A story in where things go downhill at about CH 20 (:
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(Y/N) was just a girl who had just started YouTube. She had wanted to become successful on it as like every other person.
One day while recording a video, her neighbour gets a bit too loud and...
"Don't you think we should head back, you literally came here to check up on me and bring me back and now we're basically waiting for someone else to come get us." He points out and you realize that as well.
"Oh shoot you're right!" You got off the bed and headed out the door followed by Calvin. ---- (y/n)
"Dude, it's one thing to drop a camera or a phone, it's another thing to drop a fucking tripod!" Niall yells at him laughing shortly after.
"It slipped out of my hands it's not my fault, whatever me and (Y/N) are going to her house to get her tripod, we'll be back soon" Calvin replies and walks out the doors.
"Uh, yeah see ya soon guys." You said and gripped the sweater tighter, still fangirling of how it was Calvin's sweater.
"By the way (Y/N) how'd you manage to get Calvin to give you one of his sweaters?" Alex questions you.
"Uh, it's really a long story but I gotta go he's probably getting impatient." You replied and left to catch up to Calvin.
He stood there with his hands in his pockets, taking them out to fix his cap which was slowly covering his face.
"You gonna put it on?" He asks.
"O-oh, right now?" You replied nervously.
"Yeah, it's a medium by the way just in case you were wondering." (SORRY IF YOU AREN'T A SMALL I MYSELF AREN'T A SMALL BUT IN THIS FANFIC YOU'RE A SMALL.)
"M-medium?!" You were shocked because it would probably be huge on you.
"Mmhm, why?" He asks.
"Well when I put it on you'll find out." You said, all the while putting it on.
It smelled good, WAIT THATS NOT WHATS IMPORTANT HERE.
You stretched your arms out to prove your point.
"Damn it's pretty big on you." He points out the obvious.
"No really now, I mean I'm totally not a small for clothes pfft." You said and started heading to your house.
"Hey (Y/N)?" You turn around and tilt your head a bit.
"What's up?" He cleared his throat and coughed a couple times. "What are you doing." You said more then questioned.
"So you can wear my sweatshirt, and you can tell your friends." He made his voice scratched up and annoying while doing Justin Bieber, Baby, moves.
"You're so weird it's great." You said and rolled your eyes. He was honestly so cute but he probably has a girlfriend. Yeah, that's it, that's what's keeping you from him. Girlfriend.
You sighed at the thought and your mood dropped by a bunch.
"What happened (Y/N)?" He asked, putting his hand on your back.
"N-nothing, I just don't feel too good, maybe we can record tomorrow?" You said, wanting to leave and go home.
"Uhh, sure? (Y/N) are you sure you're alright?" He asks, concern written all over his words.
"Yeah I swear, I... I just need to go home and sleep, yeah that's it. I'll see ya tomorrow." You weren't gonna let him respond to you, so you just went on home.
Once you were inside you kicked off your shoes, untied your hair and jumped into bed.
"What happened to me back there? Does it really matter if he has a girlfriend? You should be supportive of it, not.... This."
But, you did like him so you had a reason, jealousy, but even though, you should be happy that he's happy?
This time you weren't gonna let your thoughts consume you so instead you let sleep consume you.
-MORNING-
You woke up to the smell of... Eggs? What?
You shot up from your bed. "Someone is in my house." It couldn't be anyone bad could it? I mean they were making freaking eggs on your stove, so they must be passive aggressive.
You opened the door to your room and stepped outside, making your way to the kitchen. You took a peek from behind the wall and looked at who was in your kitchen.
It was someone wearing a floraled button up shirt and a black cap.
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"Calvin?" You straightened your back and looked at him in surprise, because 1) he knew how to cook and 2) he managed to get into your house which you were the slightest bit worried about.
He turned around, saw you and smiled. "Morning." He said and got back to cooking.
"I'm not gonna question how you got in my house this time, but if it happens again I will start questioning it." You said and walked to the diner table and sat down.
Since you were still tired you rubbed your eyes and yawned. "You know, you actually did scare me though, thought someone broke in." You said and put your head on the table, trying to fight off sleep.
"Yeah because the first thing a burglar would do is cook some eggs for breakfast and then start robbing you." He replied and turned the stove off.
"Oh shut up, it's way to early in the morning for sarcasm." You said and yawned.
"Oh? I thought you were the sarcasm master?" He replied and came to the table with the eggs on plates and two forks. (Or spoons whichever works)
"I said shush."
"Alright, alright but, Sirah let me into your house because I told her about yesterday and said I wanted to talk right when you woke up, so, she told me she had a key to your house and let me in." You sat up straight, confusion filled you.
Oh shit, right I gave her a spare key to my house because I always forget my key inside.
"O-oh..." You looked down at the eggs and picked up your spoon/fork.
"So what did happen yesterday?" He asked staring at you, wanting to make eye contact, but you avoided it.
"Uh.."
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*SCREAM* 300 READS?! WHAT IS MY LIFE THANK YOU SO MUCH! GUYS IM ACTUALLY SO THANKFUL RN IK ITS NOT MUCH BUT I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING BUT I CANT.
