Stitch (5SOS)

Chapter 15.

Alissa's POV

My eyes flew open and I sat straight up. My breathing was heavy, and I was covered in sweat. 'What the hell...' I thought. I've never woke up sweating, there was obviously a reason. There was only two I could think of: I hadn't talked to Bay recently, and Calum. I grabbed my phone that read 2:13 am. I texted Bay asking her if she was okay and how things were going with Luke. I sent the message and got changed out of my sweaty clothes, I can't stand the feeling of sweat. I laid back down and thought of Calum. I can't let this sit in his mind, he'll realise that he doesn't have feelings for me anymore. Then again, I can't call him, it's too late. Even if he was awake, he'd see it's me and ignore it. I wouldn't blame him, it was incredibly bitchy of me. I have to do something, though. I'll call him. What do I have to lose? I can still leave him a voice mail. I chose his contact, then call. My mom is asleep downstairs, so I put it on speaker. It rang for a while, making me lose hope.

"Uh, hello?" I clearly woke him up. He had a really hot morning voice, though.

"Hi. It's me."

"Oh. Hi." He said, emotionless.

"I just had to call you and say I'm sorry. For everything."

He stayed quiet.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, I clearly didn't know the story. If you don't want to talk to me again, I completely understand. I just had to apologise, it was eating me up inside."

He cleared his throat.

"I might only be saying this because I'm so tired, but could you sneak over? I'll fall asleep on the phone. Come give me something to look at." I smiled.

"Oh trust me, you don't want to see me right now."

"Trust me, I do. Now get your ass over here."

He hung up before I could respond. I ran to the bathroom and washed my face, brushed my hair, and put it in a side braid. I slowly walked down the stairs. I quietly opened the door, careful not to make it squeak. Once I got out, I drove to Calum's. I pulled into the driveway and waited. I'm not sure how I can sneak in without his parents seeing me. I got my phone out to text Calum when I saw the front door open in the corner of my eye. It was him. I quietly shut the car door and ran to him. He pointed up the stairs and I tiptoed up to his room. He followed and gently shut the door.

"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I hugged him. He hugged me back, tighter. He rested his head on mine.

"No, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I should have been honest with you. I'm surprised you even want to talk to me. I'm a dick." He laughed a little at himself.

"No, you're amazing. It's my fault, I should have let you explain. I'm sorry. Don't even say you're sorry. It's my fault." I whispered.

"I'll stop saying sorry if you forgive me."

"If you forgive me, I'll forgive you."

"Deal." He kissed the top of my head and walked to his bed. "So can I learn things about you now?"

"Okay, where to start. Um, well. I don't have the greatest relationship with my mom, if you couldn't tell. I was an accident and she doesn't let me forget it. My dad left when my mom got pregnant with me. I'm a life ruiner." I said as I walked over to him. "I don't even know my dad. All I know is he must have been pretty great to my mom, she talks about how she would rather have him than me." He put his arm around me.

"You're not a life ruiner, you make me happier, for one."

"Okay, tell me something about you."

"Okay, well my relationship with my parents isn't perfect, but my mom and dad live together. Something about me, is...Well. I get attached easily. I've messed up almost every relationship I've been in because I've said I love you too early. But, that's random. I can't think of much else." He trailed off.

"I've never said I love you to any guy in any relationship I've been in. It's just hard. I'm not sure what love really feels like, you know? But I feel pretty great when I'm with you." I smiled at him. He turned to me and smiled back. When he looked into my eyes, something clicked. I roughly kissed him before I knew what I was doing. I grabbed his face and he put his hands on my waist. I pulled away.

"Should we not do this?" I whispered.

"Probably not...Bedroom, nighttime... bad combination." He whispered back.

"I should probably go..." I got off the bed. He scratched the back of his neck.

"See you, uh later?" He awkwardly said.

"Yeah, later." I walked out the door.

calissa for the win