Wait.
What.
He just walked right past me.
He didn't even say hello. My best friend who I hadn't seen in almost a year just completely ignored my existence.
"Just ignore him, Netty. He's been like that since about a months ago." Michael says.
"What do you mean?" I ask. Walking with the rest of the group towards the car, bodyguards protecting us from the swarming paparazzi.
"Calum has been really mopey. He talks to us and all, but most of the time he's on his phone texting you.. I think he's just tired," Ash says, putting on his sunglasses.
"That's funny, because he hasn't texted me at all for a month," I reply somewhat pissed off.
"Maybe he has meant to talk to you, Netty, but always gets interrupted?" Hannah tries to come up with a logical reason as to why he hasn't contacted me.
"It's not very possible if you think about it-" Luke starts but gets interrupted by Hannah smacking him on the back of his head.
"Luke shut up!" Michael scolds.
"Sorry," Luke laughs.
"But anyways where do you all want to eat?" I say, wanting to change the subject already.
Ash reaches to open the trunk of the car and puts everyones luggage in. "Oh my God, Netty I swear if you don't take us to Nando's right now I will hurt you," Michael shouts.
"Michael Gordon Clifford you are shouting," Hannah says, opening the back door to get in next to Calum.
"I'm very passionate about Mexican food, okay?" He says, with fake hurt in his voice.
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As I finished eating, I noticed Calum hadn't even touched his food. He just looked out the window and never spoke. "I'll go pay," Hannah smiles and gets up to go to the cash register.
"Are you sure Hannah? I can pay honestly," Ashton starts.
"Are you implying that you're too big shot for us?" Hannah sasses.
"NO!" He defends wide eyed, "I was just trying to- offering-"
"Shove a sock in it Ash. You're such a dork," Michael laughs. "Sorry he's so jittery, he gets like this around people he finds attractive."
Ash blushes.
Suddenly Calum stands up, puts a tip on the table and storms out. Ashton and Hannah both look at me, expecting me to go after him.
Screw morals.
I get up and walk out of the restaurant to chase after him. "Hey!" I say, catching up to Calum who is walking really fast. He still doesn't answer, starting to piss me off. "Calum listen to me please!" I yell while grabbing his shoulder and pushing him around to face me.
As he turns, he refuses to look at me. Staring either at the ground or to the side. "What?" He says, sounding just as mad as I am.
"Why are you ignoring me?!" I say.
"I'm not." He simply says, not an inch of care in his voice.
"Yes you are! You're ignoring me. You haven't said or talked to me in several months. You haven't texted me back in a month and honestly you're being a jerk!" I say getting really mad.
"I haven't noticed," He says.
I cannot believe my ears.
I cannot believe he said that.
"You haven't noticed that you haven't talked to your best friend?!" I said getting mad. "You haven't noticed that you've been going out of your way to ignore me for the past 3 hours?! You haven't noticed that it is killing me?! Calum what has changed you to be like th-"
I'm cut off by Calum cupping my face in his hands. I suddenly feel the sparked feeling of his lips connecting to mine. But before I can react (or comprehend for that matter) to whats currently happening we separate. His brown eyes looked in to my hazel eyes.
Then to my very amazing luck, Michael, Ashton, Luke, and Hannah exit the restaurant and walk towards us, before I can say anything to Cal.
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Spaces // C.H.
Fanfiction"You told me you'd never leave but you did." "I told you I'd never leave and I promise I haven't."
