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Long Flight - Part 3 (Calum Hood)

Story line: After all that happened, you realize you were wrong and you just want to apologize to Calum but he doesn't want to see you.

Accepting that you were wrong was difficult but it was more difficult trying to solve the mess that I made when I was leaving town. When I told my Y/F/N what happened, she didn't say anything to me. She knew I was having a hard time and that I knew I made a mistake but I wanted her to yell at me, to tell me that I was stupid and that I ruined a perfect night with Calum.

"I really want to see him", I said one of the nights we stayed home watching movies. She looked at me, raising her eyebrows. I understood her disbelief, a week ago I didn't even want to meet him. "I screwed up big time and I just want to apologize. I can't go home without making peace with him".

"You have to think that maybe he doesn't want to see you", she said with the nicest tone she found. "You texted him and tried to call him and he just ignored you". I had to say that was a stab to my ego. Being ignored by any guy was embarrassing but being ignored by Calum Hood was worse. But I asked for it so I couldn't complain. Either way, I couldn't do anything. Calum had decided to forget the frightened girl he had met on the plane and I had to accept it. It was time for me to go home and forget this little mishap.

I tried to enjoy my last days in Los Angeles and when the time arrived, I packed my things and my friend accompanied me to the airport. I was nervous about getting on that plane, I was still afraid of flying. "Call me, okay?", Y/F/N said.

"I'll miss you so much", I mumbled, trying not to cry.

"We would see each other very soon", she said. I frowned. "I have a feeling", she added.

"You're crazy", I laughed. We hugged each other and I prepared myself to pass security. I spent the next two hours sat on a chair, trying to find ways to relax myself. I knew that flight would be unbearable. The chances of finding someone like Calum were limited and the thought of being locked in there was giving me anxiety. If Y/F/N had a feeling that we were going to see each other very soon it wasn't because I was flying to Los Angeles again. I was sure about that part.

Finally we boarded and when I sat down, I tried not to pay attention to the fact that I was on the side of the window. I closed it and laid my head on the wall as I closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep before we took off. "Excuse me, miss. Do you mind if I sit there?", someone asked me. I opened my eyes and I almost choked when I saw Calum standing there. What was he doing there? Or most important, why was he there? Calum wasn't smiling but he wasn't serious either.

"Yeah, of course", I finally said. I didn't know if I had the right to ask him anything because, what were Calum and I? Nothing, two people who had met on a plane.

"I don't bite, you know?", he said with half-smile in his lips. "Ask whatever you want to ask", he said.

I opened my mouth but I closed it immediately. There was so much I wanted to say. I wanted to apologize for how stupid I had been, I wanted to tell him he was right, that I was concerned because he was famous but I had realized he was a boy like any other. But I didn't say any of that. "What are you doing here?".

"The other night, at the restaurant, I told you something", he said more serious. "I wished you a nice flight home". I frowned, really confused. I wasn't sure where that conversation was going. "I knew you wouldn't have a nice flight home if you were going alone. So, here I am".

"Oh, come on!", I exclaimed in disbelief and Calum chuckled. "I can't be real. You can't be serious".

"Why are you trying to sabotage it?", he asked between laughs and I felt like he was also saying it for what happened the other night. "I'm not here because I said that, I'm here because your friend is a pain in the ass and she made me promise her I was going to talk to you".

"What?!", I yelled that time. "How...? Why...? Wow", I finally said. unable to form a sentence. I didn't know whether to be angry at her or thank her. "Okay, I'm really sorry about my friend, she's nuts but seriously, Calum. You're on a plane, if you're doing this because she said that you needed to talk to me, I–".

"Relax, I'm here because I want to be here", he interrupted me. "And I think you owe me an apologize".

Hearing that from him, embarrassed me. I had repeated it a thousands of times in the texts I sent him that I wanted to apologize. But when he said it out loud... I felt small, stupid and really, really embarrassed. "You were right", I finally said. "I was afraid of going out with you because you are famous. I screwed up. A lot. And I'm really sorry". I felt better after saying that but the lump I had on the chest didn't disappear.

"I'm sorry too", he said. I looked at him, surprised. Why was he apologizing? Calum didn't do anything wrong. "For being a dick", he added, sighing. "I guess I could have tried to make you understand that I'm not a monster in a nicer way".

A smile formed in my lips and I understood that it was our chance to start over. I turned my body toward him and I said: "I'm Y/N and I'm your worst nightmare in this plane". Calum laughed outloud and shook my hand.