You and Calum we're best friends since you two were both pretty young. But things changed this year as you both started getting feelings for each other. You have been now dating for almost a year and you shared an appartment together.
"Y/N!!!!!" Calum screamed from the bathroom. You ran to the bathroom thinking that Calum might have hurt himself. "What's wrong? Is everything ok?" You asked him concerned. " I'M GROWING FACIAL HAIR, LOOK I HAVE STUBBLE" Calum said enthusiastically. You walked towards him smiling and looked at his cute little stubble.
You reached your hand to touch it. Calum grabbed your wrist hard before you could feel the delicate hairs. "I said look not touch" Calum said angrily.
Calum let go of your wrist and grabbed your head instead, smashing it into the bathroom mirror. Blood starting dripping down your forehead. He then grabbed his new razor and started shaving your face hard.
Your face was scarred with no skin left. Calum let out a laugh and then broke your spine, glad with himself that you were finally dead.
I mean when someone says look, you don't touch. Lesson learnt?
