Eve's POV:
When I get to Calum's apartment it looks the same as before, but cleaner, and with less people.
"Chica, c'mere." He opens the door and I cry into his arms, squeezing his shirt so tightly that it'd probably rip in two right in front of me.
I sniffle into his shirt.
"C'mon, you're freezing." He pulls me inside and shuts the door, leading me to the couch where he wraps me in a blanket and starts a pot of tea.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, handing my a cup and joining me on the couch.
I shake my head as I hope the last tear of the night falls.
"Then lets just watch TV…" He says, lying back on the couch and leaving his arm open for me to snuggle up under.
Just like Ashton does.
Did.
Does.
I don't even know.
"You wanna watch Back to the Future?" He asks.
"Ash said you love 80's movies." He adds.
I miss Ashton.
I nod into Calums shoulder and he starts the movie.
30 minutes into it he gets a phone call, so he removes himself from me and the room and stands in the kitchen, but I can still hear him.
"Hey man… Yea… Yea I got her she's fine… Um, I don't think that's a good idea… She's upset… Ash don't make this harder for her… She's fine here, I'll call you later."
The rest is fuzzy. Cal returns moments later and sinks back into the couch with me.
I feel my eyes getting heavy and my heart started to give up. So I stop fighting and fall asleep in Calum's arms.
***
I wake up to muffled arguing, I squint my eyes and shake my head. Not knowing if I'm dreaming or not…
"Why the hell wouldn't you tell me she was here?"
"I did!"
"Then why did you tell me not to come?"
"Because she's stressed, nervous, embarrassed-"
"Embarrassed?"
"Ash she just got told by her daddy that she couldn't see her boyfriend anymore. So yea, embarrassed."
"But-"
"Ashton she doesn't need you right now, she needs a friend. You're just too much for her."
"Don't you tell me whats too much for her."
"Look I think you should just go."
"I'm not going Cal."
A moment of silence hushes the scene.
"Calum," He starts. "Calum, please."
I hear a sigh and Cal speaks.
"Fine…" He starts. I can't hear the rest of to what he is saying so I remove myself from the couch and peak around the corner, standing fearfully in the doorway.
"I'm not the bad guy here, Cal."
"I know, I know… But you need to give her space. You're always together and you fog her brain."
"Since when do you know everything about her?"
"Since she came to me crying instead of calling you." Calum spits.
