5SOS Preferences

You're His Best Friend And His Girlfriend Hates You - Calum Hood

"I am not going if she's going to be there." You heard Precious (that wasn't really her name, but she seemed to think the sun shone right out of her ass so you thought it seemed relevant) complaining to Calum. You knew she was referring to you.
"But babe, she's my best friend." Calum counteracted. At least he was fighting for you.
You hated that you were eavesdropping on their conversation, but they were talking about you, so surely that gave you an exception?
"What're you doing?" Luke whispered in your ear, making you jump out of your skin.
"They're talking about me. I'm listening in."
Not one part of you minded telling Luke what you were doing - you knew he wouldn't judge you. He nodded and stayed quiet.
"Yes, and I'm your girlfriend. You don't need us both." She spat.
"Yes I do!"
"Can't you tell how much she fancies you? It's pathetic actually. You should stop pretending to be her friend, Cal. It's cruel. She thinks she could get somewhere with you."
Silence.
"It's time for you too choose. Me or her."
You didn't want to hear the next part; you already knew that he was going to choose her. He was crazy about her for some reason.
You backed away, straight into Luke. His hands met your hips and turned you around, urging you to walk away quickly.
When you were safely out of earshot, Luke pulled you into his chest and started talking at a million miles an hour. He didn't seem to be talking to you, it was more mumblings to himself.
"He better fucking not choose her..."
"He was so obsessed with you why is this even happening?"
"YOU LOVE EACH OTHER DAMMIT."
"Why is he doing this."
"I hate him for this for fucks sake."

You snuffled and wiped your eyes. You couldn't even remember when you started crying.
"W-what do you mean he used to be obsessed with me?" You whispered.
Luke's arms tensed around you. He pulled you back a little and held you at arms length.
"I can't believe I just said all of that." His cheeks were bright red and his eyes clearly displayed his stress.
"I won't say anything, but you have to tell me what you meant."
Luke looked away for a second, as if he was contemplating whether to tell you or not.
"Before he met her he... Well he really really liked you. Like 'I'm gonna kill any guy that even looks at her' liked you. And then he met her, who is completely the opposite of you, and he just went for her."
You weren't sure how to process this information. He liked you? What changed?

---

Luke hopelessly failed at skimming a stone over the flat water of the lake you were sitting next to.
"C'mon, [Y/N], can't we go back yet? I'm sure she'll be gone by now." Luke pleaded. He was mind numbingly bored.
"Just five more minutes here," you said weakly.
"You said that half an hour ago!" He argued.
You ignored him and scrolled through your mentions on Twitter. One in particular caught your eye.
'@[Y/T/N] would be so much better with Calum than @/MissyMorgan_x
Like why the hell aren't they together?'
That sparked your curiosity. You typed your name and her name into the search bar and waited for the results.
The were thousands.
'Why is Calum with Missy? I wanna be respectful and everything but she is a total bitch. Plus him and [Y/N] are so much cuter together.'
'Ughhh Calum what are you doing?! [Y/N] is such a better match for you! Missy isn't worth all the trouble she causes!'
You still thought the name Precious suited her better.
"Luke, have you seen all these tweets?" You shouted to him.
"Which ones?" He called back.
"The fams tweets? The ones about me being a better match for Calum that Prec- Missy."
"I know that you call her Precious babe, you don't have to hide it. It suits her better anyway." He laughed, and started to jog over to you.
"Yeah, I've seen their tweets."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
At this point he was sitting next to you, scrolling through the tweets.
"I thought you'd have seen them. They tweet you about it all the time."
"Really? How haven't I seen these tweets?"
"This is one of the reasons Precious hates you," Luke informed you.
Luke's phone buzzed, signalling a notification of some kind. He checked his phone and his expression changed from normal to shocked in two seconds.
"What?"
"Go check Calum's Twitter! Now!" He urged.

'Are you ever going to realise that you're so much better with [Y/N] than Missy? Fucks sake Calum.'
A fan had tweeted, to which Calum had replied:
'I've always known that [Y/N] is better in every way. I don't think she feels the same though, sorry.'

You were immediately bombarded with tweets questioning whether you liked Calum or not. Oh god.
You turned to Luke for advice. He shrugged, like he hadn't got a clue, but then pointed to your phone.
"Tweet him back."

'@ Calum5SOS you idiot. I'm on my way to yours, I'll see you soon.'

---

"Luke I'm nervous," you whispered. You were stood outside the door to Calum's apartment, but you couldn't bring yourself to walk in.
"You'll be fine, [Y/N]. He likes you."

You opened the door and waved bye to Luke. You were immediately greeted by a pacing Calum.
"Hey," he said breathlessly. He seemed nervous.
"Hi," you breathed back, "so... Have you chosen?"
He looked confused for a second, but then realisation dawned upon him.
"You heard."
"Yeah. Sorry."
He nodded.
"I've chosen. It's not exactly like it was a big decision for me though. It wasn't a hard choice to make."
"W-why?"
"I couldn't live without you, [Y/N]. Of course I chose you. I didn't even need to think about it."
You smiled in relief.
"You did?"
"Of course I did, you idiot. I'd be lost without you. And... Uh..." His face flushed red.
"Well I... I love you, [Y/N]. And I only want to be with you. Even the fam think we should be together."
A smile toyed at your lips, and you stepped towards him.
"I love you too, Cal."
His lips urgently pressed to yours. God this felt good. This felt right. He pressed you against the wall, so that you could feel his entire body against you. You fit together perfectly.
Finally, you had him.