KitKat (a Calum Hood/5sos fanfic)

Seventeen: Lake side

I don't know how I manage to stand being around Calum after our break-up, it probably helps that we don't talk what-so-ever. I really want to hug him everytime I see him sad but I know that we'll end up back together and then there's the whole trust thing and it'll be complicated.

On Friday night I go to sit by the lake, across the lake there's a little farm with lanterns in the shelters that light up the water when it gets dark, the water reflects the stars and the moon. The whole place looks perfect, like a painting.

I sit on the dock with my legs dangling off the edge, I hear the soft sound of the water moving with the breeze and lapping at the sides of the boats. The gentle beat of the wooden boats clicking off of eachother is almost therapeutic.

"Thought I'd find you here," I hear someone say.

I turn to see Henry walking down the dock.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Nothing, it's just, we were meant to be having the best summer together, me and Calum but..." I stop myself from going on, looking at the water.

"Yeah, breakups are hard," he says patting my back. "Do you want to go for a dip?" he pulls his shirt off.

"No," I reply.

"Come on," he tries to pursuade.

"No," I say a little harsher this time.

"Don't you want to swim?" he asks.

"I don't want to talk about it," I say and truly I don't.

Swimming was always a traumatic part of my childhood. I almost drowned when I was learning to swim because they decided to teach me in the river but our old house and I got caught in a freak current, my dad saved me though, luckily. But I haven't swam since.

"Ok, I guess I'll have to ask another time," he smiles.

"Do you ever get home sick?" I ask.

"Yeah all the time, are you home sick?" he asks.

"Not really, I just miss my friends," I say.

"Invite them to visiting day," he suggests.

"Visiting day?"

"You don't remember visiting day, it's next Wednesday, and then there's another one two weeks later, you can use the office phone to call them if you can't find reception, as long as you log your call, Anne is quite obsessive with that stuff," he chuckles.

"I totally could, they'd probably end up having to chose between me and Calum though," I add.

"Ah, shared friends, that's the worst in breakups," he says.

We talk for about half an hour until we realise that it's getting late.

"I should head back to my cabin," I say standing.

"Oh yeah, so should I," he says standing too.

We walk off the dock and stand on the grass. There's a long silence between us, awkwardly, we hug and the silence continues as we move away from eachother. Henry rests his hands on my hips and I place my hands at his neck. He pulls me up to him until I can feel his breath on my face. He moves closer until our noses are touching and the breath catches in my throat.

"Sorry, I can't do this," I say pulling away.

"What? Is this because of Calum? You're not together anymore, it shouldn't be a problem," he almost screams at me stepping away.

"No, well yes, I just feel bad about it," I reply pacing a little.

"You need to get over him, I can help you," he practically begs.

"No, I really can't. You are part of the reason that we broke up too you know," I say now angry at his tone.

"How?" he yells. "In what way was it my fault?"

"Not all your fault but partially, you didn't have to throw food at Calum, fair enough yes it was immature of him to start it but you didn't have to continue," I say.

"Okay, I'm sorry, but I really like you and I think that you should give, us a chance," he says.

"I can't, I need to think, I need to get over Calum and... I'm sorry," I respond.

"Don't apologise just say you'll give us a try," he begs properly this time.

"No, I mean it would be different if I liked you back, but I can't, sorry," I answer and I run off.

I run to my cabin and open the door before collapsing on my bed and crying, summer camp is meant to be fun, it's meant to be a good thing to do, helping out, making you feel good, I didn't think it'd be this complicated. The worst thing is that I know Henry isn't the sort of guy to give up, so I have to be prepared for him to try and 'win me over'.

When I look up again I see a little piece of white paper trapped in my window. I get up and catch it when I open the window before it blows away. Instantly I recognise the handwriting as Calum's and read it:

Dear KitKat or Kat if you'd prefer,

I am sad about our break-up but I don't want to ruin our Summer so I would like it if we could at least try to be friend. I don't mind if it takes a while for us to talk again but I don't want to have ruined a perfectly good friendship. I heard about visiting day, if we can make up by then we can invite the guys and it won't be as awkward. Yet again I'm sorry

- Calum

I agree with Calum actually, I liked our friendship before we were a couple, we told eachother everything and I really loved spending time with him. I hope it doesn't take long for me to start talking to him again, because I really miss him, even if it is just as a person to vent to. There aren't many of those around at this damn campsite.

It takes a while for me to fall asleep that night, just thinking things over, I must only get a few hours sleep, so the next day is going to be horrid.

I wake up, shower and check my face in a mirror, my roots should be needing done by now but I can hardly tell until I realise that the hair colour is actually fading, just what I need, a great start to a great day. I get dressed and make my way down to the mess hall but I'm met by Ashley, Alana and Debby.

"So you and Henry?" Ashley says.

"Me and Henry what?"

"Don't play the fool, we saw you down at the lake last night," she says.

"The lake is the only romantic place here, you can't tell me nothing happened," Debby adds.

"Something nearly happened but... oh who am I kidding I can't talk about my love life with a bunch of thirteen year olds," I sigh.

"I'm nearly 14," Alana defends.

I shake my head.

"Calum was up early this morning wasn't he?" Ashley asks.

"I don't know was he?" I say.

"You didn't hear him? He was playing guitar down by the river at like 5am," Debby says.

That confuses me but as we get to the mess hall I have to leave them and get my own breakfast.