5SOS Imagines

I Love You Too (Calum)

"Calum!!! Are you seriously gonna let them treat me like that?!?" I yelled as we walked back to his car. He sat and watched his fans trash talk me to my face and he didn't say a word. we got in the car, and began driving home.
"You know, ever since you guys have became bigger, you have been a total douche to me." He still said nothing. "Seriously?!?!?" I scoffed. "Calum, I don't know what this is anymore." Nothing. "What the hell is wrong with you?!.....CALUM!!!" "SHUT UP! The fans are right! They didn't do anything wrong. All they did was give you tips on how to look good and pretty, and not trash."
"Have you always felt this way about me?" A lump on my throat was starting to suffocate me.
"No of course not. It's just... have you seen the girls in our videos??? They're hot and..." "I'm not...i get it"
"Calum, I loved you. Before all this. You were understanding and not so harsh...what happened?"
"I grew up." "Bullshit. You just want a prostitute as a girlfriend. Why? Why would you be with me if you knew there was someone better? Cal, you were the one that taught me to be who I am and if I want to do something, do it. Now I have to be plastic and save you the trouble." "Or you could just let go like me..." he mumbled but I heard him clearly.
I began crying. he tried to make me stop. It wasn't working. I told him I understood. I promised him I'd be gone tomorrow. I wasn't enough for him. I never was. He actually told me about how his ex girlfriend was so great and fit and he even dared mentioning their sex life. that's what he wanted. I'm a virgin and he knew that.
When we got home, I packed everything. But in case, if he ever missed me, I lay out all the letters I never sent him and left a scrap book that I had just finished just for us. I turned on my radio. Our song came on. Thinking Out Loud. Ed Sheeran.
I sat down on what was now his bed, and cried. Calum came in and saw me.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked. I told him, "me",sob,"Calum, I am what is wrong,"sob.
"I told you, the gym is still open, and-"
A brutal, bruising sting came across his face from my hand. "Fuck You! Calum, if you don't love me, tell me. And if you are one of the many people who are encouraging me to commit, oh please tell me!" "Wait....commit? What do you mean?" It took him a minute to realize and a minute for tears to run down my face. "No! Y/N please! Don't."
I walked out of the bedroom and stood at the flight of stairs. CALUM followed. "I have to do it, Cal." "No, please. I'm a dickhead, I get that now, but please don't do it. I can't loose you! After you're gone, I would not find someone like you. I know it's because of me. Encouraging the fans saying that shit, and saying those awful things to you, even mentioning my ex. I know you can deal with this, but please, just...not like this. PLEASE!! Don't hate me! Don't go! Stay with me, please!" He was also in tears. On his knees in front of me, begging and begging and begging.
Now I am really fucked. I have hurt the one I loved. He thinks I hate him. And now he is gonna think he killed me, but I HAVE to do this.
"Calum, stand up." He did as told. I kissed him passionately. " I love you..." I said. He told me he loved me too and promised he would never hurt me. "And," he looked at me, "I'm sorry." I cried.
I lunged backward down the stairs. I had cut my arm on something very sharp, immediately loosing a lot of blood. I landed. my breath completely gone. I had forgotten how to breathe.
I could hear Calum...far....far from me. Almost miles away. I loved him, more than anything. My vision was blurred. Cal had rushed down. He was crying and screaming for help, dialing 911, and he knew that I was almost gone, and so did I. the last thing I could ever remember, was his sweet, tender, gentle, smooth lips on my harsh and almost dead ones. He said, "I love you."
That is all I needed, to hear those words, then I was in peace. I had now been welcomed to a new and better life for me... And Calum, just know that I love you too.