Amelia's P.O.V.
Calum's house has more times than once almost been like a safe haven. Ever since we met his whole family has been nothing but loving, and welcoming. If I was ever in a fight with my mom, I would end up here. If I was being forced into something that wasn't me at all at the palace, I would run to Cal's. Whenever someone hurt me or spoke to me like I was nothing, Calum would always welcome me into his home with arms wide open. Not just Calum, but his whole family. Mali was like the older sister I never had. That's not that hard to say when you grow up as an only child I guess. But regardless, Mali gets me almost as much as Calum does. Then his parents, Joy and David are the kind of people I wish my parents were. Now, my parents aren't terrible, my mom could loosen up a little, but sometimes it just feels like I'm looked at as some kind of porcelain doll and every single move I make is under constant surveillance. Calum's parents are warm. They're friendly, and they let Mali, and Cal do whatever they want within reason for the most part. It's the kind of normalcy I wish I was born into. But sadly I wasn't. I was born a Luis. A princess by blood, and that was the reality I was going to have to face.
Most girls would kill to be a princess, I know. I was practically raised on that saying. That life never appealed to me. They would dress me up in lace, and frilly girly things and I didn't want any part of it. I wanted to play outside, and roll around in the dirt, and catch bugs and play football with my friends. I'm still kind of the same, I mean I have a slight addiction to makeup, and I love skater dresses with a passion, but I still like to play rough. It would just be nice to be able to go out more and actually have my parents be okay with it. I remember one time I wanted to go to a concert so bad one year with Calum. It was a Bring Me The Horizon show, one of my all time favorite bands, and Calum, being the sneaky little shit he is got two tickets and gave them to me on Christmas morning. Trying to convince my mom to let me go was the biggest, most ridiculous argument I had ever had. So finally my father had stepped in and solved it. I could go, but Calum couldn't drive. I had to have my father's driver take me, and Calum had to drive up by himself. I would've fought that a little harder but Calum didn't mind because "as long as I get to spend the night with you, I'll be fine." Sometimes I like to think, "Wow, he's amazing, what did I do to deserve him in my life? He's going to make one girl someday really lucky."
This is surprisingly the first time I'm having a restless night at Calum's. Usually once I hit his bed I'm out, and I'm out for the night. I guess a lot is just weighing heavy on my conscience right now. Like why doesn't my mom like my best friend? Why can't my boyfriend get along with my best friend? Why Calum was blocked on almost everything on my phone? And most importantly the debacle about this note? What's so important about it that has Luke, Michael, Calum and everyone else so frantic. And if it was so important, why hasn't Calum just told me what was in it to my face already? Plus looking at how peacefully he's sleeping isn't helping much either. He really is a beautiful boy. His face is so relaxed, and he's so warm, and he always has his one arm extended, kind of like he always wants me to roll over into him so he can hold me. Usually that's what ends up happening anyway, but I just find it adorable that that's what he's so accustomed to.
I don't even remember how many minutes, have gone by, but it's 3 o' clock in the morning, I can't sleep and all I really want to do is talk to my best friend. If Calum weren't such a heavy sleeper shaking him awake would be the best option, but I know the only way to get this boy up is tickling him. I tried the violence thing once, he wasn't very happy after that. He isn't really happy after being tickled either but at least this way I'm not causing him pain. I don't even think twice before I wiggle my fingers across his sides, he moves a little but he's still not awake, that just means I have to go for the kill. The mother of all ticklish spots on this giggly boy. His neck. Nothing aggressive, just a slight brush of my hair across his neck, or near his collarbone and he'll bolt up. In one... Two... *Thump*
"You know... The point of that wasn't for you to end up on the floor. Or for you to flail like a fool." I tease, trying to contain my laughter in fear of waking up his sister who is in the next room over. He just glares up at me with tired eyes.
"It's 3 in the morning, I know your purpose was to wake me up... But why Mel? I'm tired and you used my weakness to your advantage." He states, the tiredness evident in his voice as he lifts himself up from the floor and back on top of his bed. Not getting under the covers though because he's Calum and he makes no logical sense.
"I couldn't sleep, I have a lot on my mind, and I wanted you to love me in a conscious state." I say lifting the other side of the comforter, hoping he gets the sign that I need to be cuddled. Luckily he picks up on my not so subtle hint and gets under the covers, laying back, allowing me to lay on his chest.
"Fair enough. What's got you so torn up Mel?"
"It's just silly little things. Like Luke, and my mom, the note.... The note is what has my mind doing cartwheels the most." I joke, causing him to let out a low chuckle before he comes up with some witty response, no doubt.
"Well Luke, he's a dick. There's not much you're going to solve with that one." I roll my eyes at him and swat at his chest causing him to let out a higher sounding laugh. I get he doesn't like Luke, and he probably never will like Luke, but that really wasn't the response I needed.
"Sorry, I'll leave your royal pain in the ass out of it." He says, smirking. Knowing very well that I more than likely will hit him again for his comments anytime now. "But on the other two topics, your mom is just looking out for you. She loves you, it's a little bit tough. But it'll all work out for the better in the end."
"Sometimes I just feel like she wants me to be all these things that I have no interest in. I just want to be normal. I want to be able to go to school and not be stared at, I want to have a normal after school part-time job, I want to be able to participate in sports without an escort, and do thinks that normal teenagers do. We're graduating high school this year, she needs to quit looking at me like I'm some kind of porcelain doll." I say getting slightly heated, trying my best to not raise my voice above a whisper. Calum just pulls me into him tighter before speaking.
" I know Mel. Everything will work out soon enough. This isn't like back in the 1600's with royalty. There will things you'll be able to do on your own after you're crowned. Or at least after you graduate from college." He states, trying to sound reassuring. It almost helps in a way before he throws in the tiny part about college.
"I guess you're right. I just hope they let me do my own thing, and be normal. Or pass on the crown. That'd be nice, because I sure as hell don't want that." All he does is shake his head and laugh at my course of action before slightly leaning down to place a kiss on my forehead.
"So.. The note, are you going to fill me in on that anytime soon?" I ask, hoping that he'll finally just break down and tell me what's so important about the tiny slip of paper with a huge secret written on it.
He thinks about it for a minute before smiling down at me and responding. "At first, yes. I was tired of living behind the paper, but now that I think about it, maybe it going missing was for the better. The contents of it will wind up back to you before you even know it my dearest Amelia."
"That's not fair at all! It's literally driving me mad and you know it!" I whisper shout while looking up into his now dumb dark brown eyes. He chuckles in my face before stating..
"Not to quote the Mad Hatter but, we're all a little mad here, Mel." He jokes and all I want to do is smack his stupid little grin off of his face. He continuous however, sensing my frustration regardless. "Don't worry Mel, you'll know soon enough, by the end of this year at least. It'll give me time to get my shit together."
"Three months. I'm holding you to that Hood." I state before falling back down onto his chest. Slowly starting to fall asleep again
"I promise, You'll know everything and everything will fall into place, and it'll all be at ease" I hear him whisper before I drift back into a decent nights sleep. Finally getting some answers to some kind of important questions.
