"Calum?"
He snapped out of his thoughts, trying to fake a smile one more time to stare at his beautiful girlfriend. "Yes, babe?"
"You were spacing out," she frowned.
His smile faded. "I'm sorry."
As those words left his mouth, guilt rushing through him. Sadness filled his heart one more time, when he should've been happy with his beautiful girl. He wanted to cry when he should be kissing his girlfriend.
He was feeling guilty because he thought he dissapoint her by not listening what just she said. And he felt guilty because he didn't listen to her earlier, because he thinks he was too selfish by being busy in his own world.
"Nah, it's okay," she smiled, a pure smile on her lips. It made Calum smiled too, but the guilt hadn't left him.
He felt bad. He wanted to be a good person for her, but just by not listening to what she said earlier tells him that he's not. He wanted to cry. And one more thing, he wanted to cry because he's questioning about the fact that he couldn't stop feeling miserable over little things.
Only God knows how fucked up he is.
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