5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

They Don't know About us Pt 3 (Calum Hood Continuation)

Pairing : Calum Hood x reader

Words: 2.2K

Warning: swearing

Summary: Calum get's way too drunk at an party and leaves with a girl, this get's bonbarded all over the media and it causes some tension, until he snaps and not only announces your relationship online.

A/N: it's shit sum I know, since nobody is reading these anyway really I am just going to post all of these close to another now

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When you woke up in the morning Calum was already gone and the hotel bed was cold on his side, just like it was when you went to bed. Calum and the others had gone to a party after the show but you had decided to help clean up and then go to sleep. When you checked your phone you had a text from him, 'Please call me when you are awake, please.' It was sent hours ago, when he should have been sleeping next to you. To clear up your confusion you dialed his number. It rang a couple of times but he picked it up eventually, "Y/N! Oh thank god", he breathed out audibly and your confusion only grew. "Where are you, I thought you didn't have a interview this morning and you are never up this early", you sat up and rubbed your eyes. "I'm not with the guys, I am so sorry for what they wrote, but they are lying", you could hear him pacing on wooden floor, your hotel didn't have wood flooring. "What the fuck are you talking about?", your confusion only grew instead of clearing up. "You haven't seen the headlines?", his voice got higher at the end. "No I haven't, please just come here and we can talk about everything in person okay?", he agreed and told you he would be back at the hotel in about half an hour.
In the meantime you got dressed but you couldn't keep yourself from searching on your phone for the headlines Calum was talking about. You didn't have to type in anymore than Calum Hood before you found what he was talking about. There were numerous articles about him being at a party, apparently alone, even though he was supposed to be with the others. There were so many pictures of him dancing with girls, or seemingly flirting with girls, drinks or a cigarette constantly in his hand. Your stomach dropped reading all the articles and you wanted to throw up. You tried to keep in the back of your mind that nobody outside of the close people to you knew that you were together and when it finally knocked on the door you had to take a deep breath to pull yourself back together. You got up from the bed and opened the door. Calum stood in front of you looking at his shoes and playing with his hands. You took a step back and he walked into the room, after you closed the door he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly. When you breathed in you started to cough immediately, he let go of you and looked at you worried. "You smell so bad! What the fuck happened last night? ", you sat back down on the bed and looked at him curiously. "I...fucked up", he stroked through his hair and paced around the room. "Tell me about it", you patted the space next to you and wanted him to sit down. Continuing to pace he started to talk, "Well we went out to this party, but it was so full and I lost the boys, I don't know where they went. And I just got given drinks again and again. I don't know what happened, I was so drunk at some point". You interrupted him with a snarky, "Well I can smell that."
"And suddenly there were paparazzi everywhere because there were so many celebrities. And I met some girl and I ended in her hotel room", he interrupted himself with an sob. "But I swear", he walked over to you and kneeled in front of you, "I swear I didn't sleep with her or kiss her, whatever all those articles say, I woke up in full clothes, with my leather jacket on and I am sure we didn't do anything." He had placed his hands on your knees and rested his head on them. You brushed through his hair with your fingers,"Cal...", you sighed. "I love you and I trust you", you lifted his head slightly and tried to make eye contact. "But did I do something wrong? Did I give you a reason for you to get so drunk, it's not the first time you drank your problems away", for some reason it was easier for you to think you gave him a reason than to think about what it could be otherwise. "No!", he lifted his head and sat up, "No you didn't do anything wrong, there was no reason. I was just in the moment and then I lost it", he shook his head and looked incredibly disappointed in himself. You bent down and kissed him. You sat there forehead against forehead and you whispered to him, "I love you, everything is fine and we don't have to talk about it anymore" He kissed you again and stared you in the eye, " I don't know how I deserve you, you are way too good for me. "