Calum's POV
"Are you okay, Cal?" Mali asks, she's fixing herself getting ready for her flight just a few hours later.
I'm inside her room, don't know what I'm doing. I don't know, just hanging with her until she leaves, I guess.
"I'm fine, just tired." I smiled at her. Her bags are already packed. Everything she needs are ready. The only thing not ready is her. She keeps looking at the mirror studying every features.
"Liar," she says, now she's straightening her hair. Girls, they take too long to get ready. I should be used to her, she's been like this since we were younger. "Is it about a girl?" Her smile is creepy. She's looking at me through her mirror and I couldn't help but laughed.
"No." I deny.
"You know, if you were Pinocchio your nose would be as long as my hair by now,"
I sigh.
She knows me so well. Sometimes I fear she might do something off that will embarrass me. Either way I love her, she's my only sister.
"Anna, you like her don't you?" She asks, I roll off her bed and covered my face with a pillow. "Then why don't you ask her to be your girlfriend?" I wish it was that easy. I like her, then I'll ask her to be my girlfriend and hopefully she says yes. But that's not it. Yes, we kissed. That's enough proof she likes me back but I don't what happened.
"I see the way you look at her Calum," she interrupts my train of thoughts.
"She's leaving," was the only thing I say. "Let's not talk about it, alright?" I snapped.
She raises both of her hands, like she just got caught. "Fine alright, geez. Chill!" She laughs.
I got up from her bed and fixed my hair, "Hurry up, you take so long to get ready," I said and stormed off to the living room where my dad is sitting. Reading a book. I took my phone from my pocket and went to my camera roll.
God she's so beautiful.
I mentally slapped myself. I shouldn't be thinking about her. Anna is damn confusing. She's so complicated. But I find myself getting into her world and try to figure out how to fix things. How to fix her.
I look through more photos of her. That I took without permission. There's one when we went for ice cream. There's one at Ashton's party where she's smiling brightyly and talking in front of everyone. There's another photo of her sleeping peacefully on the couch when I came over in the middle of the night.
What is happening to me?
I've never been this confused in my entire life. I'm sure I like her but Luke, he's my best friend. I know he likes her too, fuck this. Nobody hated this kind of situation but me.
"You coming with us to the airport, son?" My dad speaks, not looking at me. But he's still reading his book.
"Yeah," I say.
"Are you all right Calum?" My dad put his book down on his lap and looked at me puzzled.
Why the fuck would everyone assume I'm not okay?
Maybe because I'm really not.
"Yes dad," I answer. "I'm okay. Don't mind me," I try to give him a small smile and kinda succeeded.
***
"I'm going to miss you," Mali whispers to my ear as she hugged me so tightly.
"I'm gonna miss you too," I softly brushed her hair with my fingers.
