We need to talk -C

The message stared back at me, blinding me with shock and causing a number of students to line up behind me at the door. Complaints were thrown at me as they slowly made their way around but everything was out of focus. Calum had texted me.

And he wanted to talk, about something- no doubt our relationship, where we stand and if I believed Zayn and Louis' whole thing about him being a drug dealer. I knew Calum would hide things from me but he came off very classy and not at all like someone who could potentially be in a gang.

"You alright?" Elizabeth questioned, standing off to the side with a worried look in her hazel eyes. I smiled warily at her, pushing the tendrils of hair back from my face. Lately we've been meeting up to go to lunch together- ever since the last episode with Zayn, my mom had changed my schedule so now Elizabeth and I could go out. But that was almost three weeks ago.

I shrugged as we walked side by side the vast halls towards the doors and Elizabeth's shining new car. Her white Beetle sat proudly in the far corner of the lot with shining new rims and a wax job that looked nearly perfect. It was Elizabeth's twin- in car form.

The engine grumbled to life and I threw my shit in the back before hopping into the front seat. Elizabeth kept her eyes on the road but her lips opened to repeat her earlier question. She knew me so well.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Calum texted me."

"Wait, Calum texted you?!"

I nodded weakly and pressed my lips together to look out the window. It was fall now and the leaves were turning a beautiful golden and crisp apple red and a couple sprinkled the ground.

"What did he say?" She pressed, daring a glance my way.

"He wants to talk with me."

"And what did you say?"

"Nothing, yet."

It was silent for a beat and I held my breath, cringing at the next words that she would say.

"You're actually considering meeting this person somewhere?!"

I hissed under my breath, eyes darting to hers briefly. "What else am I supposed to do? Leave our relationship-" "First of all, you two barely knew each other when you were dating and secondly, he ditches you for almost four weeks without a word. You still believe there's a relationship?"

I sighed and Elizabeth pressed on a tad faster towards the dorms. "Elizabeth, we have to talk about this someday." She cast a cautious look at me before stopping the car on the sidewalk. I frowned. We were on the opposite side of the dorm entrance.

"He's doing illegal things-"

"Louis could've just made that up."

"They said they had evidence."

"Again- lying."

"I'm just worried about your safety." She finished, throwing her hands up in defeat and turning fully to meet my wondrous gaze. Elizabeth doesn't normally wave the white flag. "If you really need to talk to him, I'll let you use the car." She unbuckled and I fumbled with my phone, trying to send a message to Calum to tell him to meet me somewhere.

"Are you going to walk?" I ask when she gets out and comes around to my side. She snorts and drags me out of the seat, waving her hand afterwards. "No. You're driving me back and then you can go. But I want to know where you'll be."

I mumbled something under my breath she didn't hear. Thank God for that.

She slipped into the passenger seat and I drove her back to campus before heading over to a nearby Chipotle that had been renovated.

~~~

Calum was fully rubbing it in my face that we weren't dating. He looked hot as fuck- brown just-had-sex hair, a loose band shirt and black skinny jeans with Vans. He sauntered into the restaurant very similar to Zayn that one night. Chin up and solely focused on me, ignoring any other people that would have swooned at him. Unfortunately he decided to come in when my burrito fell out of my mouth. Fuck it.

"Hi." He said, falling into the chair in front of me. My eyes widened at the sight of him before I replied back. "How are you?" His brown eyes flashed with concern before fading into casualness.

I waved his question away. "You said you wanted to talk to me."

He sighed heavily, biting his lip and looking down at the scratched table. I watched him mournfully, wishing he would talk more than ever about himself. I always respected his distance but now was the time to defend himself and maybe ravage what's still left of our friendship- at the least.

"About what Louis and Zayn said-"

I crossed my arms and leaned back.

"It's not true."

"Sure it isn't."

He narrowed his eyes at me and unconsciously flexed his hand lying on his waist. I smirked. Good, he was uncomfortable.

"Look, I never knew why you trusted them so much." He snapped, changing the topic away from him to Zayn.

"They were my friends!"

"Bullshit! If they were your friends you wouldn't have been with him so much."

"Are we talking about Zayn or Louis now?" I frowned, voice dropping to a deadly whisper. Calum clenched his fist and narrowed his eyes on me.

"You stupid little bitch."

I gasped, spreading my fingers over my front pocket to make sure my phone was still there. I might need a fast break.

Calum's anger was slowly pulling at him, teasing at his senses and moving over his whole body functions. I watched painfully, knowing an outburst was about to happen.

Two minutes passed by, his words circling through my head faster than ever before and he was in my face again. Swiftly and without default, his fingers clasped onto my wrist and pulled me up and away from the table and restaurant. Without hesitation he shoved us into the back way where all the shipping happens.

By this time I was trembling, watching his moody tall figure come towards me. I could almost smell his cologne and I hated how before it smelt so good. Now it seemed like the perfume of my death bed.

What would Calum possibly do? Elizabeth knew we were together and if I didn't come back or text back in minutes she would have a search party after my ass. Surely Calum wouldn't try anything too crazy.

The lump in my throat landed in the pit of my stomach, carrying that down to my feet as well. Things were going to shit and the world tilted to the left when his leg came in contact with my own, causing me to trip and land on my side.

I landed with a loud pound and immediately my body ached. My arms came down to my side quickly, trying to hoist me up before he could get any more leverage but Calum was too skilled at this and pulled out a gun from his jeans.

My eyes widened at it and suddenly his anger was a cold heartless drop of nothing. Where his heart should be was an empty space and no guilt or interaction of right or wrong was comprehended.

I've never felt so helpless and vulnerable in my life. I knew no cry of help would be heard or taken very kindly with Calum. I knew if I fought back I'd end up with more pain than a bullet through the head. I knew no answer to what he was thinking or about to do. I knew that this was planned.

But I didn't know that Zayn was the last person I was thinking about.

His eyes, the cheekbones, his kisses, his hands, his smile, his voice, his hair. All those stupid physical things that just made him so beautiful and so him. But also the fact that he kept coming back to me, that he truly cared and loved me. How he obeyed my mother's wishes to stay away from me and how he stayed with his son and Delia. When sometimes his whole world would crash around him before he'd be back to his arrogant self.

...And the sex and the way he made me feel was oh so delightful...

Notes

Okay so this skips a couple weeks from the last chapter... Obvioulsly. I'm sorry about this but I have the rest of the book planned out and some of the second book so ;) :) Thanks for reading!! Like two more chapters.