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Sydney, Australia

It had been about 2 hours since they had gotten over staring at my boobs and we had been playing FIFA when michael had suggested that we play beer pong. I had eventually went and changed into one of Calum's t shirts before we got started. We had decided to set up a table on the back patio and they guys had invited some of their family over. It was Mali, Jack, and Celeste.

On teams it was Jack and Celeste, Luke and Michal, Ashton and Calum, and Mali and me.

Currently Ashton and Calum were losing to Jack and and Celeste by 3 cups. I walked behind Calum and wrapped my arms around him from behind. He was about to shoot his cup for redemption when I leaned up and whispered into his ear.

"Better not miss" I say seductively.

It was clear that the shots I had been taking were definitely getting to me.

And with that he sunk the white ping pong ball into the red plastic cup. I frown. He turns around and looks at me with his signature smirk.

"Nice try, babe" he says before turning around to continue the game.

Calum and I had always had these innocent flirting games we played...but ever since the night of the album release party they had become much less subtle.

I went to pour another shot of tequila when I noticed the bottle was empty.

"Hey Mikey, is there anymore tequila?" I ask

He looks up from the seat he was sitting in, beer in hand. "Ugh I don't think so, but there might be a bottle of vodka in the kitchen cabinet".

"I'll go check and see" I say as I entered the house.
I walked towards the kitchen when I noticed a familiar figure leaning against the counter drinking what appeared to be whiskey straight out of the bottle.

I look down at the bottle then back up to the face of my once boyfriend.

I ignore the site and walk past him and onto the liquor cabinet. I located the bottle of vodka on the top shelf and began to reach for it. Without luck I wasn't seeming to be able to succeed. I jumped few times, looking like a child reaching for the cookie jar when I hear "need a hand?"

I turn to him and look at him blankly. Before I could reply he reached past me and grabbed the bottle of alcohol and handed it to me.

"Ugh thanks" I say.

"No problem"

I stand there for a few more moments in awkward silence before heading towards the back door. As I'm walking I hear the plea from Luke "Kaydence, wait"

I turn to him and look, waiting for something -an apology, an explanation, anything. I needed to hear something that would give me closure on this whole thing. As bad and I hated it, I wanted peace of mind. To be able to move on.

"You look beautiful tonight...like always" I hear him say...almost whispering the last part.

I stand there in shock. Was he really doing this? Was he really playing those games? Why did he do this? Right when I'm ready to close the door on all of this he leaves it open wider than ever.

"Don't" is all I can manage to say and with that I walked out.

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