3rd person...

Three times this week Michael has forgotten Melody at school and been late to pick her up from Lacey's every other day and it is really starting to piss every one off. Michael hasn't heard the end of it. Luke has been very snippy and an all around ass towards Michael since, Ashton has been upset and disappointed, Calum has been ignoring him in general, and Melody has been ignoring Michael, crying about Michael, and trying to get Michael's attention all week. Halley doesn't even know, but if she did all hell would break loose. Michael is currently sleeping with the worst hangover he has ever experienced besides when his mum made him chug down a 12 pack.

He hears a bang, but chooses to ignore it until his bedroom door opens and Melody comes walking over. "What do you need Melody?" he asks trying not to be a douche bag.

"Um daddy I made a mess."

"What did you do Melody?" he huffs.

"I um well I was playing with my Barbies and I-I b-bumped into y-your guitar."

"What?!" he screeches jumping out of bed and jogging down the stairs to find the guitar that was once sat on a shelf in the wall now on the floor snapped in half.

"I'm sorry daddy." Melody says lip trembling.

"Melody I told you not to play in the band room! I can't believe you! This guitar was my baby! WHY THE HELL WERE YOU IN HERE?!" he yells.

"I'm sorry daddy it-it was an accident." she stutters.

"I hate being a dad." Michael mumbles.

Melody's lips begin shaking violently and she starts sobbing. "I'm s-sorry daddy I-I didn't m-mean to. I'm s-sorry."

He spins around to face his little girl realizing what he just said. "I'm sorry Melody I didn't mean that." He reaches out for her, but she pulls away.

"I want my mummy."she cries.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm so so sorry." Melody escapes from his grip and runs up the stairs into her room. "Mel wait!" Michael calls jogging up the stairs after her. He opens her door to find her sobbing into her pillow. "Mel."

"Go away."

"Mel I'm really sorry, I'm just in a bad mood."

"Leave me alone."

"Come on Melody." he prods pulling her away from her pillow to face him. He wipes the tears away from her blotched red cheeks. "Melody I'm so sorry."

"I want my mummy." she cries.

"I know Mel." he says hugging her. She pushes him away.

"I don't want you I want my mummy."

"Mel-"

"Leave me alone. I hate you." she finally snaps. He grabs her arm.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that." he spits.

"Let go." she whines, but he doesn't respond. "Daddy let go, you're hurting me." she cries. A wave of realization washes over his face as he releases his grip on her arm.

"Are you sure?" Luke asks Karman.

"Yes Luke, I am 100% sure." she responds.

"So I am going to be-" A knock on the door interrupts Luke mid-sentence. "Not now I'm busy." He calls.

"Why does everyone hate me?!" Melody screeches running down the stairs bumping into Calum on the way.

"Melody! Melody wait!" Luke and Michael come jogging down the hall Karman on their tails.

"What the fuck is going on?" Calum snaps.

"I'll explain later, but right now we need to find Mel."

"She looked pretty upset with you guys. Why don't you let me find her?" Calum suggests.

Luke nods and Michaael agrees shakily. Calum walks outside and looks around the yard. He finally finds Melody curled up in a ball in her play princess palace. "Melody?"

"P-Please just go away." she whispers.

"Mel whats wrong?" Calum asks hugging the little girl.

"Why does everyone hate me Uncle Cali?" she sobs.

"No one hates you Mel."

"I broke daddy's guitar and he hates me. I don't know what I did to Uncle Lukey, but he hates me too." she cries.

"Melody they don't hate you. They love you."

"I want my mummy."

"I can't get you your mummy, but how about we go to Halley's yeah?" Calum suggests.

"O-ok."

"Imma go cause I got no problem with saying goody bye. Is it wrong that I'm gonna be having the time of my life? Deep down I know I should cry, I should scream, and get down on my knees, I should say I need you hear. But I'm gonna party tonight, cause honestly I just don't care." Halley sings along to the stereo. She stops her singing and dancing when her door bell rings. She runs to the door almost slipping on the hardwood floor. "Can I- oh um hey."

