Shaylene
"Keep in touch, okay?" I mumbled to Finn while I hug him tight.
"I promise." He rubs my back as he buried his face in my neck.
The person whom I trust the most is leaving me, the person who was there for me even with my worst. The only person who knows everything that I've been through. I hate to let him leave but I want him to be happy. I can't just stop him for my own sake.
I watch him disappear while he goes further. He turns back, trying to let out a smile as I tried to do the same thing, but failing.
I turn away, making my way out of here.
"Let me know if you're there already. I already miss you." I text Finn before putting it down beside me. I grab the remote but not turning the tv on.
"The television won't turn itself on you know, you need to press that button." Calum sat down next to me, pointing at the power button.
I ignore his annoying remark, the usual. I just want to go upstairs and just leave this guy here before we start a fight out of nothing.
"I heard your lover boy left." He looks at me.
"He's my best friend." I say while I play with the buttons on the remote.
"Don't be overly dramatic, it won't help."
And there it is.
"The guy who helped me get through all the bullshit you've put me in just left me and just so you know, he was the only person who was there for me when my parents died. I am so fucking tired of dealing with you, all you do is drag people down." I bite the insides of my cheeks while walking away from the living room, crying infront of him is the last thing I want to do right now.
I know I am being sensitive but I can't help it. Specially when it comes to my parents.
"Shaylene, wait!" He stands up while I make my way out. He was fast enough to hook his hand on my elbow and I turn to face him.
"Y...your parents...died?" His voice sounded so soft as if he was almost shaking.
"Just.....forget it." I say to him before running up to my room.
Calum
Regret. One word that sums up on what I feel right now. It's been a few hours now and she still haven't gotten down here. I wanted to follow her earlier but I know she would just push me away so I let her cool down for a bit. Without thinking about it, I got up and went upstairs.
I knocked on her door before opening it. There she was, lying on the other side of the bed, facing the window. And she was crying, hard.
"Shay, I'm sorry." But she still wasn't moving.
"And this time, I mean it." She looked at me for a few seconds, looking shocked. If I was her I would be too.
I walked towards her bed and leaned on the headboard "Come here." I state, gesturing her to come closer. She looked confused but she started scooting closer to me. I know this is something she never expected for me to do, ever. And I'm doing this just because she deserves to be treated right, nothing more nothing less.
But when she rested her head on my chest and her hand on my stomach, I feel like exploding. Something felt different, something that I felt before but haven't felt it for so long. But it feels like it's better than before. I hook my arm on her body, drawing lines on her back.
"I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for saying all those hurtful words even though I don't really know what is really happening in your life. I'm sorry that I always let you down. I didn't know what you were going through but I still said all that anyway. I'm sorry." I state and I can hear her sobbing
"It's okay, Cal. Sometimes it's all a bit too much. But it's fine."
Her voice was so soft and weak and I can feel her falling asleep into my chest.
"Hey, you should go to sleep. This day was already long enough for you. I'll be right here. Everything's fine." I whispered at the top of her forehead.
"Thank you." She whispered before her eyes slowly shut.
I wasn't expecting my day to end like this. It's hard to imagine that the girl who used to and surely until now, hated me and now we're all cuddled up on her bed. I am not regretting it though, I don't know why it felt so good to hold her.
I was startled by my phone ringing in my pockets. I make sure to pick it up as fast as I can, not wanting to wake her up.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"You have to look at the caller ID first before answering, that's how phones work I believe."
Loud and annoying voice. It's Ashton.
"I was in a hurry to answer, I didn't want to wake her up."
"Hold on, her?"
"Shaylene."
"Are you guys on a bed or something?"
"Yeah, she fell asleep on my chest, crying."
"What happened?"
"Kind of a long story. I'll tell you when you come over."
"Are you guys a thing now?"
"No. Ash, I know exactly where is this conversation going."
"How about we make a bet."
"No. Not happening."
"Why, that's how you usually do stuff with girls."
"He is not one of those 'usual girls', Ashton. And I know she is more than a bet."
"Well someone is whipped."
"Fuck off."
"Alright, I have to go now. Just so you know, I think she's the right one."
"Goodnight, dickhead."
I placed my phone on her nightstand before leaning back to her headboard. I didn't know that a smile already had formed in my lips.
After tonight, I felt guilty on spreading the rumor that she slept around with guys. She didn't deserve it. I just wanted to feel better about myself.
And now here I am, with the girl so miserable partly because of me. Here I am, wishing to turn back time and undo all the things I've done to her.
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