I Am The Father? (C.T.H)

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A Few Months Later

P.O.V CALUM

You haven't had any contact with the guys yet. You walk back home from therapy. You walk into the apartment and you hear your father talking. "Yes, I also think he should pay for it, but if she doesn't want to then we can't force her." You stand at the door and you listen. "I'm going to call her on Wednesday. Make sure she is at your place."

"Thank you for your call. We're going to fix this. I'll call you Wednesday. Bye." Your father hangs up the phone. And you walk into the living room.

"Hi, dad." "Hi Cal, how was therapy?" "It went well. Who were you on the phone with?" "That is none of your business."

"Come on dad, you can tell me." "No, I can not. It's someone's secret." "Why is everyone in my family acting so secretive. Mom and Mali first, and now you too?"

"Cal, you have to focus on your therapy. the rest will come later." You nod and ask. "Dad, what's going on? I just want to know."

"I do not know what you're talking about. I just have to solve something about my work. And what your mother and Mali do I don't interfere."

"Dad, I know you're all keeping something secret from me. Just tell me." "Calum, I'm not going to argue with you. Go to your room."

You walk to your bedroom and continue writing songs.

You decide to try calling Luke, but you have a new number because you live in England.

LUKE: Hello, who's this?
YOU: Hi Luke, it's Calum.
LUKE: Why do you call?
YOU: You are still angry?
LUKE: We are all mad at you.
YOU: I'm so sorry. I ruined it. (Y/N) lost her job because of me. Maybe she's homeless because she can't pay the bills anymore. And it's all my fault.
LUKE: She's not homeless yet. Otherwise, your mother will take her in.

You sigh.

YOU: Why I called. I'm working on a song.
LUKE: Okay, call me on Skype. And let me hear it?
YOU: It's not finished yet. And maybe you can help me?
LUKE: Yes of course.

You hang up the phone, open your laptop, and call Luke via Skype. You pick up your guitar and start playing.

I could fly a thousand oceans.
But there's nothing that compares to
What we had, and so I walk alone.

Maybe you've already moved on.
But the truth is I don't want to know.

Nothing lasts forever.
Nothing stays the same.
So why can't I stop feeling this way.

Torn in two.
And I know I shouldn't tell you.
But I just can't stop thinking of you
Wherever you are.
You.
Wherever you are.
Every night I almost call you.
Just to say it always will be you.
Wherever you are.

YOU: That's what I have now.
LUKE: Cal, why are you writing about (Y/N)?
YOU: My dad had my phone and wouldn't give it back to me. So I get a pen and paper. I started writing what I thought of first, and that was (Y/N).
LUKE: It sounds good by the way.
YOU: Thanks Luke, so you help me continue writing?
LUKE: Hell yes, this is going to be a good song.