Therapy {ON HOLD}

Mates and nightmares

Calum's POV.
I couldn't stop thinking. She goes to therapy? For what? How long has she gone? I've only seen her like what, twice?
My mind was easing with thoughts and the curiosity was eating me alive. These same questions have been racing my mind every since i found out she goes to therapy, which was 2 weeks ago. She doesn't talk and I really really want to find out why. Obviously she can, but why doesn't she. At least, I've made her smile and sorta laugh, thats something.
It kind of worries me, knowing shes always upset because of something that has happened, that made her like this. Shes a really really cool girl.
"What are you thinking about." Michael came and sat next to me. He swung his arm but so it rested behind my head.
"Nothing." I felt my cheeks heat up and I held back the tiny smile.
"Oh come on man! Don't lie, tell me." Luckily Luke and Ashton weren't listening right now. They sat across from us talking to each other about who knows what.
"Its nothing, I'm just, thinking I guess." I shrugged.
"Thinking?" He questioned. "Well you've been 'thinking' for the past week. Is it about Daniela?"
"Its Danielle." I hissed. "And yes."
"What is it?"
"Well. I don't know really. Its just, theres something about her and I want to know what it is. But she isn't saying anything anytime soon." I sighed. "Literally."
"Why, is she that closed off?"
"That, and well she doesn't talk." I debated for a while whether I should mention it or not, but he's my best mate so might as well.
"What do you mean, she doesn't talk? she cant?" He turned his body more to my side, giving me his full attention.
"No, she can, she just, doesn't. She chooses not to." I explain. It sound pretty of when you say it but if you understood the situation it'd probably make more sense.
"So she basically put herself on mute?" Ashton spoke up. "Oh and by the way, you guys should talk lower, if you want to keep things on the low." he laughed.
"Damnit" I mumbled. Here comes a shitload of questions. "And yeah I guess thats a good way to put it."
"Wait wait wait, so she doesn't talk." Michael clarified. "So how do you guys interact? Why are you so hung up on her if you don't even know what she sounds like? She can sound like dying walrus for fucks sakes!" Michael laughed.
"Thsi isnt funny, clifford. And she has this white board she carries, and shes really cool." I mumbled and pouted like a child. "And she doesn't really go out, the most she has is to-" I cut myself off before I continued.
"Is to where?" Ashton and Michael said in sync. Luke just slouched in his seat, listening to us.
"To.. To therapy. at that one place near the diner." I looked down. I didn't even bother trying to change the subject or anything, knowing these guys; they wont leave it alone.
"Oh." Ashton was the only one who answered. Michael and Luke were left dumbfounded.
"You should invite her to our banding sometime." Ashton spoke up.
"really?! I beamed up.
"Yeah, you should." Michael finally spoke. I looked at both and squealed a little. A manly squeal by the way.
"I want to meet her." Luke smiled.
"Yes! This is awesome." I began pacing to the front door.
"Where are you going!" Luke yelled.
"I'm going to Danielle's house!"
"Wait, we still have practice!" Ashton yelled out.
"How about tomorrow! For sure!" I with that, I was out and on my way to Danielle's house.
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Danielle's POV *

I didn't sleep at all last night. I had one of the worst night mares I've had, ever since that day.
I felt like complete shit. I felt the bags under my eyes and my hair was a mess. I felt pale and drained from all the tears I shed last night. I was shaking the majority of the night but it stopped. I wasn't hungry, well I was but I knew that if I ate something; I'd feel sick to my stomach. I haven't drunken my pills today, and lately ever since I started taking them, I've been really really sad when I don't. Its an effect. I also have this attitude that even annoys me. I ignored my dad today when he came in to ask if I wanted anything specific to eat. I feel terrible but he hasn't bothered me since.
My cloudy mind cleared up when I heard a soft knock on the door.
I didn't want to get up, so I wasn't answering it.
"Uh, Danielle? Its Calum." Great someone else I have to ignore and feel bad for.
Ugh I wish I could just talk already. But I cant. The sadness fully took over 3 months ago. I felt like I needed inspiration to want to talk again, but all the reasons I had to talk, weren't enough.

The door knob began moving and an eye peeked in through the slight opening.
"Can I, uh, come in?" I nodded my head. he walked in wearing a black tank too and black jeans. He had a grey beanie on with an pompom and black vans.
"Are you alright?" He asked softly. Im pretty my dad at least warned him.
I shook my head.
"What happened?" My white board was all the way across my room on my desk. I point to it and Calum got up to get it for me. With my marker of course.

Its nothing, Im fine. Whats up?

"You know you can tell me, Dani." He looked sincere. "Can I call you dan?"
I nodded my head and began to write.

I know, but this has nothing to do with you! So don't worry about it.

"Um okay." He scartched the back of his neck.

What did you come here for

See what I'm talking about? I just cant seem to control my attitude today. Its like even pissing me off.
"Well, the guys and I wanted to know if you would like to come to our band practice tomorrow."
I know who 'the guys' are because he talks a lot about them. He's always telling me funny stories or the adventures they've been on. They all seem like rad guys. It would be cool to meet them. But I get anxiety when I meet new people.

I don't know, Calum.

"Aw come on. They're really cool guys and easy going. Its okay." He placed a hand on my knee and I gasped really loud, that it would sound like I accidentally swallowed something I shouldn't have.
"Sorry." he removed his hand and gave an apologetic smile.

Sure why not.
"Yes!" He excitedly jumped up. I gave a thin smile.
"Okay well, i have to get going now. I only needed to ask you that. Bye dani." He waved and walked out.

I'm not sure about this anymore.

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