Cal-Pal: It was 2 in the morning, and I was so tired from the day before because my boss was being a total ass yesterday; making me do everything you can think of, and here I am half-asleep because my boyfriend; of 3 years won't stop playing his bass in our living room. Yeah, I know he's in "a band that was so huge in the nation, but people never heard of" and he's living his dream to the limit, but I told him already that I needed some sleep. I have a life that consist of working everyday, to the potential; or until my feet fall off, and also a boyfriend who's gone a lot because he's either going to sound check or out with his band mates. Lately, Calum has been acting distant around me and starting going out more than staying home with me.
Now, since he's playing his bass it's so loud; my head is pounding from it. You know what I think I've had enough of him doing this. Should I pack my things and leave? Or should I not? I decided to call my best friend, Michael for advice "Hey, sorry for waking you but remember when I talked to about the whole 'Calum thing',"
"Yeah, no it's okay, what did he do this time?"
"Well, he's playing his bass, and as you can see it's like 2:20 in the FUCKING morning don't get me wrong I respect the fact that this is his life and he wants to do this for a living, but I have a life, too and I guess he doesn't see that...I don't know..whether or not...he even cares anymore, like I already told you before; he's been distant and I-I don't k-know what to do anymore." I started to sob at this point.
"Hey Hey Hey, calm down it's gonna be okay, you can come over right now if you want, and yeah I've been noticing it, too. But you know what don't even think about that, just try to come over if you can or even if you want to, Okay? Hopefully I'll see you soon. Bye y/n."
"Thank you, Michael. I'll be on my way. Bye." and after that I hung up.
I pulled the blanket off of me, got out of bed and put on my maroon shorts, New York crop top with my jean jacket over it, and then slid on my high-top white converse. I put my hair up into a messy bun, and then I started to pack my bag I was taking over at Michael's. See, Michael has been my best friend since I could remember. He was the one who actually set me and Calum up together, because he thought we could have something from the way we looked and acted around each other. But not even once have me and Michael actually developed feelings for each other; and I was happy about that, Yeah I know what your thinking "WHY THE FUCK WOULDN'T WANT A MICHAEL CLIFFORD IN YOUR LIFE" well..fellow conscious, we both agreed that we only wanted to stay friends because that's all that we really were.
Anyways I guess it's time to go...ugh...I grabbed my phone; put my charger in my bag, and then I grabbed my keys. Whoo...my hearts racing, to be honest I'm on the verge of tears; but I'm holding them back; which is a good thing. I started walking down the hall, looking at the picture frames of us on the wall, of the great moments we had. Before I reached the living room I saw Calum's back facing away from me while he played his bass, I checked my phone; it's 2:50am. I continued walking until I heard Calum's voice behind me,
"Babe? Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry Calum but i can't take this anymore..." DAMNIT HERE GOES THE TEARS
"What do you mean? Please don't leave me..y/n?" I heard his voice cracking.
"Listen, Calum you have been distant from me lately, and it's like I don't get to spend time with you..anymore."
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING, EVERY TIME I TRY TO BE FUCKING NICE TO YOU, YOUR ALWAYS BEING A BITCH, PLUS I HAVE A LIFE AND FANS TO KEEP UP WITH 24/7, Y/N YOU KNOW MUSIC IS MY DREAM!!" He turned me around forcefully looking dead in my eyes, with his famous 'death stare'. I can't believe him right now...did he just call me a bitch?
"EXCUSE ME, YOU ACT LIKE I DON'T HAVE A LIFE EITHER, I FUCKING WORK MY ASS OFF EVERYDAY WITH MY ASSHOLE OF A BOSS, THEN I HAVE TO COME HOME TO EITHER YOU NOT HERE, AND OFF GOD NO WHERE'S OR I HAVE MY BOYFRIEND IGNORE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY ACTING LIKE I DON'T EVEN EXIST!" I basically just let out all the anger that was kept inside for so long. He grabbed my wrist in a tight hold; pinned me to the wall, which was right next to the door.
"DON'T YELL AT ME," he suddenly raised his other free hand and punch the wall right next to my head, "YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER, OH MY GOD YOU GET ON MY FUCKING NERVES!"
I was actually frightened that he just did that, my jaw drop after that; I had a terrified look on my face.
"AND IF YOU DISRESPECT ME AGAIN, I THINK YOU'LL KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN, ISN'T THAT RIGHT Y/N?!"
I have never seen him like this before, he seemed so angry. But after that comment; he raised his free hand once again, and slapped me on my left cheek. The stinging had hurt really bad, I could already feel it bruising; you wouldn't think a slap that hard would cause a bruise to happen that fast but it certainly did. Tears started to keep rolling down my face...this wasn't the Calum I fell in love with in the beginning of our relationship.
"...yes, Calum...I'm sorry that I cared...too much." I lifted my head up, with the strength that I had left, to look at him in the eyes; and all I saw was pure guilt and sadness in his eyes. He had also had a tear stained face like me, he then released my wrist that already started getting bruised.
"..y/n..baby? I'm s-so sorry I d-didn't mean t-to do t-that I-I," he said between sobs.He tried to caress my face, but I flinched.
"No...no it's okay, I shouldn't have made you upset, umm..I'll be staying at Michael's tonight.." I started to walk towards the door.
"No! please y/n I'm sor-"
"Calum! it's fine I'll be back tomorrow, to get my things.." This hurt so much oh...my...god...
"..y/n?..."
I opened the door and looked back at calum.
"Yes, Calum?"
"..Is this it, are we....o-over?" he was trembling.
"I don't know, let me think, okay? Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone, yeah?" We both giggled.
"I won't, I promise.." Before I left I gave him a quick peck on the lips, and a big hug like it depended on my life.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow, bye, Calum...I love you; don't forget."
"I love you too, y/n, bye."
And with that I walked out; closed the door, went to my car, and texted Michael I was on my way to his house.
A/N: Hey! We finally updated jeez aha well, umm we will be posting the other boy's later ((: with part 2's!! lmao, BYE! -Dakota (p.s. I wrote this I hope it's not bad)
