." he panted.

"But you guys are in the zone, I don't want to disrupt it for you to take a lunch break." I answered, standing from my seat in the audience.

"Blair, really, you don't have to do that for us. I don't want you spending money while you're away from your job." Calum countered, wiping sweat from his forehead and stepping down from the stage.

"It's really not that big of a deal-"

"Blair, no. You're not going out without me and spending your money on us." His tone changed quickly.

I shrunk back into my seat. Why does he have to become so angry?

The boys just watched this go down, and I got an apologetic look from Luke.

They played the remainder of the set list and then it was time for them to eat.

"I am starving. I could've ate an hour ago." Michael panted to Luke.

"Yeah, me too." he answered. I looked over at them and then at Calum. He had a hardened look to him.

They ended up stopping at a fast food restaurant.

"And what do you want, Blair?"

"I'm not hungry anymore, thanks." I answered. My stomach seemed like it was full. I don't even know why I was mad at Calum, he had done much worse. He had only snapped at me, I should have been over this by now.

"Blair, you have to eat." Calum said.

"I'm not hungry." I repeated.

"Can I also get a small cheeseburger to go then?" He ordered for me, sending me a glare.

The boys were eating contently, making small talk about the up coming show. I wasn't really paying much attention until my name was said.

"What?" I asked, snapping into reality.

"I said, are you going to watch the show, Blair?" Ashton asked.

"Oh, sure. I mean, if that's okay." I answered sarcastically, glancing at Calum. He rolled his eyes and put his arm around me, bending down and kissing my temple.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you, Blair." he whispered in my ear. His breath tickled my neck, and I giggled.

"It's fine. Hey, who is that?" I pointed to a random person across the room. Calum turned, and I stole some of his French Fries.

"Who are you talking abou-hey! Blair, stop it!" He whined, pouting. I smiled triumphantly and popped another fry in my mouth.
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"Blair, after the show we are going to go out for a few beers. Do you want to come with?" Ashton yelled from the other side of the bus.

"Sure, is it some place downtown?" I shouted back.