Twenty Eight Lattes 》Calum Hood AU

punk rock apparently

Three days.

It only took three days for me to find something that would break me.

And I ended up in the emergency room.

My parents were almost angry. I figured it was about the medical bills.

I was dressed in an itchy hospital gown in the psych ward. No shoelaces, phones or sharp objects.

I laid in a cold room on a small bed with restraints on my wrists and an IV in my arm. I had given up pulling at them so I was left defeated in an awkward fetal position. Carlos would be disappointed. My so called progress had gone downhill in a matter of seconds.

I'm not even sure of how it happened.

One minute I'm brushing my teeth, thinking about trying a new latte flavour and the next, I'm sitting in a pool of my own blood, dizzy.

Mother told me I had to get a blood transfusion. I must have gone too deep. The whole ordeal was a complete blur when I tried to remember.

My father actually cried for the first time in what seemed like years. I felt ashamed for scaring him like that.

My forty-eight hour sucide watch was almost over and then I'd be able to go home.

Calum.

All I could think about as I laid in this cold room was Calum. I asked my mother to call him and he said he'd come see me.

To be honest, I was a little scared about what he might say once he got here. I tried not to worry.

"Don't think so hard, Lyra. I can practically hear you from down the hallway."

A familiar voice sounded from the door, which was kept unlocked and opened enough for nurses to peek in and check on me.

I craned my neck to see Calum standing shyly in the doorway, hands in his pockets. He was so cute.

My eyes watered. "Calum?"

He walked over and took a deep breath before getting in the bed with me and holding me delicately.

"Calum." My voice was a whisper. Calum hummed as he dug his face into my shoulder blade. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, love. It's okay now. It's all okay."

I didn't respond. I just reveled in his presence and body heat.

I don't know how long we laid there but it felt like a long time before words were spoken again.

"I'm scared." I said, breaking the silence.

Calum remained quiet. I continued with a shaky voice.

"I just...I think I'm falling in love with you and that thought scares me to death. I've had to deal with emotions I didn't want before but now, this is one I want and it scares me. I'm too punk rock to be scared."

I chuckled half heartedly at my own joke and I felt Calum smile into my back.

It was silent for a minute before Calum spoke.

"I think I'm falling in love with you too."