Chapter 7

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Calum's POV
"Fuck Calum, I Do." Ashton says.

I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT.

HE LIKES ME. WE CAN GO ON THOSE CUTE DATES NOW LIKE BOWLING OR MINI GOLFING.

I'M SO EXCITED.

"But we can't date." WHAT ASHY BBY WHY?

"What? Why?" I ask extremely upset. MY CUTE DATES.

"Uh, it will ruin our friendship." I sigh, I know he's right. I'll just go cry now.

I walk past Ashton, and a stunned Michael, crying out the door.

I take the car down to a little cafe. I park the car, and walk inside and seat myself in a booth.

"Hey y'all, I'm Alex, I'll be your waiter at this shitty cafe may I take your oh my god WHY ARE YOU CRYING?" The waiter sits across from me, holding my hand in support.

"Honey whats wrong?" He asks, and I explain to him about Ashton.

"I really like him, but he's my best friend." A puddle of tears form on my table and Alex wipes it up with a napkin, and hands me a tissue.

"Sweetheart, I know what will get your mind of him for awhile. Have a nice coffee, on the house. Would you like a donut? Have whatever you want, I'll pay." He offers and hands me my favorite coffee and sandwich. He sits down with me drinking coffee as well.

"I didn't even get your name cutie! What is it? I bet it's something exotic because it sounds like you're an Aussie." He giggles and I smile.

"I'm Calum, Calum Hood." He gasps, and looks on his phone.

"Like The Calum Hood. Bassist of 5SOS?" I nod and he fangirls a little.

"I'm a huge fan, but I won't tell what happened." I mumble a Thank you, and he smiles.

"I have to go back to my job, but here's my number. Maybe we can hang?" I nod and he writes a number on a napkin and hands it to me.

"I better get going, Luke probably wants his car back." I wave a bye to him, and he goes back to working his shift at the shitty cafe, and I go back to the house where my only love will never love me back.

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