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I Told You I Was Mean // Calum Hood

Request; Yes
Summary; Fame begins to change Calum and he cheats on his fiancé, (Y/N). 


Once again you found yourself sleeping alone. It’s been 2 weeks since the boys got back from their tour and you were happy to finally have your Calum in your arms. Life had other plans for the two of you… well Calum did.

These past 2 weeks had been like torture for you, consisting of heated arguments and lonely nights. Calum had been coming home late completely wasted and rumors were beginning to spread that he wasn’t happy with his girlfriend, now fiancé, of 4 years and sneaking around having threesomes with random groupies. There were also rumors going around that he was getting involved with bad influences in the industry and falling into substance abuse, which to your dismay, weren’t rumors. He was acting out and he made it practically impossible to approach him,  he doesn’t open up to you anymore. All these rumors that were surfacing, you didn’t want to hear them. They weren’t true. You were a happy fiancé that was going to get married in a couple months to a wonderful boyfriend and have tons of babies maybe even have 2 dogs and you’ll two will move live in the suburbs to raise your family. At first you didn’t want to believe it…

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Russell Tovey thanks his dad for not allowing him down the effeminate path.

I knew my aversion to Russell Tovey was warranted.  Y'all think I’m judgmental, but really, I’m just perceptive and I can smell the bullshit even through a TV screen.  Check out this cute little passage from Russell Tovey’s interview with The Guardian:

“I feel like I could have been really effeminate, if I hadn’t gone to the school I went to. Where I felt like I had to toughen up. If I’d have been able to relax, prance around, sing in the street, I might be a different person now. I thank my dad for that, for not allowing me to go down that path. Because it’s probably given me the unique quality that people think I have.”

Dammit, Dad!  Why didn’t you make me more manly?!

Oh wait, you forced me to play baseball when I didn’t want to.  You forced me to play football when I didn’t want to.  You forced me to go on construction jobsites with you when I didn’t want to.  You forced me to play with those terrible, bad-ass boys in the neighborhood (and get beaten up all the time) when I didn’t want to.

Maybe I was just meant to be a sissy and there was nothing my dad could have done about it and maybe Russell Tovey is a dick who pats his dad on the back for “making” him Grindr Masc.

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