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daniellesimagines · 2 years ago

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Now or Never (Calum Hood)

word count: 1653 requested by: none pronouns: she/her warnings: none fandom: 5 seconds of summer au type: wedding, best friends summary: you finally gain the courage to tell your best friend how you feel, but it’s not in a way anyone expected inspired by: @honeymandos (x) authors notes: none other parts: none

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You never should have let things get to this point.

You should have confessed your secret before he told you he was seeing someone. You should have confessed before they were celebrating their one-year anniversary. You should have confessed before he told you he was going to propose. You should have confessed before the wedding plans were finalized. You should have confessed before you found yourself sitting in the church pew, watching the couple get married.

You should have just confessed to Calum that you were in love with him.

Realistically, you knew Calum would never let unreturned feelings ruin a friendship. There had been plenty of times he didn’t feel the same as someone throughout the years you’d known him that could’ve made things awkward and uncomfortable if it were any other person. Any other person might have been told their friend wanted to be more than that, said they didn’t feel the same, and let friendship fizzle out until they were no longer speaking anymore.

But then again, Calum wasn’t any other person.

Calum was confident and bold and caring and kind and honest and charming and easy to talk to and offered the best advice and didn’t mind being a shoulder to cry on and- Alright, maybe he was the kind of person you could go on about forever. You definitely didn’t blame his fiancée for falling for him.

Sadie was just as sweet as Calum was, so you weren’t at all surprised when they told you they were dating. You could never hate her – and God knows you tried – but she managed to find a way to become your best friend. You went to her for advice, to celebrate every victory, to vent about every stupid problem that she assured you was valid being upset over.

Maybe that was why you were beating yourself up over being too scared to confess your feelings for Calum – because you loved his fiancée just as much as him.

But it was unfortunately too late now.

You wouldn’t be the last to admit the wedding was beautiful. Sadie had a knack for finding the most hole-in-the-wall places that ended up being a staple for your circle of friends. The decorations throughout the entire venue were absolutely stunning – the theme and colors being everything Sadie had been dreaming of.

You tried not to focus on the couple at the altar. You spent most of the ceremony looking at the decor and fiddling with the tiny pillow previously holding the rings that Michael had tossed to you so he didn’t have to hold it the whole time. Your eyes met his a few times as you scanned the room, and it certainly wasn’t lost on you that he was disappointed you never fessed up.

Michael knew long before you even did about your feelings for Calum. And boy, did he let you know how dumb he thought you were for bottling it up. He always told you you’d regret not telling him – that it would hurt to watch him be with other people. But you would never admit he was right.

You were brought back to earth when you heard the minister offer up the last chance the confess.

“Anyone who should object to this wedding shall speak now or forever hold their peace,” Ricky – a long-time friend of Calum’s father – announced.

You felt a small nudge in your side, making you look over. Mali subtly nodded toward her younger brother, signaling for you to make your move. You forced a smile, barely shaking your own head – Calum was happy and you weren’t going to ruin that.

The silence lasted a bit longer than you felt like it should have, and you could have sworn the minister and Michael shared a look. And it was clear they had when he started speaking.

“Well, if they’re not gonna object, I’ll do it for them,” Michael huffed from his spot at the altar between Ashton and Luke.

Your eyes widened as he stepped forward in the midst of the whispers around you, already knowing what he was doing. You felt sorry for Mali, truthfully – she had to be struggling with how hard your hand was gripping hers.

“You have no right to stand there and tell me that you really want to settle down – not when you wish it was Y/N,” he stated.

You couldn’t believe he was telling Calum how you felt. You told him everything in confidence! How could he think it was okay to just-

Wait, what? He wasn’t talking about you? Did he just say Calum wished he was marrying you?

Alright, you definitely didn’t see that one coming.

“And you-” Your heart felt like it was going to force its way up your throat when Michael turned and pointed a finger at you. “-Are you seriously going to sit there and pretend you’re okay with this – that you’re okay with Calum marrying someone else when you’ve been in love with him since we were sixteen?”

