It's Just Living | c.h

22- Once

Calum's POV:

The performance yesterday was amazing but all I could think about was Kate, it has been a month since the Starbucks meet-up and I just can't stop thinking about her. It's madness.

The boys haven't noticed that I have been so starstruck so at least I'm safe from them, but my thoughts I'm not safe from. I just want them to shut up.

Kate's POV:

"Harry, please just don't get mad." I plead my brother.

"Your talking to one of.. Them." His voice comes out sour and it makes me cringe.

His band has been rising majorly the past month and he is doing amazing. But he's still a protective brother, he found out about Calum.

"You know how much my band means to me! You can't do that Kate!" His voice is strangled in his thoughts obviously suffocating him.

"IT WAS ONLY ONCE!" I don't loose my temper easily but he can't win this one.

"ONE TIME TOO MANY!"

"URGH! YOUR INFURIATING!" I slam my door in his face sulking.

"AT LEAST IM NOT BACK-STABBING!" He shouts at my door.

"YOU NEVER LET ME DO ANYTHING!"

"IM ONLY TRYING TO PROTECT YOU!"

"I ONLY NEED TO BE PROTECTED FROM YOU!" I start to sob when I hear his footsteps storm down the hallway.

I may have pushed too far on that last one but I just want him to leave me alone, for once.

Calum's POV:

"Michael please just go away, she's just a girl." Michael is the only one who has found out about Kate and I'm both relieved and scared at the same time.

"Is she pwweeeetttyyy?" He winks, loudly emphasising in his words so that everyone in the apartment can hear; Luke+Ashton. Thanks Michael.

Right on queue Luke and Ashton run into my bedroom and ask the same question in sync, "who's pweety?" There puppy eyes turn to mischievous puppy's that just chewed up your whole wardrobe.

I fall back onto my bed groaning. Great. "Knowone, okay?"

"Nope, we want to know the details." Of course.

"Leave me alone."

"No."-Luke

"Leave."

"No."- Ashton

"Leave... Please."

"Nope."-Michael, "you might as well just tell us Mr Lover-Boy."

"I'm not in love! I was a few text messages to someone I don't even know or like!"

" Geez. Thanks." A muffle voice comes to my phone in my back pocket.

Kate's POV:

I wipe my face from my tears and pick up my phone dialling Calum's number. He picks up shortly after but he is in a convocation. I listen intensely so I hear everything... "Nope." A male voice, but not Calum's, "You might as well just tell us Mr Lover-Boy." Are they talking about me?

Another voice comes into the phone a lot louder so they must be close the the phone, maybe Calum. "I'm not in love! I was a few text messages to someone I don't even know or like!"

My chest aches and I can't help but speak, "Geez. Thanks." And end the call deleting his contact almost instantly. I hate boys.