Poppy's PoV

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't forgiven completely, but after Ashton came to me and explained the backstory behind the manipulative snake that was Naomi, everything seemed to make a little more sense. She was a user, a pathological liar and an emotionally abusive girlfriend. How Calum even made it through what she put him through was quite a feat in itself and it made me even more proud of him. What I couldn't understand, though, was why she was back now of all times trying to get back into his life and ruin it all over again. She'd had her chance back then and she'd failed, what was a second try going to achieve?
Her charm was undeniable, don't get me wrong; she was a beautiful confident woman who knew how to dress and what to say and do to get a man flustered and Calum had seen it firsthand so she knew exactly what things would make him sweat.

When he pulled me in for a hug, telling me how he'd said no to her, I could physically feel the tension in his body and it made me yearn for him, to help him and touch him. As much as I didn't want to praise him for resisting another woman, because to me that was the whole point in being in a relationship, I was so thankful that he did - especially one who had such a hold over him and his emotions. From what Ashton had explained, that would have been a really tough moment for him. He had made me laugh with how he explained it though, hitting the nail on the head but adding a comedic value to it.
Imagine your favourite celebrity or idol suddenly coming into your room, half naked and raring to go. Would you say no? 

Calum doted on Naomi at one point, thinking the world revolved around her as she drunk up everything she needed from him; the money, the fame, the entrance to the celeb world. Calum had ignored the advice of his band mates and nearly lost them and his family because he was so drunk on her love. This was her second go at ruining his life. The more people he lost, the less people he'd have to help him out of whatever pit she'd throw him in when she'd milked him dry.
It only angered me more that she had tried it, hoping our relationship and bond wasn't strong enough to refuse her. Well she was wrong. And so help me, I was going to use every trick in my book to prove to her that she was nothing to him any more. Calum had me. New me. Poppy mark two. New and improved. Fitter, healthier, prettier and now, the queen of confidence. She wasn't going to know what hit her. Calum wasn't going to know what hit him either. I wasn't going to take this lying down, if she wanted Calum she'd have to fight me for him.

"I'm so glad to see you." He beamed, unsure of what to say or do now that I'd come back without shouting or hating him. I let out a small smile.

"I was upset but it can be worked out." I said simply as I put my head to his chest, listening to his fast heart rate, wondering if that was because of me or her.

"Poppy, I'm so sorry. Believe me I know it shouldn't be that hard to say no to her and I shouldn't be trying to get praise for resisting but-" Calum began but I placed a finger on his lips, silencing him in an instant.

"I know. I understand." I soothed, running my finger over his lips before pulling him closer to me and kissing him. He hungrily kissed me back, as if he hadn't seen me in years and had lots to make up for, his hands not knowing where to rest as he felt every inch of my body. I grabbed them suddenly, parking them on my lower back as I put my arms around his neck, enjoying every moment. Calum finally pulled away from me, his eyes drinking me in.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he growled as I stepped back from him with a mischievous smile.

"I know." I bit my lower lip, teasing him as I lowered the straps of my summer dress, allowing it to fall free from my body before kicking it out of sight. Calum was quick to rush me, enveloping me in a hug as he picked me up and carried me towards the bed. He lay me down carefully before he yanked his own shirt off, his lips quick to find me again as if it's be detrimental to us to be apart for a few seconds.

"I love you Poppy." He said in between kisses. He stopped to look deep into my eyes, to read what I was thinking.

"I love you too, Cal. We'll get through this." I offered him words of encouragement, pulling him into a hug. Suddenly, his phone began to vibrate on the bedside table. Not once, twice, three times... it was constant. We exchanged glances before I leant over, grabbing his phone and throwing it over to him without even looking at the screen. If we were ever going to work, I'd need to trust him and show him that I didn't need to check up on him. He offered me a small thankful smile as he unlocked his phone, that beautiful smile falling instantly. His eyes scanned the screen for a few moments, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to work out what was happening. Blankly, he handed his phone over to me to see. I took a deep breath in to prepare myself and looked down.

Unknown Number:

Hey babe.
I hope you don't mind I got your number from a friend.
It was lovely to see you today, it really reminded me of the old days 😘
If and when you get bored with the new girl, I'll be waiting for you. Text me.
I'll be thinking of you.
Naomi xxxxx

I threw the phone away from us both, it just landing at the bottom of the bed.

"When you get bored of me?" I repeated, my confidence showing how little I was fazed by her message. "Well, I'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen."