Calum's PoV

Slowly, I swung my legs around the edge of the bed and tiptoed over to the door where someone was still knocking. I unlocked it as quietly as I could and opened it just a touch, trying to work out who was behind the door before I opened if fully and revealed myself.

"Calum move will you? I've been waiting for ages!" Michael huffed as he pushed his way into my room to my surprise, his hair all messy and his face tired.

"Michael? What's up? What's happened?" I shut the door behind me and walked him over to the bed where he perched on the corner as he sighed heavily.

"I'm worried about crystal." He said sadly. "I mean we talk every day by video call but there's just something off with her. I don't know if I'm just overthinking it because she's there with the baby and I'm here missing everything or what. She just doesn't seem right at the moment." He ran his hands through his hair again, messing it up more. "I assumed you'd have trouble sleeping without Poppy being here so I thought I'd come and speak to you." I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. He seemed to relax ever so slightly.

"It's hard for both of you. Having a baby and pregnancy are very stressful and really both of you need the support of each other to go through it. It's a happy time but your life is about to change, most people worry a little about that. Maybe she's just having a panicked moment about how the kid will be if we're touring all the time or something?" I know it wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear but we both knew that the truth was the best thing for now. I'd thought about the same with Poppy, how we would manage the touring if we had a child, baring in mind she comes along with me. Would it be appropriate to bring a baby on tour?

"You're right." He said lowly. "I've been stressing that I haven't been there enough for her. I mean she has a scan tomorrow and I can't even be there with her for it. She's asking if she can do a call for me to see it live but otherwise she'll have to film it or send me pictures afterwards. It fucking sucks." He rubbed his hands over his face heavily. "But I love this job and our fans and performing. It's a catch 22." I nodded as I stood, quickly grabbing two bottles of water from the mini bar and handing him one.

"Believe me, I know how you feel. I was out there performing whilst Poppy went through surgery on her cancer. I feel like a failure." The two of us opened our hearts, finally letting those feelings out for the first time. We both had never realised the extent of what we were thinking and feeling until this very moment.

"But you're not. And I'm not. We just need to work out a new norm. Right? Adjust it to fit our lives." Michael said strongly, his shoulders finally picking up like his mood. "The girls are flying over to tour with us for a bit when we land in Moscow. We're then heading down to do the Asian tour before they fly back. They're with us for a while now and I feel like that might help everyone just to feel a little more normal." I nodded in agreement, making sure not to hint that Poppy is always with me.

"I think it'll be great. I could see just how happy everyone was when you called Crystal and the others were on the call. I've never seen Ashton and Luke so excited." I grinned, reminiscing. Suddenly another knock at the door caught our attention. This one was softer, yet seemingly urgent. Mike and I exchanged glances, a nervous feeling tightening my chest.

"I'll get it." Michael whispered as he headed over to the door, me following him a few feet behind just in case. Unlike me, he swung the door open, revealing Naomi wearing very little as she flashed her long legs and chest at the two of us, surprised to see Michael but also seemingly happy about it.

"Hey boys." She said sexily, trying her best to pose with her small baby bump.

"Get the fuck out of here before I call security." Michael spat, his eyes looking at her up and down in disgust. "And put some damn clothes on. You're gonna be a mom why are you going around like that?" He tried to slam the door shut but she held it open strongly, marching her way into my room with the two of us backing away from her as if she was dangerous.

"Naomi, you need to go. I already told you at the supermarket. I want nothing to do with you." I said harshly, through gritted teeth as I desperately tried to calm myself down. She hadn't listened to a word I had said then and made everything worse.

"Thats not what you normally say when Poppy isn't around. You tend to be all over me." Her bluntness caused Michael to spin round to me, his eyes widened in shock at her confession. I bit my lips together, desperate to keep my anger under control.

"That's a lie and you know it." I partially lied to save myself. "You stalked Luke and I and I told you to stay away from us. Then you stalked Poppy and released her news to the world?!" My voice raised, causing my throat to sting with pain. I'd had enough of her. Of everything about this sorry excuse of a woman. Naomi merely shrugged.

"She's not good for you." Naomi stated. "Or maybe it's the other way around, after all you've only just been strong enough to resist me the past couple of times." Ignoring what she had said, I continued on my rant. Mike merely stood between us, watching the two of us bounce off each other with snarky comments and insults.

"What made you think it was okay to leak Poppy's illness to the press?"

"I don't care about her or your relationship. She needs to go. You need to be with me and raise your child!" Mike's gaze shot over to me again.

"The baby isn't mine! We've never had sex." I snapped back, fury filling every cell in my body.

"That's not what the papers think." She said as she shrugged, causing my anger to overflow. I leapt to her, fists clenched but Michael jumped in and pushed me back. Naomi let our a scared squeal.

"Cal! Control yourself! She's a fucking pregnant woman." Mike hissed at me, shoving me towards the back of the room.

"She's ruined my life!" I said as I tried to get away from him, his grip too strong for me to escape. "She ruined Poppy's. She's a psycho!"

"Agreed." Michael added. "But you still can't hit a pregnant woman." I relaxed slightly, knowing his own thoughts were on Crystal.

"I just wanted to get her out of the room. I wasn't going to hit her." I sunk down, letting out a breath as I tried to take control again.

"Well, I can tell when I'm not wanted." Naomi said, turning her back on us. "But I'd be careful in the future Calum, or your hotheadedness will be front page news." She winked and blew a kiss to us as she sauntered away, leaving the two of us in silence, shocked and exhausted.