Calum POV
"Hey, the body and I are going out to dinner, you coming?" Ashton asked, forcing me to look up from my cell phone. It was on Haley's Twitter Profile.
"No, I'm fine. Ill stay here tonight. " I said, I didn't feel well enough to leave the hotel. I broke the eye contact with him and I looked back to my phone and Haley's twitter to watch her. Her latest tweet was a photo of her and a guy.
"we don't see you around anymore, brother, I know you're hurt, but things won't improve if you don't make an effort." I was barley listening to him, I just kept staring at the image. How could she be with another guy? I knew she had lied, but it obviously wasn't real either, because she was out with another guy. Probably already over me.
Maybe for she was happy and shed completely forgotten about me.
"Calum?" Ashton asked after I hadn't bothered to answer it. "Maddy said that Haley's fine, man. Please, move on, too." I flinched at the sound of her name.
"It hurts to hear her name when I haven't seen her in a long time. "I said softly. "Ash, you don't understand. I mean, obviously you have to hide the fact maddy and you talk, but you know you love each other still. Haley never loved me. she's moved on already and she's so happy without me." I looked at my phone for the third time, staring at it solemnly.
"Calum" Ashton mumbled, after removing my phone from my hands, seeing the picture on the screen. "If you think she doesn't love you're fucking oblivious." Ashton locked the door and sat on the bed next to me. Rolling his eyes. "I bet she is using that guy to forget about you. I have to give myself credit for handling these emotions better than you. You're sitting here feeling sorry for yourself, and expect everyone to have compassion for you, but you have to finish with this. You let her go. You're the one who doesn't try and talk to her. If you want to stop feelin. sad, get up and do something with your life." Ashton finished, and stood up, leaving the room. Well, that wasn't the direction I thought he would take with his little speech.
I let out a loud groan, retrieving the phone that he had put down behind me and I looked at her profile again. I checked further down, trying to see if I had appointed in some way, but there wasn't one photo. I accidentally followed her and quickly unfollowed immediately, hoping HAT she wouldn't notice that, ever, but it was hard when you almost had four million followers.
I hated being in LA, especially knowing you were around because you were supposed to be having fun with... Her. I sent a message to Maddy, but she warned me not to spoil her happiness.
So I did what every artist does in a dark period - I grabbed my notebook and pen, and then called an Uber. I needed to leave this place and go write somewhere else. If I hadn't written a song as I felt, I'd probably would have died, and as pleasant as it seems, I didn't want to be the cause of depression to the whole fandom.
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I found a driver was willing to drive me to the entire Pacific Coast Highway to accumulate a bit of inspiration. We went to Santa Monica, Venice, Huntington, Newport, Laguna. All the places Haley and I had gotten drunk at.
I drove from all the places we used to hang out getting wasted.
Now I had to find something that rhymes with wasted: tasted.. . Our last Kiss had the taste of alcohol and we were supposed to continue our kiss after that night; It wasn't supposed to be our last Kiss...
I thought about our last Kiss, how it feels, the way it tasted
I thought about Maddy who spoke with Ashton who had informed me about what Haley was doing.. telling Ash, that she was okay and how much I hated this.
And even thought your friends tell me, you're doing fine.
You're somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you.
Chance was a jerk. I'd agree with Ashton and Maddy, he was so rude. Haley didn't deserve his. No one would ever treated her as well as I did. That letter that I had written ... I had never put so much of myself in something like that. The letter in which I confessed my love.
When he says those words to hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?
But every time I begun to think about how much I missed it, my mind kept coming to the real reason why we broke up. How now she seemed happy, as if nothing ever happened.
It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real ... How could you be fine?
Cause I'm not fine at all
... I really wasn't.
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Haley's POV
It was a nice evening. Chance, - the guy that I gave me a lap dance -, had started to mean something to me. We went out so much, had sex (which wasn't awful) and made me forget about Calum. Even when Chance had dark days, he helped me to forget about him, because I was too busy thinking about Chance. when Calum had said I was worthless.. I felt like I wasn't with Chance.
My day wasn't exactly perfect.
I was walking back to my house from Chance's (he lived really close to me) the night was cloudy and dark. Really dark. I was too distracted by my cell phone, as I wandered twitter, to take notice of the deserted street.
It was then that a notification of Calum following me appeared on my screen.
The thought of it happening, made me go crazy at first, I was among his followers and I was at the top of the list. Until the page refreshed and I was gone
This jerk was odd.
Calum Thomas Hood had the nerves to kick me out of his life, making me miserable. He hadn't even sent me message saying something like "I still hate you but happy birthday". But yet he thought he could do something like that...
Weird.
And then it started to rain, I wasn't really bothered by the rain, to be honest. After being an addict of the gym in the last few months, I decided that the rain was perfect to go for a run and try not to think about him, but my thoughts got worse.
If I told the truth to Calum long before or never lied to him in the first place maybe things would have been different? I would've gotten a quick photo and then gotten on with my life.
My life would be normal, and I never would have got a taste of that sweet love and pain. I didn't even realize how fast I had run until I spotted my house, but I didn't want to go inside yet.
I decided to go sit on the lawn out the front of my, and watch the stars that were barely visible through the clouds that were spilling their contents on this terrible city.
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