Naomi's PoV

The plan wasn't working according to plan and I didn't know what to do to fix it. The leak about Poppy's cancer was supposed to turn everyone against her because she didn't tell them but instead, everyone just seemed to like her more. She was more normal, more likeable, she's true to life, realistic. Whatever stupid words they said, they were praising her. Calum seemed even more loved up than I'd seen before too, proving to everyone that he was serious about Poppy and what she meant to him. The bad things that had happened had seemed to bring them closer together which wasn't what I was wanting. Not in the slightest. It was meant to drive a wedge between them, cause him to leave and come to me. Hell I was even pregnant now with a kid who would look like Calum, yet I was alone. Calumless.

I wasn't going to take this anymore. I couldn't and wouldn't raise this kid without him. That wasn't the plan. He just needed a little more coercing into leaving the new girl. Yeah, that's what I'll do.
Quickly throwing some clothes on, I headed for the door, ready to leave my flat and head to his hotel room.

This was the perfect time. Poppy was in hospital and everyone would be asleep so no-one would interrupt or convince Calum of going against me. I was free to use my charm and persuade him that I was significantly better than Poppy in every aspect. He'd be a fool to deny it.

With a skip in my step I rushed through the dark streets towards the hotel, knowing which one it was from when I followed the band after they had left the airport following Poppy And Calum's teary goodbye. All I'd have to do was find his room number. I quickly adjusted my clothes to look very revealing and headed up to the receptionist.

"Hi there. I've been booked for Calum hood? He told me he was at this hotel." I made sure to give the receptionist a sneaky peek of my skin as I tried my best to sell the idea that I was a sex worker. I knew she would probably buy that idea the most for young celebrities.

"Here's your visitors pass. He's in room 403. Please don't make too much mess or noise." She said, the last sentence spat with venom as if she looked down on me. It was hilarious though as she had no idea who I really was and what I was really going to do to Calum.

Calum's PoV

Laying in the hotel room alone, without Poppy to cuddle up to, was possibly one of the hardest things to deal with. I could speak to her during the day and seeing her beautiful face for a few minutes during my packed day was enough to get me through it - but this time, where you're laying alone and your mind is racing. This was the worst.

My eyes were forced shut one more time, my mind repeating over and over that I needed to sleep. It was three in the morning. After a moment, I gave up again, deciding that staring at the ceiling was just as productive. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and lit up the room. I rolled over and stretched out to grab it, seeing Poppy's name flash up with a message. In an instant, I opened it and read it, my smile back straight away.

Babe: I know you're probably asleep but I can't sleep and just wanted to say I miss you

It was barely a second before I was responding, an excited flutter in my stomach as I thought about Poppy and how I was finally talking to her. I may have spoken with Sam earlier so I knew that she was okay but to hear from her was so much better.

Me: I miss you too Poppy. So much.

Babe: you're awake??

Me: yeah because you're not here

The cold, empty feeling in the bed beside me was killing me. All my head could do was remember every other time that we were together and how great it had felt, meaning this felt so much worse.

Babe: 😭 I wish you were here
Babe: scrap that
Babe: I wish I was there. Don't want to be in hospital any more

Me: it's fine, everything went well and you've hopefully kicked ass!

Babe: I know, just feel like I spend more time in these than with you. It's like I'm on shift again.

I could sense the upset despite her not being beside me. The way she had worded it had made me realise she was unhappy and I couldn't bear that. She needed something good to take her mind off of everything else with Naomi and the cancer. I needed to sort those out while she had a good time.

Me: tomorrow is going to be a memorable day for you so just focus on that

Babe: what? Why?

Me: it's a surprise 🤫

Babe: you're too good for me 😘

Me: you're just getting what you deserve. We've had a rough time recently and I thought we could do with something good

Babe: honestly it sounds amazing thank you
Babe: sorry got to go the nurse is here
Babe: love you 🥰

I felt alone the second I read the last few messages, feeling like she had been ripped away from me without my consent. I needed her here, wanted her beside me. I missed her. I imagined how scared she must have felt. One moment she was being knocked out to have a surgery and when she woke up everyone knew her diagnosis and she was stuck in hospital for a few days without anyone to help her. No one was beside her holding her hand or hugging her. We were all getting on with our own lives...

There was a quiet knock at the door. Who on earth could that be at this time of the night?