“Michael,” you choked out softly, trying to hold back your tears, “Please don’t...”

“You’re both being ridiculous!” he continued anyway, glancing between you and Calum, “None of this would be happening if you two would just grow a pair and tell each other you love each other!” The moment your and Calum’s eyes met, he finally broke his own silenced state of shock.

“I do,” he murmured so quietly you almost didn’t hear him, “Love you, I mean... Since the moment I met you...” You felt your eyes fill up again and Mali’s hand squeeze yours as you finally admitted what you’d been holding onto for over a decade.

“I love you too, Calum,” you choked out.

Calum didn’t even glance at the bride before releasing her hands and rushing over to you. You stood up as he reached you, only to be engulfed in a bone-crushing hug. He let out a huge sigh of relief, the weight of harboring his feelings for you finally being lifted off his shoulders.

“Good God, you guys,” Sadie let out an exasperated breath from where she was still standing at the altar, “You both really need to stop waiting until the last possible minute to do things.”

“What?” you sniffled, your eyebrows furrowed as you looked at her through still-watery eyes.

“I might have been lying to you the past few months...” she laughed nervously, bringing her hand up to rub the back of her neck, “This isn’t a real wedding.”

“What?” you repeated, your brain unable to come up with anything else to say.

“Yeah... Every person here knows about it... Well, except for you and Cal, obviously...”

“I’m not even ordained,” Ricky shrugged, “I couldn’t have married them even if I wanted to.”

“Not legally anyway,” Michael chuckled.

“Wait, what is happening right now?” Calum breathed, just as confused as you were. Sadie sighed again, finally letting you in on what the plan had been all along.

“Calum came to me a couple years ago asking me to pretend to be his girlfriend to make you jealous,” she informed you. You looked up at Calum, only to find a guilty smile staring back at you. “When you started asking when he was going to propose to me, he panicked and just went along with it,” she continued, “And then Mikey came to me with this idea of actually setting up a wedding in the hopes that one of you would fess up before anything actually happened.”

“But, of course, you two idiots had to go and not say anything,” Michael rolled his eyes, “You know, you guys are lucky that everyone already knew or else we would have just wasted all their time.”

“Already knew?” you wondered, looking around to find everyone smiling, “Everyone spent all this money on a fake wedding just to get us to admit our feelings?”

“Not really,” Sadie replied, “I got this dress at a thrift store for like, 20 bucks.”

“Same for our tuxes!” Luke chirped.

“That’s why they don’t fit right,” Ashton shrugged, “We never intended on actually needing to wear them.”

“Yeah,” she giggled, “We thought one of you would admit it way before this.”

“You guys are such assholes,” you choked out a genuine laugh that time as you wiped your cheek, earning yourself a kiss to the temple from Calum. “And you’re not off the hook either, mister,” you frowned, looking up at him, “You tried to make me jealous instead of just talking to me?”

“I panicked!” he pouted, “I... You would always ask when I was gonna put myself out there and meet someone! I just thought... I thought you couldn’t possibly love me the way I loved you...”

“I’ve been flirting with you since the day we met!” you exclaimed with a smile, “Don’t tell me you didn’t even notice!”

“I thought you were just how you are,” he mumbled, though he couldn’t deny how dumb he felt – you never flirted with the boys the way you did with him.

“Cal, please,” Sadie rolled her eyes, “If I was some other girl, I would have been pissed with the flirty comments.”

“I’m jealous Y/N doesn’t flirt with me like that,” Luke pouted. You giggled in response, causing Calum to kiss your head again.

You took a moment to take everything in – this was really happening and Calum loved you back and you didn’t ruin a relationship and you didn’t lose your friendship with Sadie. You breathed in deeply, squeezing Calum’s waist as you exhaled. You could sense he was about to speak – no doubt to ask if you were alright – but you beat him to it.

“So did you guys also plan a reception? ‘Cause I was kind of looking forward to the free alcohol,” you said, making everyone laugh.

