His Girl (Calum Hood)

Chapter 11

A/N
Just a little bit of a warning, I know the book has been fluff so far and it's not going to get kinky or anything but there's a chance of their relationship getting sexual in the near future 🙈 I'm sorry if that makes you not want to keep reading but I hope you do😘 thank you so much for reading and I would love to hear your feedback 😘
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Calum had a writing session he had to be at before noon and then he would be back to spend the night with me before they left to go back to Australia, so I walked him to the door, getting on my tiptoes to give him a quick goodbye kiss. "Have fun." I smiled, running my fingers through his hair.
Cupping my face in his rough palms, Calum leaned down and pressed his lips to mine for a slower kiss. Separating our lips, just enough to look into my eyes, Cal stared at me as if he was staring straight into my soul. "London." He whispered, his breathed hitting my skin and causing me to shiver. "I love you."

The air was ripped from my lungs, leaving me lightheaded and dizzy.

What?

What did he just say?

"You don't have to say it back," He continued before I could respond, but I wanted you to know." He kissed me one last time before closing the door on his way out.

Silence rang through the apartment when he left, as I slid down the door and leaned my back against the wood. My head wouldn't stop spinning and it was making it hard for me to focus.

Calum loves me?

The last month of my life felt like a dream but this truly seems impossible to exist in reality.

This doesn't happen.

In real life...girls like me don't get the guy, especially not this guy...the guy of their dreams.

I felt the tears as the began to slide down my cheeks hotly and my body began to shake with sobs. My ribs began to ache with the desperate need of a deep breath but I couldn't take it. My chest was in knots and I felt as if I was going to explode.

This is not happening.

The London's of this world are suppose to stare into a screen and envy what the Emma's of this world call their own...we don't play the role of Cinderella.

Wrapping my arms around my knees, I gasped for air and rolled into the fetal position on the floor.

I love you

I love you

London, I love you

The words were like an old record, spinning in my mind until my head hurt and my heart couldn't take it.

I didn't realize how much time I had spent in the floor, with my head buried between my knees, until I heard the door open and heard Marci's voice. "London! What's wrong? Are you hurt? What happened?" She asked frantically, dropping her purse and her to go cup and falling onto her knees beside me, "Angel, talk to me!"

Looking up, I realized she had tears of worry in her eyes and I wrapped my arms around her, running my fingers through her hair to calm her. "It's fine." My voice came out hoarse and raw, "I'm fine." She pulled me back, examining my physical state before asking, "Then why the hell were you curled up on front of the door? Sobbing?" She asked, tucking loose strands of hair behind my ear and wiping the tears from my eyes.

My body began to shake as I took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes, "Calum." I had to force more air into my lungs before my body would allow me to continue. "he-"

"What did he do? I'll kill him! I-." Shaking my head, I covered her mouth and forcing myself to soeak the words I couldn't comprehend. "He loves me...He said it." The word came out as a whisper, as if I was trying to hide it from the coldness of the outside world, because the universe would intervene and shatter any hope of the happiness that gripped my soul.

"He said he loves you?" Marci whispered, a smile spreading across her face and more tears falling from her eyes, "London...-" Instead of searching for words to respond, she pulled my body against hers in a hug that could crush bones.

"And I love him." My voice dropped so low, I barely heard the words myself. Marci giggled, "Of course you love him...you have for like -"

No.

I pulled back, looking her in the eye, "No, I genuinely love the Calum that snores in his sleep and sings in the shower...Marci I'm not in love with the bassist of Five seconds of Summer ...My soul is overwhelmed with a love for him...not who he is...him."

I said it once and now I couldn't stop.

I love him.

I am in love with him.

My body was physically overwhelmed with the love for him that I was in danger of passing when he left...Holy Shit.

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Calum's POV

I assured London that she didn't have to say it back and she didn't...but I wasn't just saying it...I said 'I love you' because I was falling so hard that my heart wouldn't let me go another day without her knowing ...and then she ...didn't respond.

The whole session, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was falling but I was just going to end up hurting and broken. Michael kept asking if I was okay...but not even Michael could take the numbness of this rejection away. This blow couldn't be softened.

And that's how I ended up here...sitting in my car, in her parking lot...staring up at the window of the apartment that I was about to force myself to return to, to take my rejection like a man and make her say it out loud.

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to open the door and climb out of the car.

My feet felt like brick as I climbed the stair to her floor and knocked on the door lightly.

Here we go, just don't cry! Don't you dare cry! I chanted to myself as I waited for an answer.

When the door finally opened, it was Marci that stood on the other side, probably sent to get rid of me but when she realized it was me her eyes went wide and she spun around.

"LONDON! HE'S HERE!" She screamed, making me jump at the outburst.

What the hell? But before I could ask her why the hell she was yelling, there was a blur of pink and the air was knocked out of me. My back slammed into the ground and there was a weight on my chest. Opening my eyes, I realized it was her and she had her arms wrapped around my neck and her head cuddled into my chest. "I love you." She said into my shirt.

"What was that?" I asked, not believing what I was hearing.

"I LOVE YOU, CALUM HOOD." She raised her voice, looking up into my eyes with tears running down her cheeks.

Fuck, yes!