"Calum...?" I say, standing in the door frame in absolute shot.
"Hey Jackie, can I come in?" He asks calmly, fixing the beanie on his head before sliding his hands into the pockets of his black hoodie that he fits so well.
"Why?" I blurt out, obviously not filtering out my thoughts.
"Did Luke tell you to come and talk to me?" I add on. God, I need to learn how to shut my damn mouth.
"What are you on about? I just wanted to hang out with you, catch up." He simply replies, leaning against the wall.
I sigh and give up, moving away from the door way so he can step inside.
As he walks inside, I shut the door behind him and make my way back towards my spot on the couch, trying to push away the storm of thoughts clouding my mind.
Why is he even here? He's Luke best friend. Maybe Luke did tell him to come over here, to tell me to go back with him.
Its happened before, so I wouldn't be surprised. It's like, no matter how hard I try to get over Luke, something just pulls me back in and I can't help but let it.
"Alright." I pause and place my hands on my thighs. "What do you really want?"
"Look Jackie, I honestly don't know what you're talking about. I was just in the neighborhood and I just decided to stop by." He says, taking a spot next to me.
Bullshit. Nobody's "just in the neighborhood" anymore.
"Yeah okay." I mumble, sounding more sarcastic than intended, but it'll do.
"Okay then, you don't believe me, but it was worth a shot..Luke uh, he.."
"He told you to come to tell me that he wants me back or some shit" I speak, cutting him off before he can finish.
"No..He told me to come and tell you to never talk to him again, that you guys are done." He says, each word peircing through my already fragile heart.
Fuck..
"Oh..Okay. Well tell him to fuck off because we never started." I utter, trying not to burst out into tears.
I don't wanna show any signs of hurt to him. I don't want his pity and I sure as hell know if I do show pain, he'll tell Luke. I will not give him that satisfaction.
I know I already said that to him, but I'm just being honest. We never really did start. We never defined the relationship like we should've did so I wasn't confused as to thinking we were something more than this shit.
"I'm really sorry, Jackie..He's a real douche bag and you deserve somebody so much better." He faintly says, wrapping his arm around me and placing his hand on my shoulder, patting it gently.
It's awkward, but I actually kind of needed this.
I do deserve better. I don't deserve to be played, nobody does. Well, except for that whore Melody that's probably giving Luke head right at this moment.
I just wish it didn't have to end this way..
Maybe I was just hoping that he'll chase after me, begging me to stay, but I guess I'm the one hoping that he'll stay.
"It's getting late, you should go." I whisper, standing up from the couch.
"Yeah, I probably should get going." He responds, getting up as well, then making his way to the door.
Although it was awkward having Calum comfort me, it was actually quite nice. It was something that I needed.
Right as he's about to open the door to go, he decides against it and turns around to face me.
"Jackie..Please don't chase after him. If I have to say this a million times, I will, you deserve real love. The shit that he's said and done is not real love and you need to know the difference." He stops and steps forward, placing his hand under my chin, lifting my head up slowly.
"You deserve better, not someone who continuously plays games. I know it's hard right now because you're hurt and vulnerable and if he were to show up right now, you'd fall right back into his arms, but please..Don't do it." He whispers, his thumb gently stroking my cheek.
He leans forward slowly and places a small kiss on my lips, then pulls away before I can react.
"Call me if you need anything.." He mumbles, turning around and opening the door, walking out quickly.
