The rain continued to soak through my clothes as I walked towards his place, I repeatedly wiped my eyes in case he could tell, he always could despite the rain. As I hid underneath his porch I knocked on the door quietly not wanting to disturb anyone who could be sleeping. Letting out a quiet sigh I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to keep back a sob I had been holding in for the duration of my walk here.
"Y/n?" His voice was laced with sleep as he wiped his eyes, readjusting them to my current state. I was soaked to the bone, my hair clung to my scalp and I had wiped black across my eyes and towards my ears, making me look like one of the incredible gone wrong. I couldn't trust my voice without breaking down so I nodded frantically. No more words were exchanged as he lead me into his house and closed the door behind him. "Let me just put a top on." He started to become more aware with his senses as I stood still, hovering by the doorway unsure all of a sudden how to act or what to say exactly.
When he returned he handed me towels and a fresh set of pyjamas, his pyjamas but anything would feel better than wet clothes. "You know where my room is." He motioned upstairs, "Oh and don't worry, the guys aren't here tonight." He spoke up and I nodded to myself, feeling a percentage less guilty about causing some form of commotion at 1 in the morning.
As I dried off I saw myself in the mirror, how worn out I appeared so I took some water on toilet paper to remove the black off of my face. No matter how raw it may feel it's a better look than a weird panda. As I slipped his pyjamas on I let out a small laugh, seeing how oversized they were on me but he wouldn't care and neither do I. As I walked back downstairs he was sat in the living room waiting for me like he usually would.
"So," he starts, passing me a cup of something warm to drink as I sit opposite him. "what did he do now?" He asked in a more sarcastic and expectant tone like always.
Calum always had a problem with Jake. Even when I first met Jake and told Cal it was as if there was an instant need of hatred and disapproval, no matter what good things Jake did it was as if none of it was good enough for Cal or anyone else. I always found myself avoiding Calum eventually when I had a problem with Jake as I knew how arsey he could behave, instead I turned to y/f/n who was more heartfelt and considerate of my feelings.
Placing the cup down with a trembling hand I turned back to him, taking a deep breath and held back the sob I still hadn't released. "Jake and I are over." I said with no emotion, it was simply a statement. Part of me was still unsure how I felt about it all, that by taking a walk it would clear my head, help me decide how I felt but instead I ended up coming here, to Cals house.
For a few minutes I waited for a response from him, in that time I saw a few different facial expressions being pulled. Ranging from a look of smugness, happiness, slight sadness, pure anger, and then confusion. "Who broke up with who?" Was his first question, and I shrugged my shoulders not wanting to admit how pathetic I had been.
Now I felt a lump in my throat, "It was, it was him." I struggled with my words as I choked up feeling the tears well in my eyes. "Jake broke up with me." My voice now watery and I couldn't find it in myself to say anything else, instead I just broke down crying in front of Calum.
Immediately he brought me into his embrace, I rested my head on his chest as I sobbed into it causing it to be damp and slightly snotty. He tried to cheer my up as I continued to sob but it was no use. "You know how he would tell you he lived alone?" I nodded having never been to his house, only observed it from the outside. "He lied to you, no surprise there." He muttered the last half to himself. "I saw his parents pull in with bags upon bags of food and a younger sister too." I scoffed loudly and felt my tears stopping, the scoff suppressing.
I sat up right, "What did I see in him Cal?" I asked and he shrugged his shoulders. "I mean really? No one even liked him." I joked thinking back to how everyone seemed to think he was bad news, that he had no future being a part time chimney sweep, and that he had had a bad reputation.
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Fanficeverything I ever wrote that is to do with 5 seconds of summer, all of this can be found on my tumblr account (same name) but I thought it might be worth putting it here as well. there are over 100 pieces all together, some are series' and I will s...