Calum:
you call me up, it's like a broken record
saying that your heart hurts,
that you'll never get over her getting over you
"Calum I promise you you'll be okay."
"I'm not, y/n, I'm not, she just fucked him like we never happened."
"Look, Calum, doesn't this just show you that she's not the right one for you?"
"I don't know, I'm so confused."
"I know you Calum, you'll be fine."
and when the phone call finally ends,
you say, "Thanks for being a friend,"
and we're going in circles again and again
"I guess... Look the plane's about to leave so I'll call you later okay? Love you! You're an amazing friend."
"Love you–" your response is cut off my the phone ringing in your ear.
i bite my tongue but I wanna scream out
you could be with me now
You sit there waiting for the boys to come back to their house. You had been house sitting while they were gone. Suddenly, the door bursts open and you see four very tired guys walk through the door and throw their stuff all over the front hall.
"Y/N" you hear one of them lazily scream. You stand up and join them in a giant group hug.
"I'm exhausted." Michael sighs.
"Then go to sleep." you retort, laughing. He lightly laughs and heads up the stairs, followed by Luke and Ashton.
"I can sleep on the couch tonight, you need sleep." you smile. You usually slept on Calum's bed when you slept over and he would take the couch, but you knew it was better for him to sleep in his own bed.
"No it's fine, sleep in my room, I like the couch." he smiles.
"Are you sure?"
"yes, y/n go upstairs." he laughs. You roll your eyes but go up the stairs anyway. You get into his room and climb under the covers. You hear the door open and you look over and see Calum standing there, taking off his shirt.
"Hey." he smiles casually. You inhale and try not to look. You sit up and look at his feet so you don't get distracted by other things.
"Why are you looking at my feet?" he asks.
"What? Oh I was zoning out." you smile. He laughs and throws his shirt into the corner of the room and takes off his pants and does the same with them. He sighs loudly and you look at the hurt in his eyes.
"Do you want to sleep up here?" you ask, calmingly.
"If it's not a problem." he shrugs.
You pull the blanket down to show that it's okay. He runs his hand through his hair and climbs into bed with you. You turn off the light and you hear light snoring and you smile. Then you feel an arm snake around your waist and pull you closer. You're startled but then realize that he's sleeping so you assume he's absentmindedly doing it. You turn to face him and begin checking out each feature on his face. You smile at the way his nose flares a little when he's breathing heavily and the way his lips are slightly parted as he calms into his slumber.
"I love you" you whisper, wanting to finally tell him, assuming he wouldn't hear it. You sit there in silence, taking in his face a little longer before closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest.
"I love you too." he mumbles in his sleep.
You sigh and attempt to sleep. You know he's just sleeptalking but you can't help but feel your heart flutter.
