Calum and I go straight up to my room. Once we step into my large room, I immediately lock the door behind me. Calum gives me a funny look, and I quickly explain the whole Harry situation but leaving out what he said, because I don't feel like Calum needs to know that. After I tell Calum all he needs to know, he doesn't talk about it much and I am thankful for that. I feel if we were to talk about it it would pull me back to him, make me feel bad. Or it could make me even more angry at him. He knows very well that I am extremely sensitive about my father. Harry doesn't seem to mind about his. He wasn't close to his father like I was to mine. That's most likely why he said it too, he knows what I tell him on how I feel, but he will never fully understand or feel the pain of having to watch your mentor, the one you love most in this world, just disappear and never come back. Something was ripped from me the day my father died. It was like I lost a limb. I walked around with an empty heart for years until I finally got over the fact that he was gone. That was until one of the people I love most in this world drained my heart again. Harry really should have known better.
Calum plops down onto my large bed with plain white covers, and pats the open spot next to him. I gladly walk over and gently sit on the edge of my bed. Calum groans. "Oh c'mon, your sitting all the way over there?" He makes a pouty face witch makes me laugh. I'm laughing, for real. Who would have thought at a time like this I could be laughing. I smile at him and move in, close to him. "There we go." He smiles back and guides me to lean on him just the slightest bit. He grabs the remote that was sitting on my perfectly made bed, and switches on a movie I've never heard of before but decide to watch it anyways. I reach for the covers, and motion for him to get under them. We both slide into the warm bed and snuggle in tight. I usually wouldn't be doing this on the "first date" but I just need this right now. The movie is cute, a little boring, but it's sweet. I think it's called About Time.
Just about in the middle of it I feel my eyes getting heavier. I place the half eaten pizza slice back in the box that is on his lap, and close my eyes. I can feel him shift under me to make sure I'm comfortable. His arm wraps around my back and rests his hand on my outer thigh.
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I can hear a faint slam in the distance. It's muffled and faint, but it was definitely there. Later I hear loud footsteps. Still muffled but louder then the slam. Then I can literally hear the door swing open and slam back against the wall. My eyes shoot open to the sight of a steaming angry Harry. Not this. Not now. I look up at Calum, and he doesn't look the least bit phased. Harry makes the first move and strides over to where we were comfortably laying moments ago. How did he even get into my room if it was locked? I look over at the doorknob and there is a small hair pin stuck in the lock. What the hell Harry.
I don't move. I can't move. Calum is still sitting as if Harry hadn't even walked in. I glance back and fourth between the two of them, terrified of what's yet to come.
"What the fuck do you want." Calum says harshly. I have to say I was not expecting that. Harry looks just as surprised as I am. He stands there thinking of what to do or say. Seconds later, he raises and eyebrow and I can practically see the little lightbulb go off in Harry's head. He has an idea, probably not a good one. My hearts racing, and my breathing clearly increases.
"Shh it's okay. You don't have to worry about him." Calum says to me while tightening his grip on my thigh just a little. It slightly soothes me, in an odd way.
"Don't fucking touch her." Harry spits. I can hear the venom behind his words and it gives me chills. Calum bravely swings his other arm around me, and his hand rests right on my rear.
"That's fucking it!" Harry screams and stomps over to the side of the bed Calum is currently laying on, and wraps his long fingers around Calum's bicep and rips Calum of the bed. The covers fly off the bed along with Calum and I shriek. I really don't understand why Harry would be acting this way unless something happened between him and Calum in the past.
"Come at me bitch." Calum says cooly. I scurry up on my feet on the other side of the bed not quite sure what to do, if anything. Harry climbs on top of Calum and wraps his legs tightly around his abdomen, and throws the first punch right to Calum's jaw. I can hear the crack of bone from where I'm standing and I cringe at the sound. I need to stop this. But I'm afraid one of them will hurt me if I try to stop it.
Calum's knees come up and connect with Harry's spine sending him forewords right over Calum. He wipes the blood coming from his lip and swings at Harry, but misses. Harry quickly recovers, puts both hands on Calum's shoulders and shoves back, hard. Calum goes flying towards the floor. I have to move but I can't. I just stand and watch as two people I care about hurt each other.
More punches are thrown at both of them and I finally step up.
"Stop!" I scream as loud as I can and it burns my throat, but I ignore it. They both stop and look at me for a second then go at it again as if I weren't even in the room. I march over to where the two boys are and stand there shaking waiting for one of them to acknowledge me screaming at them. They don't. I toughen up and step closer. I wrap my shaky hand around Harry's collar and pull as hard as I possibly can. I hear the tear in his shirt as I pull him back off of Calum. The force of the pull makes me go down with him. His back crashes against the wall, leaving a small dent, and my arm collides with the small glass table next to my bed, shattering it. Small pieces of glass dig into my skin and it hurts like nothing I've ever felt before. I've never broken anything or gotten stitches before, so this hurts. A lot. Harry stands up and starts screaming at Calum again. I just sit there and hold my arm out in front of me and watch as the blood slowly starts dripping on the carpet. The pain is excruciating. But I don't cry. I just sit there. Finally Harry looks at me and his face pails.
"Oh my god." I see him run over to me, and I think he's taking his shirt off but I can't really see...everything is going blurry. I feel a fabric wrap around my arm and it hurts but it's stopping the blood.
"Luna! Luna cmon stay with me!" He takes me into his arms and lifts me off of the floor. I look over at Calum and I think he has a phone to his ear. Most likely calling an ambulance. I don't think I need one though....my hearing starts to go out and I get really tired. I just need to sleep, I think, but I can't talk. I try to tell him to just put me down. But I can't. And soon enough everything turns black.
