Yesterday's Tomorrow (Calum Hood from 5SOS Fanfic)

Confessions

I'm sorry that this is a day later than I had said, but I actually totally forgot that I was supposed to update! ... oopsy? haha, anyways, I was having major feels writing this chapter and am completely shipping Nalum (Catalie sound weird to me) and so I hope you enjoy this chapter :)

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"Calum! Where... Are... We... Going?" I huffed, trying to catch my breath from running. He stopped next to me and leaned up against a tree, brushing his hair out of his face. I was no longer in my little dress, having been given a pair of Calum's shorts and a belt to hold them up, and one of his shirts. I had my hands on my knees and was breathing heavily, I looked up to Calum who was staring back at me, a strange look on his face.

"I just wanted to get you out of there," he breathed with a frown on his face. "I didn't want your dad yelling at you."

"Even after all I've done? I would have let him," I sighed. "It's not like they have any effect on me anyway, they haven't acted like my parents much, so I guess I just no longer view them that way," I now explained. "But really, after everything I've done and the fact that your dad now hates me more than anything, I'm sorry." I looked back down at me feet now.

"Nat, I should be sorry. I... I don't know what made me so pissed, but I swear, I didn't mean to yell at you. I've never yelled before and I just - I just didn't know how to stop. I'm sorry..." Calum said, looking down at his feet as well.

"Stop it, it's not your fault. I'm the stupid one who got into trouble," I mumbled, sitting down on the cool grass. I then felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Calum sitting in front of me, staring straight into my eyes, knocking down any kind of wall I had tried to build around myself. I was defenceless with him looking at me like that.

"You're not stupid, Nat. You really aren't. Don't call yourself that ever again, please," he whispered.

"B-but I am," I whimpered, feeling tears pricking in my eyes.

"No, you're not," he countered. "You're far from that!"

"Really? And what proof do you have of that matter?" I asked, refusing to look up at him, not wanting him to see me cry, not again, not over something like this.

"That just there. That's all the proof I need," he whispered back to me, taking one of my hands in his.

"What?"

"The way you speak is enough proof to me that you're not stupid, Nat. You have this way of using words and putting them together and then it just sounds like something you would read in a Shakespeare play," he informed me. I laughed slightly at his comment. "You can't be stupid if you can speak like that, and even though you've been caught before, you've still done all of those things without being caught, haven't you?"

"Well, yeah," I replied, looking down at the way his fingers were locked with mine. Admiring the small piece of perfection before me.

"So you can't be stupid. When you were caught, it wasn't out of stupidity, was it? It was either carelessness or being in the wrong place and the wrong time, right?" I couldn't bring myself to speak now, words failing me at the way his comments were exactly what I was feelings, and that he was understanding without even seeming to try. I merely nodded. "See? You're not stupid! It was bad luck, that's all. You need to stop being so hard on yourself."

I looked up at Calum, tears brimming in my eyes, and I just couldn't stop myself from leaning forward. I wasn't thinking, and as my tears fell down my reddened cheeks, we kissed. Just one simple kiss, but it was perfect. I pulled back, and opened my eyes to see Calum with the strangest look covering his face. He looked happy, sad, worried, triumphant, and just plain confused all at once.