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sensitivecth · 2 years ago

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Now or Never - c.h. fic

hello i wrote a calum fic that's angsty with a happy ending🫣 i kinda fell off tumblr but had some inspo the other day and it produced this. i started to write this after i learned my crush was moving to a different state, it hurt(s) so i made this to cope. i just finished it tho, good luck!

about 1.6k words, tw//smoking, tw//quarantine, bestie!calum, friends to lovers?? kind of, dj!cliffo?? a pinch, probably set in late 2021. girl IS latina she IS plus size, if you're not into it get over it. girlie can also NOT smoke, trust me i've tried, to explain the beginning! all love<3

I shuffle my feet out of the bar for some fresh air. Calum’s in tow for a smoke break.

We’ve been having a great night. He asked to hang out when he came back to town to move the last of his stuff. Suddenly we've been at the bars since 8.

“You sure you don’t want one?” he asked me teasingly. He knows I can’t inhale anything but air.

As the door closes behind him, I can hear the music quiet into a muffle.

“Haha, funny,” I deadpan in return, looking at the sky from nerves.

How can I not be nervous? I want to confess my crush I had on him for over a year. He’s so nice to me, he’d never make me feel bad. But he’s also moving back to the city. He’s been telling me all about the apartments he’s been looking at and jobs he’s applied to.

“Y/N, what’s up?”

I looked at him- made eye contact even- and got scared. Maybe I shouldn’t say anything.

“Y/N?”

“Oh yeah, sorry,” I got out. One time I told him how I hated eye contact. It stresses me to think about which eye I’m supposed to stare at. He told me to just look in the middle at the nose.

I looked back at the sky. My heart started racing.

He knows. He’s moving by next week but he knows, he has to right? I don’t think I hid it super well.

“Calum, I just-“ I stopped.

He’s staring at me again, I can feel it. I finally turn to look in his direction.

“You can look up at me, you know I love those brown eyes of yours,” he said. “Let me see them.” But I don’t look up.

I could just not say anything. I don’t have to tell him. He can move and we can keep talking like we did all of quarantine to continue our friendship.

But I can’t. I have to say something. Now or never, right?

“I don’t want you to say anything please until I’m done. This is hard for me, and I’m not sober so there’s some liquid courage backing me up.”

“Hm,” he paused, looking concerned. “Okay. I won’t say a thing.”

Now or never, I guess.

“Calum,” I wanted water. My mouth felt dry. “I’ve liked you for over a year.”

I pause just long enough that he opens his mouth. “And it’s super hard for me to accept a crush on someone so telling you right now is killing me.” I’m staring at his shoes now. He’s wearing an old pair of converse.

“I really wanted to be your friend when I saw one of your tattoos and asked about it. But it kind of kept tumbling into something else. And I know you don’t like me like that you don’t have to tell me-“

“Y/N but-“ Calum tried to stop me.

“No, Calum. You’ve pointed out the people you’re attracted to. You don’t have to justify it or try to pretend you liked me. I’ve seen them, Cal. They’re skinny white girls, and I know I’m not that.” My voice got quieter. I didn’t want to bring this part up.

But, there it was. My biggest insecurity around him. I’m not skinny let alone a stereotypically skinny white girl with blonde hair. I’m brown (and proud) and on the bigger side. I always have been. I’m also not the plus-size model big, I’m the fat rolls and back rolls with big arms kinda gal. I’ve never been more aware of my size than now.

“Seriously, it’s fine.” I comfort him, which is amusing to me so I smile. Why am I comforting him when this is supposed to be hard for me.

“I’ve been through this a lot Calum. I’ve had unreciprocated crushes my whole life. I’ve been asked out on 2 dates, by 2 different guys in elementary school. This isn’t new to me.”

‘This’ was being big and brown. Growing up in a primarily white school has its downsides. It looked like he was gonna say something again.

“Please, bub. I’m gonna get through this and then you can say whatever,” I saw him nod but I let the quiet sit between us.

I’m picking at my nails a bit and hear the muffled song change inside. It’s Youngblood.

Now or never, I tell myself again.

