{Sandra}
As soon as we got into Calum's car, my sobs became louder.
"Shhh, Sandra. S'okay. I'm here. You're okay," he says, trying to comfort me.
I bury my face into his chest and made a mess with his shirt. I was wearing light make-up and my eyeliner was smeared all over his white V-neck.
His phone rang, and I break the hug for him to answer it.
He declined it and muttered, "Fuck you."
"W-who was t-that?" I ask in between my sobs.
He looks at me cautiously. "You wouldn't want to know," and I cry louder than ever and cry on his chest once more because I know that it was Luke.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, and when I was tired enough to stop crying, I break the hug and rest my back on the shotgun seat.
"Are you pacified now?" He asks me slowly; as if afraid I might snap at him. But I would never do that to him.
I sigh, thankful that my eyes refused to water again. "Yeah. Thanks. I think I've had enough for today. Home, please?" I practically beg him.
"Home it is," he says, and intertwines his hand around mine.
I don't mind, even after the whole "kiss" incident last night. As I told before, Calum's the person I cannot get awkward with.
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"Sandra, we're home," Calum says softly.
I open my eyes slowly, afraid that I will once again see the painful sight of Luke with another girl. But when I open them, all I see is Calum. God, my eyes feel heavy.
I notice that our hands were still holding.
He notices me noticing this, and quickly explains, "You were asleep and I didn't want to wake you up or anything," he says. "And you looked comfortable with it," a smirk was playing on the edge of his lips.
I actually manage to smile at his cockiness. "Fuck you."
He chuckles. "I love you too," and then he kisses my cheek. "It's almost 10:30, you better go."
I turn around to open the car door, but my body was against it. Instead, my hands involuntarily laced themselves around Calum's neck and I hug him tightly than I ever did before. "Thanks. For everything," I say, my voice muffled because of the hug.
"You're always welcome. You know that. I love you."
"I love you more," I break the hug, kiss him quickly on the cheek, and got out of the car.
When I reached the door, I turned around to take one last look at Calum—well, his car anyway—and he honks in response.
I get inside the house, and the first thing that I see is the boy I conversed with on the driveway this morning, Justin.
"What's wrong? Why have you been crying?" He asks, worry evident in his tone but my subconscious says he's just nosy.
I can't believe my eyes betray me now of all times, and they start to flood again.
I was caught off guard by his next gesture.
He grabbed me by the waist and hugged me. Tightly.
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