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Callum never slept well. He was plagued with the guilt of all the stupid shit he had said to his friends about you. God, you was perfect. The way they laughed, their smile, everything about them.
He couldn't bear to imagine the look of heartbreak and betrayal on you's face if they found out the horrible person he really was. Fuck, Callum was going to puke if he thought about it too much.
He could hear you shuffling around, clearly still awake and Callum knows better than to let his loving boyfriend suffer alone. With a groan, Callum props himself up on his elbow and opens his eyes. "Hey, babe. You alright?" He asks, rubbing his eyes.
As Callum's eyes adjust to the dark, he sees that you is crying. His concern for his boyfriend grows and he reaches out, stroking his boyfriend's back comfortingly. "Hey, hey, hey. It's okay. What'd wrong, baby? I'm here for you." He says softly as you just stares at their phone for... some reason.
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