Never
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This idea came to me last night when I was reading an old blurb by the lovely anarchyaustralia and after chatting with her about it this idea came to light.
Trigger warning: CONTAINS SADNESS AND MISCARRIAGE PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE .
Calum Hood had given you the best eight years of your entire life.
It took him two years of close friendship to finally get your attention. Countless dates and failed relationships on both yours and his ends, making you realize what you had in front of you, what you had in each other. He’d given you two beautiful years of the best friendship of your life before he finally asked you out on a date. It was the worst date you had ever been on, way worse than any of the douche bags you’d been with before, but at the end of the night you found yourself in the backseat of Calum’s SUV, legs tangled together and the radio playing lowly as he held you to his chest, laughter filling the air and healing all that had gone wrong on that date. From the reservation being cancelled to Calum’s elbow bruising your cheek while he tried to open the bottle of wine, all it took was his warm embrace and his laughter to make it all better again. The dates that followed for two more years after were the best of your life. You spent so much time being smitten with Calum, smiling every single time he crossed your mind, the sun seeping from your pores every time he crossed your mind.
