Close Your Eyes And I'll Make You Melt

Four

"Aww, you look adorable sweetie," My mom says, marveling at the dress I'm being forced to wear. It wasn't that bad, I'm just not the type to wear dresses. She should be glad I shaved my legs. 

"Yeah, whatever. You should go put yours on," I flash a fake smile. 

"You're right! I nearly forgot that I'm getting married in a few hours. Please doll yourself up for the sake of the wedding. Bye," she rushes out of my room, leaving my door open. I turn to face my mirror, and examine myself carefullly. The dress was a bright red with crystals all along the top. The bottom was knee length and puffy, like a tutu. 

I do some light makeup like my mom said.

After slipping on the silver sparkly ten thousand inch pumps my mom bought me, I carefully put my curled hair up in a ponytail. Then, I put on the heavy, dangly diamond earrings that Andrew 'bought for the occasion'. Next was the necklace that looked too beautiful for someone like me to wear. The clasp was slightly hard to handle; I was struggling to put it on.

"Need some help there?" a familiar voice calls. I turn, only to see Calum, casually leaning in my doorway in his tux.

"Oh, hey," I greet.

He walks up behind me and takes the necklace from my hands. Within a minute, he has it on me and secured around my neck. "There," he says, taking a step back. His eyes scan me from head to toe. "You look stunning."

I blush a little. "Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself. But let me fix this." I take a small step towards him and take his undone bowtie in my hands. When I'm fiinished tying it, he smiles. 

"Thanks."

"No problem."

I turn back to the mirror, when suddenly, I feel a and firmly grasp mine. He spins me around, and our lips meet immediately. It feels so wrong considering Luke is next door, but for some reason I don't stop. He presses my back against the dresser, his hands traveling farther and farther down south. Soon, his palms brisk past my hips and lift me off the ground before he sets me down on the dresser. 

"Lea! Are you ready? We need to go over the protocol for later tonight," my mom's dreaded voice interrupts us. 

Calum pulls away, his lips red from my lipstick. We're both panting heavily. "You should go clean up," I say softly. 

He looks in the mirror and giggles, "Yeah, I don't wanna show up looking like I made out with a clown."

I raise an eyebrow. "Are you calling me a clown?"

"Yeah, that's totally what I meant," he says sarcastically.

I smile.

"You are a beautiful clown, though," he jokes before leaving. I hop off the furniture and look at myself. My hair is a mangled mess and my lipstick is smudged all over my face.

When I'm done straightening up, I walk downstairs and join the guys and Kendall and Rosie. They're all lounging about in the living room. I take the seat beside Calum and snatch the can of beer he was grasping. 

"What do you think you're doing?" he asks.

Without answering, I take a sip and give it back, smirking.

Everyone looks at us in confusion, except Michael. He bites his nails and looks down at the ground. 

"Lea, can I talk to you for a second?" Luke asks, nodding his head towards the empty kitchen. 

"Sure," I reply, following him.

When he shuts the door, he looks at me with a serious look plastered across his face. 

"You okay there Luke?" 

"What did he say?"

"Nothing." I gulp hard. 

"What did he do?"

I freeze. "Uh..."

"Listen, I know I'm not your brother for another few hours but come on. Calum? Of the three of them you go with Calum?"

"I--"

"How far did he go? Tell me. I won't do or say anything, I just want to know."

"We just kissed. A lot. That's it."

"Okay. You can date him or do what you want, just be careful. I don't want you getting hurt. I'm not saying Cal is a bad guy, I'm just trying to look out for you."

With that, he walks out. What the hell just happened? 

After a minute or so, I rejoin the group.

"Yeah, but Calum definetly has the nicest ass. Don't argue," Ashton says. 

"Awe, thanks babe," Cal replies, flipping his invisible hair. 

I chuckle and take my seat. 

.....

I take a deep breath. I'm about to walk down the aisle. Being the maid of honor, I lead the line of bridesmaids. The usher who works at the rooftop venue tells me to go, and I do. I walk as gracefully as I can past the unfamiliar faces that stare me down. 

The ceremony goes by pretty fast, and now the guys head on stage to preform. They sing the songs that they sang when they practiced yesterday, including Mrs.All American, Unpredictable, Don't Stop, Never Be, The Only Reason, and Voodoo Doll. 

When they get back down on the dance floor, I boldly run up to Calum and kiss him. In front of everyone. But you know, yolo, right?

"Damn, Cal, you go lad!" Ashton yells. 

We giggle and spend the rest of the night dancing our little hearts away. 

....

I wake up with an arm around my waist. I look over my shoulder and see Cal resting peacefully beside me. 

I'm suddenly disturbed when I hear a yawn and followed by Luke's voice saying, "Dad said we're going out for break--" he pauses. "What happened here?"

I roll my eyes. "Nothing happened. He was tired so I let him crash here."

Luke walks up and nudges Cal. "Get up."

Calum just groans and grabs his coat, gives me a peck on the cheek, and walks out.

"Get ready. We're leaving in a half hour," Luke says, walking back to his room.