“Selfishly, I don’t think I could live with you moving 4 hours away and not tell you ever. You became a comfort person to me over quarantine. I didn’t know if it would continue when school started up again, but it did. And slowly, I wondered when you would text back. I thought about what you were doing and started to obsessively check social media to see if I could get anything from you.” I sighed.

This was harder than I thought.

“It was fine, living in my own little fantasy world of you maybe liking me. Telling my friends about our conversations and just everything I learned about you.”

It was a bit easier to say when he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking down at his cigarette.

“And then you mentioned a girl. I’m not even sure if you ever spoke to her really, you just saw her at the coffee shop. But I cried that day.”

I actually vividly remember the girl he described. She had purple pants, an old band t-shirt, and an old pair of converse as well. He didn’t talk to her, but he did say something along the lines of her being his “dream girl.”

“When you sent that text, I stopped replying for a moment. Then I put on a happy front and told you to talk to her, because of course I’m going to support my friend in whatever he decides to pursue romantically. It just stung a bit.”

“I didn’t talk to her,” he mumbled.

“I know Calum, I know.” I smiled again, thinking about how I felt that day and how I’ve grown.

He was still looking at his cigarette. I wanted to touch his arm.

“Anyway, after I responded semi-positively to that, you just kept sending stuff about girls and relationships left and right. That,” I paused for the drama and because I needed a breath, “fucking sucked Calum.”

I stopped talking for a bit. We were just standing there.

“And when we hung out in person in the park, you’d always mention how there were such cute girls around. I wondered if you hinted at me ever, but I finally realized you never did.”

Calum was still looking down. He hadn’t looked at me in a while.

“Listen Cal, I’m not saying this to make you feel guilty. I just want you to understand where I’m coming from.”

“No, it’s okay,” he said curtly. His cigarette was almost gone.

“So I kept up the friendship even though it pained me to see you talking about other women. And I thought I finally got over it after like 14 months of my everlasting crush.”

“Did you?” he looked at me briefly.

“To be completely honest, I felt like I’d get so close to being done with it and you’d do something so I would go back to square one. I’m proud of myself for only crying about it once though.”

He smiled. I love his smile.

“To be fair, I’m proud of you too. I’m not worth crying over.”

“You’re worth so much.”

“Don’t flatter me like that, my ego will get big,” his eyes twinkled with the moonlight. He was staring up now.

Ashton suddenly peeked his head outside.

“You guys okay?” he asked in a weird tone. I think he knows. He’s always known.

“Yeah mate, just going on about life ya know,” Calum’s answer was quick. Almost like he wanted to be rid of him. I couldn’t be too sure though.

“Alrighty! You missed Youngblood! Mike’s electric in there right now!” Ashton laughed as he turned.

The door did the really awkward thing where it closes super duper slowly, but I stared at it.

“Welp. That was it,” I told Calum as I turned back to him. “Yeah I don’t know. I just needed to tell you before you left.”

“Y/N, I love you with all my heart,” Calum started. He still wasn’t looking at me.

I knew immediately where this was going. I had to fix it.

“Calum, please don’t break me tonight. I don’t want that. Not for your last weekend. Let me send you off with the boys on Monday and help you pack the last of your stuff. Let me be there when you’re locking up the apartment for the last time. Let me breathe this weekend. Once you go I won’t fight it.” I’m pleading with him now. “Please give me this weekend.”

“I would never,” he emphasized, “want you anywhere but with us when we start our new lives. Like I said, I love you with all my heart.”

I felt the tears coming in. This is when he tells me I’ve been nothing but delusional and a joke. This is it.

“I see you next to me Y/N. We may be moving now, but I can never leave you behind. I won’t lie. I’m not in love with you, but I love you. I don’t know where this can go, especially starting off as a long distance thing, but we’ve done it before, right?” He’s kind of rambling at this point.

My breath is short, I am confused.

“Wait what?”

“Y/N. I wanna take you on a date. I’m confused and delighted you said anything. I’m sad I’m moving, but if you’re up for it then I am too.”

And just like that, the last year and then some make so much sense. He makes so much sense.

Now or never, I repeat to myself as I walk up to. The cigarette is gone.

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