Calum's POV
An instant, that's about how long it took me to dart toward the backdoor and let Mel in. Normally she's all bubly and cheerful, but at the moment she looks like she's about to burst into tears. If this were any other day, I would be excited and not question as to why Mel is at my house, but at the moment i'm just insanely confused, shouldn't she be with Luke?
"Cal... Can we talk? Alone." she asks and i nod my head. Obviously whatever she needs to tell me she doesn't want Mali or my parents to hear. When we finally get up to my bedroom Mel goes straightto my bed and sits down on the left side. Its been the spot she's claimed since the first time she accidentaly fell asleep at my house. I decide to sit cross legged in front of her rather than beside her so we can legitamently talk.
"So... What's on your mind?" She looks up at me and pulls the sleeves of her jacket down past her hands, making sweater paws.
"I feel like a real shitty friend at the moment Cal." I furrow my eyebrows at her in confusion and shake my head no at her. I was the one that decided to leave, it's not like she forced me to. I go to tell her she isn't but she cuts me off before I can say anything.
"I know it was your decision to leave and all, but I felt like one of those girls that puts thier boyfriend before their best friend and I didn't like the feeling. Its only been a few hours since I told Luke yes, and I already feel like I'm making you a third wheel." That's one thing I'll say I admire about Amelia, she always makes sure everyone else is happy before she focuses on her own happiness. She starts to slightly cry and uses her sleeve to wipe the tears from under her eyes. I grab her hand and start rubbing circles on the back. She sniffles before trying to talk again.
"I don't wanna be one of those girls, and I feel like that's how I acted tonight with bringing Luke to something that was suppose to be for just me and you." Instead of saying anything I pull her into my arms and lay us down. My arms instatntly go around her waist while she puts her head on my chest and grabs loosley onto my shirt.
"You're not a terrible friend Mel, you could never be. This is all new to you, he's your first "serious" relationship, you're going to want to spend all your free time with him, and that's just something I'm going to have to accept. No matter how much I hate the kid. I love you and love when you're happy, if he's the reason behind that, I'm just gonna have to deal wit it." She sniffles a little more before shaking her head no and holding onto me tighter, almost like if she loosened he grip she'd lose me.
"But that's the thing, yah I really like him, and yah he treats me well, but there's no way I would completly push you away, that's what I felt like I was doing, and it felt horrible Cal." I don't know what to say in this situation anymore. She's tearing herself apart over something so simple. Part of me is relieved that she isn't going to fall into any controlling relationship type trap, but if this is how upset she is over something so simple, I woulf hate to see the day something majorly bad happens in their relationship. Regardless of how mild or not the situation was, I would be there for her... Why? Because I love her in every meaning of the word.
"I'm sorry, I never meant to make you feel this terrible." She adjusts her position in my arms slightly and wipes away some excess tears before responding.
"Don't apologize, It's not your fault, I'm just being a dumb over-emotional teenager. Making mountains out of molehills, it's what we do best." She states making both of us laugh at how true her statement was. There's a moment of silence and we're still just laying on my bed, not saying a single word until Mel decides to speak up.
"Cal, can I spend the night? I don't think my dad would care, and Luke left when I told him I wasn't feeling too well." I shake my head, and laugh at the fact that she lied to Luke to come see me. If there's anything I know about Amelia its that she hates causing scenes or being the center of attention.
"Yah, that's cool, just let me run down and tell my parents you're staying." Mel nods and starts to push me off my bed like it'll get me to go downstairs quicker. It's something she'w always done when she wants me to go do something fopr her. I usually always fight against her, but after a bout five minutes I finally gave up on messing with her and went downstairs.
"Hey, is it cool if Mel stays the night?" I ask as I walk into the living room. "Not a problem Cal. Is everything okay? She looked a little on edge when you guys walked through earlier."
"Yah, she'll be good, I think she's just slightly overwhelmed." I explain as my parents nod at the very little information I just gave them. As I turn around to walk back up the stairs I'm pulled to the side by Mali.
"What's wrong with you!?" She whisper shouts, following it up with hitting me on the back of the head.
"Ow! What the hell was that for? And what? What did I do now?" I complain, rubbing the spot on my head that Mali just hit.
"You do know that if Luke finds out she stayed the night here, he will kill you. I know they haven't been together for that long, but Mel is one to always tell where she was or who she was with out of spite." I roll my eyes before attempting to walk up the steps again only for Mali to grab me by the wrist to make me face her.
"She isn't trying to spite him. She's not mad at him at all. She's more mad at herself than anything, and all I'm trying to do is be there for my best friend." I whisper yell to my sister before yanking my arm out of her grasp and continuing up the stairs. When I finally make it throught the door of my bedroom however, Amelia is passed out, and she's never looked more peaceful. Call me a pushover, or whipped, but I would do anything for Mel. Even if that involves helping her get over fears that she'll later experice with a guy that is in no way worthy of being with her. Love does crazy things to people, even so much as having to accept watching the girl that you're madly, and deeply in love with fall in love with someone else.
