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Always Watching Out For You - {Calum}

[A/N: this is going to start in Calum's POV so don't be confused little nuggets. A'ight boiii]

•Calum's POV•

I went out for a quick takeout at McDonald's. It was about 11pm, and I was beyond exhausted, but yet, starving. I ordered and sat down and waited. As I was scrolling through my phone, I looked up and noticed a familiar face.

Y/N's boyfriend.

I've met him only a few times, because of how close me and Y/N were. We had been friends since high school, and she was such a supportive friend of me and my band's interest in wanting to make music. I knew I could trust her a lot, and often times, I just wished she would leave that untrustworthy boyfriend that she was with and find someone else; someone who has been there for a long time and knows how to take care of her.

I watched him as he chatted with a girl at one of the nearby booths. She smiled and batted her lashes, giving off flirtatious winks. His eyes screamed lust to the girl, and he pulled her in for a quick tongue-to-tongue interaction.

I almost vomited at the sight. I could feel the blood rushing to my head. I clenched my fists as I watched him cheat on one of the sweetest girls alive.

Part of me wanted to go over and confront him, but another part of me wanted to be sly and sneaky about the whole situation.

I had my phone in hand, so the most smart thing to do about now was to record him; but before I got the chance, my phone conveniently died on me. I sucked my teeth in frustration, calmly sliding my phone in my back pocket.

"Calum?" the boy behind the counter called, signaling me that my meal was ready.

I simply ignored him, walking over to the y/n's boyfriend's table. When I made it over, I stood up over them and calmly removed my hood that was slightly covering my identity.

"Wow, looks like you're having fun!" I smiled sarcastically. I looked over at the girl he had been dining with. "Gosh... this couldn't possibly be the first date? McDonald's? That's pretty lousy,"

She shot a confused glance at him and looked back up at me. "This isn't our first date,"

I looked over at Y/BF/N and raised an eyebrow. His eyes frowned at me and he looked entirely angry. He stood up slowly from the booth and met me face to face.

"You're not gonna tell her," he growled, pushing me on my chest. "she'll believe me over you any day."

That was enough to set me off. I swung at him, punching him right in his jaw. He clung to my shirt as he turned his face away from my constant throws of punches. The girl he had been here with screamed. He pushed me off, punching me in the face as well.

"Hey, hey!" the manager yelled, running over and separating the both of us. "You two go home before I call the cops!"

I held my bleeding lip and cut my eyes at Y/N's boyfriend before I left.

There was no way Y/N deserved a guy like that. She had done so much for him and she loved him like there was no tomorrow, and he does her like this? I was infuriated.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do now...

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•Your POV•

You had gotten into bed and turned out the small lamp on your nightstand. You couldn't sleep though. Y/BF/N hadn't called, nor texted you all day, and you couldn't help but wonder what was up.

You settled your eyes on the ceiling, focusing on the sound of rain droplets hitting the roof. The rain usually helped you fall asleep, but you couldn't stop thinking about Y/BF/N, and that's what kept you wide awake. You held yourself as the damp feeling in your stomach took over you: You just weren't his priority anymore.