“Don’t say it’s over” Calum pleaded again.
“I cannot stay with someone who cheated. It seems like the whole world is laughing at me because I was so oblivious to everything that was going on. It’s all over the magazines, headlines over headlines, thousands of notifications on twitter, tumblr, it’s even on the fucking TV , Calum. How do you think it feels? You were holding hands with that goddamn girl after you came from a romantic dinner. You don’t even took me out once in the past six months!” You yelled at the dark haired boy.
“It’s paranoia. You’re seeing things, Y/N” he tried to reason.
“Oh, of course. That’s all just my fantasy. It makes random girls magically appear next to you. Let me guess: Because I wish for it, right?” You couldn’t calm down. He was getting on your last nerves.
“Media is just playing some tricks on your mind again. They probably got bored and needed another story” he shrugged. Calum didn’t see these articles as a problem since he knew he didn’t cheat on you. You weren’t that sure and his calm irritated you.
“You just let them influence our realtionship way too much!” Now it was your boyfriend who was getting angry. “Do they fucking control you? Because I think so. Y/N, you know me better than I. I would never do this to you. I love you! I’m innocent.”
You huffed not believing him, leaving the room. You couldn’t face him any longer.
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