Innocence

XVIII

I spent about thirty minutes on my bed, listening to If You Don't Know by 5SOS on endless repeat. I was in hysteric tears and I was almost afraid someone would walk in and see what a huge mess I was in this very moment.

Luck wasn't on my side because Sadie burst through the door with a white letter in her hands.

"The mail man is here," Sadie slammed the door shut and collapsed on my bed, grabbing my phone and pausing the repeated song. "I didn't know you liked 5SOS,"

"I do now," I murmured, a little pained.

"I met Zoe, threatened to beat her up, came to an understanding with her, had a yelling fit at Calum with her, and then he wrote me this letter to give to you," I frowned, taking the letter. Why was I even looking at this letter? I should burn it.

I recognized his familiar scrawly handwriting and I smiled weakly, starting the letter.

Dear Crystal I'm so sorry for acting like the biggest ass today. I actually want you to come over right now and beat me up for it. Because nothing hurts more than seeing you upset.

I kicked you out in a busy highway (Zoe and Sadie wouldn't let me forget)and that is not ok. I feel like an absolute douche bag. I just let my feelings get the better of me. My feelings for you... please don't think I'm a creep for saying I love you on the first date. It was a... mistake of sorts. Like a Ted Mosby mistake. He did it on the first date in How I Met Your Mother if you watch that...

Truth is, whether you believe it or not, I care about you so much Crystal. You have no idea how much. If you never want to speak to me again, I understand, hell I wouldn't even speak to me again. But I just want you to know, that I will always care for you.

With love, Calum x

His stupid letter just made me cry harder. I didn't know whether it was because he forgave me for the lying to him (I still don't get that, by the way) or if I was pissed because of his mood swings. That'd be a mystery to me.

"Aw, Crystal," Sadie wrapped her arms around me in a hug and I sobbed into her shoulder, probable ruining her red singlet. "Are you gonna forgive him?"

I kept sobbing because I didn't know the answer.

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"Looks like someone's had a shit day," I heard my dream-voice speak softly. I didn't know if they were being sympathetic of me or if they were mocking me. Either way, I felt like punching whoever was behind the voice.

"You have no idea," I muttered. "And this whole dream thing makes my life so much worse,"

"Not my fault," the voice replied cheerfully. "So what happened exactly?"

"Can't you perve on my life?" I had a very short temper right now. I just wanted to end the dream. "I swear you know everything,"

"I actually can't. I'm pretty much asleep until you decide to drift off, which wakes me up," my female voice thingie stated.

"Nice to know,"

"So what happened?"

"I went on a date. It failed,"

"Ha, I went on some pretty bad dates in my time. But the last one always made it better,"

"You're a voice? How do you go on dates?" I was so confused right now. But maybe I'd get an answer on who the hell this voice was.

"I wasn't just a voice once..." my voice wistfully remarked. "I had a life. A good one at that,"

"Oh..." that shocked me. "What was your name?"