WILL YOU STAY? {c.t.h}

one: birthday

1

june 28

tonight's a party night. it's my bestfriend's birthday and also our 8th anniversary celebration. i haven't seen her for two years and i'm just so so happy to see her again.

"do you really have to dress so slow?" i complained at emma, putting my important things on my pouch. "ashton is waiting for us downstairs y'know."

"i need to look perfect okay, my ex is there. i'll make sure he's gonna regret that he broke up with me." she gave me a proud grin, pointing at her perfect make up. i rolled my eyes at her and easily thought of an awesome comeback.

"which ex? you had like, 30 exes." i bit my lip to keep myself from laughing but ended up failing.

"i only had 7 you bitch! and you're laugh is not attractive by the way." emma says and walks outside to her closet on the other room. "i'll just change my dress again. i hate it!"

i checked if she exited her room before putting my gift on her bed. i hope she'll not go home with a guy because i would be really pissed. i got her concert tickets to her favorite band. i didn't know what's the name, ashton ordered it and i just gave him the money to pay.

"what's taking you so long?" i shrieked and lightly jumped after hearing a voice.

the lights are off so i can't really see who and where is the one talking but i'm sure he's a guy based on his voice.

i sighed and just shrugged it off. maybe he's one of ashton's friends. i glared at him when i got out of the room and he just stared at me confused.

"what?" i snapped at him and rolled my eyes. i hate ashton's friends.

"black heels, black dress, almost black lipstick and that make up you wear on your eye. that's nice." says the one who is also wearing black.

"thanks." i say without even bothering to look at him. i pretended i was busy looking at my phone so i wouldn't have to deal on having an eye contact with him.

"i'm sorry. you look cool. in fact, you are very pretty."

my cheeks suddenly felt hot and i'm pretty sure that i was blushing. i'm pretty sure that he's flirting too. i stared at him and pretended to be cool. he made me blush.

"i have a boyfriend." i stated simply. it was a lie though, thanks to my witless brain and mouth for speaking up before i even think of it.

"me too."

"oh, you're gay! i'm happy for you!" i genuinely smiled and hugged him. i just like gays and i feel so comfortable with them.

"no, never! i didn't mean it that way. i mean i have a girlfriend. i know you're ashton's sister." he chuckled and i can't help but to laugh at the situation as well.

we just sat there on the living room, not talking to each other and just focused on our phones. i'm busy watching youtube videos because I don't have someone to text because i suck ha so yeah.

"i'm sorry but ash said he's already there, he said he can't wait for us and he has something to do. well, he said we could go with his friends but there's only a space for only one person." emma says, making her way downstairs. i'm so proud, she looks stunning. "and oh, i saw this and i thought it was yours. can i borrow it?"

"no." i smiled but she frowned at me, "because i bought that for you. therefore it's yours so you don't need to borrow it."

her eyes widen and she hugged me as if i was about to burst. "this is so expensive. how'd you know that this is what i'm dying for to buy?"

"because i'm awesome." i grinned and gestured for her to seat. "i love you and thank you for being my bestfriend for eight years."

"i love you too and thank you for everything." she hugged me again and tears were threatening to spill from her eyes. "stupid, you'll ruin your make up!" i say.

and so she fixed herself and said goodbye to us. i didn't complain about ash leaving me because it was all part of the plan. his friends will keep emily a while for a bit and pretend that they're lost so we have time to prepare.

"thank god that drama was over. can we go now?" he says and offered a hand to me, but i ignored him.

we went out our apartment and a black car is on our front. i instantly fell in love with it and wished i owned a car. i opened the car's door, refusing his offer and cringed.

"why does your car smell....." i contemplated whether to tell it or not because i might offend him but i had to.

"SEX." both him and i said.

"luke borrowed my car and i guess him and that girl he brought home from the bar got a little heated and well yeah. remind me that i had to scold him later for that." he adjusts the seat and picks a song on his iPod. "what song?"

"do you have any queen songs there?"

"yeah, i do. good choice by the way." he winked at me and i just giggled but rolled my eyes anyway. "i'm calum and you are?"

"don't pretend that you didn't know my name! idiot." i punched his arm and instantly regretted doing that.

"becca. right?" i nodded at him and looked outside. i can't see the moon anymore because of the tall buildings blocking it. i want to see the moon before i go to sleep, it's one of my weird habits. i can't sleep if i didn't see it for at least a minute. yeah, i'm totally weird.

"you're australian?" he asks again and i nodded. i'm not in the mood for a talk, i'm sleepy. this is not good.

"i notice you almost everyday, becca."

"but I don't know you? are you some creepy stalker?" i attempted to joke around but i think he got it seriously.

"hilarious. no! i'm friends with emma so i knew who you are. however, i'm surprised you didn't know who i am. i'm always at your brother's house and i only see you when you're going down to the kitchen to get food. if i didn't know who ashton was, i wouldn't know you exist. it's been a month since you've been here and i bet you haven't gone out since then."

"you're right, i'm always at my room. well i haven't seen you before and i'm not like them. i'm not popular like those two, i'm just a normal person. they knew who i am to emma and ashton but most just don't care about me. i'm not a nobody either, just... normal." i laughed at my stupidness.

"well just so you know, i know who you are." it was exactly red light and he looked at me.

i didn't reply so i guess he took that a hint that i didn't want to talk anymore. i really wanted to though, but i can't. there's this thing that's preventing me to do so.

he pulled by the parking lot and helped me, this time i didn't refuse. i don't want to be rude.

"what do you think you two are doing?"