SKYLAR
"You do know you influence her a lot?" Michael said from the couch, as Mali locked her eyes with me, drying off the plate from dinner. "I just.. I can't get that through my head, cause I'm just a dumb ass. I fuck up her life by taking her here and she doesn't even finish her school because of me." Luke spoke. I know they tried to talk soft, but I could hear exactly what they were saying, I have good ears. Mali sighed. "Don't listen, Sky. It will fuck up your mind." She whispered, taking the plate from my hand that I just finished cleaning. I nodded, but I know I couldn't stop listening. "You do love her. I could see that." Michael said, as I swallowed, smiling. Luke loves me. "I don't love anyone. At least not until I met her. I feel like she's changing me instead of me changing her. That's probably not even relevant, up that is how I feel. Tell me, Michael, have I ever loved someone as much I love Skylar?" Luke asked, and I felt something stop me from breathing for a second. "You did."
It was silent, except for the water that was splashing against the plate and Mali drying off plates. "I don't wanna fucking remember that." Luke hissed, as I looked at the soapy water, waiting for the next answer. "You have to tell her one day, Luke." Michael said a little softer, as Luke's voice started to raise. "I don't want to. Don't even try to tell her, because I will kill you, Michael." Michael chuckled, and I could hear his feet getting closer. The refrigerator opened, as I already know that he took a beer. Michael's voice was heard from the living room, yelling something at Luke. Mali stood next to me, smiling. "It's okay, I'll do the rest." She whispered, as I shrugged, walking upstairs. I felt like I'm not supposed to be here, I should be at home, or at school, I don't know. I miss my parents and I feel like they're looking for me. I shouldn't have left without a trace. I didn't leave a letter, I just left. I just want a shoulder to cry on when I need it. I know there's Luke and the guys, and Mali, but I want to talk to someone who is going through the same feeling as me. Like I'm not supposed to be where I am now. My hands reached for the door knob to my room, when I heard soft singing and guitar tunes coming out of the room behind me, and I immediately stopped my moves. I turned around, putting my ear against the door.
if I don't look into your eyes, it's almost like a perfect lie
So don't stop, stop, stop
We'll take another shot, shot shot
Cause you know you perfect aim
I wanna feel you in my veins
I want to breath you in like a vapor
I want to be the one you remember
I want to feel your love like the weather, all over me, all over me
Then I recognized his voice. Calum. Did he write this song? I slowly opened the door, as Calum locked his eyes with mine, giving me a weak smile. "Hey." He looked back at his guitar, as I leaned against the door. "That was beautiful." He blushed and nodded. "Thank you." "Did you write it yourself?" I asked, as Calum looked at the floor. "Kinda." Suddenly I remembered that Calum walked in on and Luke and I, so I wanted to leave as soon as possible.
We also made plans for tonight, that we would all go this club together. Calum didn't seem up to it, but I'm sure he'll like it, because he's the type of person that would go party everyday if that was possible. Luke an him used to party all day every day, but that slowed down a little, what Luke didn't mind. "I'm going to get ready now." I smiled, walking out the door, closing it behind me.
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