5SOS Imagines

Calum - Wrong Number Darlin'

Requested: Can you do one where you're really mad so you call a random number and tell them your problem and it ends up being one if the boys?

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"I hope she was worth it you despicable douchebag!" You scream as you slam your front door shut and fall to the ground pulling your knees to your chest, gasping for air through the sobs wracking your body.

Your boyfriend, correction, ex-boyfriend, had the decency to finally tell you that he had been sleeping with another girl for the past six months of your relationship. You pull on your hair in exasperation as you continue to sob and memories of the evening's earlier events race through your mind.

"Well, maybe if you would've put out more I wouldn't have had to go looking!" He hissed.

"Are you really trying to blame YOUR cheating on me not sleeping with you enough?!" You screamed.

"I'm just saying it wouldn't have hurt if you tried more!"

You let out a sinister laugh and shake your head in disbelief.

"You're disgusting! Get out! Get the hell out of my house now!" You screamed and threw a vase against the wall.

"Fucking crazy ass bitch." He muttered under his breath.

Your eyes look over to the wall where there's still some water stains and shards of broken glass from the vase scattered along the wood floors. You sniffle and wipe your eyes before pulling your phone from your pocket. You dial your best friend's number through blurry eyes and the sobs begin to shake your body once again as you hear the click of an answer on the other end. You begin speaking before she even has a chance to mutter a 'hello'.

"Y/F/N, he cheated on me! I can't believe it! The bastard has been having sex with some other girl behind my back for six months! Six months! And the best part is he blames it on me! Apparently I didn't have sex with him enough, so that justified his sleeping around! How could I have been so blind? Why do I only attract the cheaters? W-what's wrong with me?" You choke on your words as your tears fall harder.

"Erm-I-uh-you have the wrong number, ma'am." A male voice answers.

Your heart stops and you feel your face flush in embarrassment.

"O-oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I must've misdialed! I'm so sorry you had to hear all of that! I ca-"

"It's okay, darlin'." The guy chuckles softly before you hear some shuffling on the other end of the line. "I-uh-I may not know you, but I'm here if you want to talk?"

"N-no, that's okay. I've bothered you eno-"

"It really isn't a bother." He interrupts.

"O-okay, if you're sure." You stutter.

"I'm sure. My name is Calum by the way."

"Y/N." You mumble through a sniffle.

"So, Y/N, what exactly happened to cause a lovely sounding lady like yourself to be so upset?"

"My ex boyfriend has been cheating on me for the past six months, and he says it's my fault because I wouldn't have enough s-sex with h-him." You silently cry as the last few words slip your lips.

Calum huffs softly. "What a dick." He mutters.

"Tell me about it." You mumble.

"I'm sorry." He whispers apologetically.

"Don't be. It's my fault. I always pick the lose-"

"Hey! Don't say it's your fault. Nobody deserves that kind of treatment. You'll find your good guy eventually, darlin'."