"Auntie Halley!" Melody jumps into Halley's arms and nuzzles into her shoulder.

"Hello. Um Cal what's up?"

"She- she um wanted to see you." he replies shakily.

"Ok uh do you wanna come in?" she asks stepping out of the door way.

"Thanks." he mumbles walking in.

"Do you want some tea or something?" she questions bouncing the little girl on her hip.

"Uh sure."

"I have some tea already made in the kettle on the stove." she informs.

"Thanks. Where are your cups?"

"Above the dish washer." she points. He pulls a mug out of the cupboard and looks at Halley questioning with his eyes if she wants a cup. "I already have some thanks though."

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Three cups of tea and 45 minutes later and Calum and Halley are deep in conversation and Melody is asleep on the couch. "How old were you when you had your first kiss?" Halley questions.

"Thirteen, it was the most awkward terrible thing ever." he answers shaking his head in disgust.

"Who was your first kiss with?" Calum asks.

"Michael."

Calum does a spit take at Halley's simply answer. "What?" he chokes.

"We were like four and we were playing house and we kissed, or at least that's what my parents told me." she explains.

"Oh my gosh I live in a chick flick."

Halley laughs at his response. "No you don't. Trust me. There has to be romance in a chick flick and my life is full of everything but romance." she laughs.

"Why is that?"

"What?"

"I mean most girls your age have a boyfriend and if they don't they want one, but you don't. You don't seem to want to be in love. Why?"

"I- um- its- uh- I-" she stutters.

"You don't have to tell me, but like I said before I want to be there for you."

"It's kind of a sob story." she whispers.

"Do you want me to tell you a story and then you tell me yours?" He asks trying to comfort her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah no need to be embarrassed." He smiles.

"Thanks." she mumbles.

"When I was eight my mum told me she was pregnant and that I was going to have a baby brother. I was so excited. I was already sick of being the baby and I wanted another boy to look up to me, so I was excited. Nine months later and Noah Lee Hood was born on September 16th 2004. I had so much fun with him, I was always taking care of him and playing with him, then one day two years later and he just wouldn't stop crying, so mum took him to the doctors where we got the worse news of our life. He was dying. He had an uncurable brain tumor and had only months to live. I spent every minute I had with him. I skipped school, skipped meals, stopped seeing my friends, everything was put on hold. Six months and four days after he was diagnosed he stopped breathing and I didn't have a live baby brother anymore, still to this day I say the day he died was the worst day of my life."

"I'm so sorry."

"It's ok. Now whats your sob story?"

She sighs. "Here goes nothing." she mumbles to herself.

"I was a freshman in college. I was meeting my friends at the cliffs and we were all going to have a bonfire. Me and my boyfriend decided to carpool that night. My boyfriend's name was Jake, we started dating in my freshman year of high school and we were inseparable. It may sound cliche and all, but we were in love, I loved him with all my heart. He was as close to the boys in the books as I had ever imagined, as close to perfect as I was ever gonna get, he made me feel unexplainably amazing." she smiles.

"Don't you miss that feeling?" Calum asks before she continues.

"No, I just miss him." Calum nods.

"So we went to this bonfire and I was talking to some girls, laughing about stupid shit and drinking way to much beer. Jake was playing truth or dare and they dared him to kiss another girl and at first it didn't bother me until the girls went on and on about how pissed I should be. I look back now and realize I was just being a victim of pier pressure, a social casualty of sorts, I let the girls convince me it was more then just a dare when it wasn't. So I confronted him, he promised me it was just a stupid dare and he only wanted me, but I was just to blind to see.

We left the party and as he was driving I was just yelling and screaming at him and he just kept repeating; "I love you and only you.", "It was just a dare.", "I promise.", but I just wouldn't let it go. After 20 minutes straight of me yelling at him he turned to face me, so we were looking at each other in the eyes.

