CALUM POV
I started to kiss down her neck, not minding that we were both drunk beyond belief and also not minding that neither of us would remember this. She tried to unbutton my jeans, fumbling with it and giving up after a few minutes, drunkenly smiling at me. I kissed her again, pulling off her shirt, her pulling off mine, and shrugged myself out of my jeans.
I woke up in the morning, tangled in sheets I didn't recognize. My clothes were scattered about the bedroom and I had a killer headache. I collected them and threw them on, and found my way into the kitchen. Lucy stood at the counter, staring out the window at the sun rising up through the trees
"Morning," I said, standing next to her. She handed me a cup of coffee and two ibuprofen.
"I didn't know how you liked it, so I left it black,"
"Black's fine." The coffee woke me up a little more than I was at the moment, and I began to wonder something.
"Can I ask you a question?" I really had no explanation for what I was going to ask her, I was genuinely curious.
"Shoot, " She took a sip of her coffee, and turned around, her back leaning against the counter. I was still facing the window, the sky an orangeish blue, rising above the trees the clouds giving off a more pink hue.
"I've noticed that you only hook up with people when you're drunk. Why is that?"
"You're gonna say something really snarky and I'm going to get really upset when you do."
"Just tell me come on. It can't be that bad. I won't say anything mean, I promise." She poured the rest of the coffee down the drain, placing her cup in right after. She sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, I could see a whole world of sadness deep within her blue irises.
"I-I," She sighed again, tears brimmed her eyes. "I was raped, whe-when I was eleven." I couldn't believe her. What a liar, and whore. Losing her virginity at eleven, disgusting.
"That's such a lame excuse for being a slut."
"And of course the snarky comment." She threw her arms up in the air and stomped out of the kitchen. Drama queen.
LUCY POV
I couldn't fucking believe him. Thinking I just said that, just because.
"Calum, you hold the fuck up okay? I am not a slut, I've hooked up with three people, including you. I don't fucking understand why I can't get that through to your puny brain." Tears started to fall, but I quickly wiped them away. I was not about to have a breakdown in front of him. I wasn't weak, and he would surely think that if I did.
"All you are is a slut. Just like I've said time and time before. But before, they didn't know it was true, it was all jokes. " I followed him into the living room.
"But-" He interrupted me.
"You're a whore, that's that."
Calum left, slamming the front door behind him, making me jump at the sound. I slid back against the wall. Tears rushing down my cheeks, my face getting hotter with each one. And it happened again.
The shortness of breath, the recollection, only this time, Michael ended up there too.
"I'll struggle through to the end with you, I promise."
I called Maddy and asked for whatever hotel they were at and headed out that way.
I knocked on the door, and Maddy opened it. My nose was still stuffy, and my eyes were red and puffy and I was pretty sure I looked like trash, dressed in a really oversized cardigan, loose tank top and sweatpants. Not to mention my hair was a mess.
"What happened?"
"Calum asked about it." I mumbled and she pulled me in for a hug.
I could no longer control my emotions, I was a blubbering mess in the middle of some hotel room, and the door opened again. I looked up around the room, and found Michael, Ashton and Luke all sitting around doing different things. I turned to see who opened the door. And none other than,
You guessed it.
Calum fucking Hood.
"Wow, you beat me here. How convenient. I was going to tell everyone the story about this morning." He smirked and I flipped him off.
"Anyways, little Lucy here, told me that the only reason she has sex while she's drunk,"
"Calum Hood I swear to fucking God if your finish that sentence,"
"Is because she was 'raped.'" He laughed. And I heard a snort from across the room. And that was it. I lost it. I cried, in front of everyone in that room, and words were exchanged between Maddy and Michael and Calum.
"I can't help that she's an unstable mess. I honestly think she gave herself willingly." He laughed.
" I'm leaving," I mumbled to Maddy.
"Aw, poor baby can't stay and listen?"
"Honestly, I'd rather be fucking dead, than sit here and listen to you ramble about things that aren't even true. So fuck you." I slapped him, and the slammed the door behind me.
I stood in the middle of my bedroom, every article of clothing in separate piles on my bed, all other articles sat in a tote by my door.
"Hey, Lucy?" I heard from somewhere at the front of the apartment.
"In here," I called back, pulling out suitcases from under my bed.
"You're leaving?" Michael asked, looking torn.
"I really have no desire to be in the same country as you guys, I'm sorry."
"I punched Calum."
"Good, he deserved it."
"I knocked him out, too."
"Well, damn, never realised you were so strong."
"Lucy, you don't understand. He's one of my best friends, and I could have seriously hurt him. And yeah, he deserved it, but he also deserves to be forgiven."
"I do not care. I am leaving, I won't forgive until he gives me a proper apology. And not just some 'Lucy, I'm sorry'. I want it to be genuine." I zipped everything shut.
"Will you at least help me take these out, it's the least you could do."
In about five minutes, my room was cleaned out, and anything else I left behind was packed up in a bag in the backseat of my car. I gave Mikey a hug, a long one, since I was sure I wasn't going to be seeing him for a while.
"I'm gonna miss you, Lu."
"I'm gonna miss you too."
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Fanfiction"All you are is a slut. Just like I've said time and time before. But before, they didn't know it was true, it was all jokes. " "But-" He interrupted me. "You're a whore, that's that."
