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How Much Sad Did You Think I Had

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How Much Sad Did You Think I Had

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November 2020


I was at our apartment snuggled on the couch with green tea reading all the Twilight series over again. There was truly nothing to do since their had been no upcoming projects to work on and no interviews that Teresa was bugging me about doing, it was boring.

Callum was all the way in London working on the third Fantastic Beasts movie. We barely talked for the past two weeks, and I get he was busy but I missed him. I missed him so much sometimes when I sent him a goodnight text I would just cry, and it didn't help when he would see any of my text messages and leave me on read, or if I called him he would say something like "Hey can I call you tomorrow?" or "Hey im kind of busy right now." I just wanted him to talk to me.

Being an overthinker didn't help at all and I just kept thinking of what the posibilities of what i could have done wrong, but nothing came to mind. Maybe I was clingy? But that didn't work because I haven't called him more than once a week or even seen him face to face in a month.

Maybe he was just super busy. But I couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to text him, of wanting to reach out to him but knowing I shouldn't say a thing.

Almost perfect timing my current furry little best friend hoped onto the cusion next to me.

"There you are Muffin!" I said as I scooped the tuxedo cat into my arms, she just decided to curl up into a ball in my lap to sleep. Callum and I got her from a shelter all the way in Florida seeming as though she was stuck in the middle of no where because of the hurricanes. Thankfully she was brought into safety and we got to be the ones to adopt her.

Petting the top of Muffins head I heard my phone ding. It was from Callum.


Cal





Hey, i'm going to be back in the states in two days. One of our crew members got covid so they told me to go home cause I wasn't exposed to him but we wouldn't be filming for the next two weeks. I'll text you when I land...





Yay! Not yay for him but yay for me. I can't wait to see you, I'll make your favorite! Love you





Read. That's what I was left on. Something was most definetely up.


Two Days Later...


I was on my way to LAX trying to think of what I would say to him when I saw him. Usually I would be excited and giddy to see him but I couldn't help the pit feeling in my stomach, my gut was telling me his visit might be the last.

𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘢, callum turnerWhere stories live. Discover now