His eyes were so blue, they were just like Luke's just a deeper shade, they shined so so bright just like he did. I miss his eyes. I miss looking into his eyes and just drowning in the ocean. I miss how they would light up when he was happy, or go a deep, dark blue when he was angry, and I miss him looking at me with pure love and admiration, like I was the greatest thing in the world. I wasn't. It was around three in the morning the last time I saw those eyes, or heard his voice. The last thing I ever heard him say was; "I love you." even after all the screaming and yelling I did he still loved me, after all the crude words I spit at him he still loved me, after running head first into a truck all because of me he still loved me.

He took his eyes off the road for a split second just to look at me and we rammed into a red one ton truck. I could hear the metal bending, the tires screeching to a halt, our bones crushing, and our blood curdling screams and then silence. Nothing. No breathing, no screams, no muffled noises of excruciating agony, I heard nothing. I thought it was a side effect of the crash, maybe I hit my head and lost my hearing, but five minutes later when I heard the sirens coming our way I knew. I knew why it was silent, not because I couldn't hear, but because there was nothing to hear.

When the paramedics finally arrived after what seemed like hours I insisted they got Jake out first and so they did. When they pulled him out of the wreckage all that could be heard were a few grumbles, but when they got me out I screamed like bloody hell. It hurt so bad.

When I got to the hospital my mum and dad were there, Emily was too, and they all told me they loved me and that I would be ok, but I didn't care if I was ok I just wanted Jake to be ok. He was the only thing I cared about in that moment. The doctors took me to surgery and supposedly worked on me for nine hours. When I woke up they told me I had three fractured ribs, I shattered my right shoulder bone, my arm was broken in three places, my left leg was broken in half, and I had a concussion."

Calum's face shifts into one of horror. "Yeah it was pretty bad, but not as bad as Jake. He broke his C4 and C8 vertebrae in his neck, hit his head, broke his leg, snapped his collar bone in half, shattered his elbow, and was on life support. A week later his parents removed him from life support and he died.

I wanted to stop breathing when they did it. I stopped eating, I stopped drinking, I stopped talking, I just stopped everything, I didn't want to live anymore, I had no reason to. That was until Emily told me she was pregnant, that changed everything. I had to be alive to see that baby, Emily even let me name her. Melody Hope Parker was my only reason to live, but that was reason enough. Melody is the only reason I'm alive right now.

That's why I don't want anyone. The less people I get attached to the less pain I have to be prepared for. It hurts less to be alone." she says sniffling and wiping the tears from her eyes.

Calum embraces the petite girl in his arms nuzzling into her neck while she lies her head on his chest and sobs. "I'm so sorry Halley. You should have never had to go through that." Calum comforts.

"Now you know why I'm so fucked up." she swallows.

"You're not fucked up Halley just broken."

"Same thing." she mumbles.

"Not even close. Broken things can be fixed Halley, all it takes is a little love and affection."

"If you couldn't tell love and affection really isn't my strong suit." she mumbles.

"I'll help you." he whispers leaning closer and closer his hot breath fanning on her face.

"Stop!"

"Mikey please don't be all mopey we have some news." Luke begs.

"To bad I don't give a shit."

"This is good news Mikey, super duper good news."

"Unless the news is I'm not a total douche and my daughter doesn't hate me I don't care." He mumbles.

"Mike your kind of killing my joy here."

"I don't care!" Michael snaps.

"Wow I definitely thought you would be a little more supportive when I told you I'm going to be a dad."

"Go a- wait. WHAT?!" Michael yells facing Luke. Luke's smile is bigger than Michael's ever seen.

"I'm gonna be a dad Mikey! Karman's pregnant!" he screeches.

"Congrats dude!" Michael smiles hugging Luke.

"We were supposed to tell you all together, but oh fuck well. I'm so excited!! I'm going to be a dad."

"That's amazing Luke. I'm so happy for you! You're going to be a great dad."

"Thanks Mikey."

dedicated to @CobxinShxrt because her writing is so good her book philophobia is like way to good it gives me so many feels.

Btw I changed my username to MGCgirl1995 from holleyh08 YAY! Hope you enjoyed this chapter Im going to try to update once a week. Sorry for the wait love you people of wattpad whom I am now going to call mystical bananas.

See you soon mystical bananas!