5SOS Imagines vol. 2

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a/n: thanks to hhaailleeyy for getting me out of my slump! love ya!

YOUR POV

I was in the back lounge on the tour bus. Luke, Michael, and Ashton were in the front lounge doing god knows what, while Calum and I were in here watching the TV. I laid on the couch, drifting off. We were stopped for the night because the driver was tired. I didn't mind. The constant movement gets nauseating after a while.

I was debating if I should change into pajama pants or not. I relapsed today after my mother sent me a text saying how much she regrets having me. And more. I have the cuts on my thighs. Calum didn't know. And I hope he never will. I didn't want him to worry.

I stretched, my legs and arms extending. The blanket laying on me slipped and fell to the floor. I was too tired to fix it, even though it was within reach. I thought Calum had his focus on the TV until he spoke, "(y/n)," he said. His voice suggested confusion, worry, and a hint of anger. My adrenaline kicked in as I realized what could be happening.

"Yeah," I said as I threw the blanket back over my legs.

"What did I just see?"

"Not sure what you're talking about, babe."

"Don't bullshit me, (y/n)." His tone was getting angrier.

"I'm not," I said and stood up, taking the blanket with me.

"Then tell me," he said, "Why are you hiding your legs?"

"My legs are cold, Calum," I lied. I'm fucked.

"No." He said. He ripped the blanket from my hands and tossed it across the room. He stared at the wounds on my body. "(y/n)! What the hell?" He was yelling at me? I heard footsteps enter the room. "Why would you do this to yourself? More importantly, why didn't I know about this? How could you be so stupid?"

Tears were already falling halfway through that speech. Then he said that last sentence. Calum was the last person I thought would want to hurt me. I looked up at him and said, "I hate you." I turned and pushed passed the others and stepped off the bus despite it being dark outside.

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I sat around the back of the bus. The tears had dried up. I had nothing left. I couldn't believe Calum said that.

"(y/n)," I heard his voice. He found me. "Baby, thank god." He knelt down in front of me. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry for lashing out at you like that. I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself for not figuring this out. I'm so sorry, Princess." Tears somehow found their way out. I nodded. "Do you really hate me?" I shook my head. "Good. I love you so so much." He kissed me softly. "Are you okay?"

"No," I whispered, tears still falling.

"Awe, baby. Come here," he said and pulled me into his lap. He cradled me as he spoke. "I'm going to help you. Whatever it is, I'm going to help you. You're going to conquer this, okay?" I nodded my head against his chest. "That's my beautiful girl." He kissed my head, then helped us up. We walked back on the bus, ignoring the other boys. We crawled into the bunk we shared, Calum wrapping his body around mine. "I love you, (y/n). Always remember that."

"I love you too, Calum."

"Get some sleep, baby girl. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." He kissed my head one last time before we both drifted off.