March 20, 2011

~Lucky~

My injuries weren't bad enough to stay in the hospital for long. The doctor just gave Michael a tin of extreme pain medication and off we went. Personally, I thought Luke's cuddles were more healing than any of the drugs they recommended.

Now, I also got periodic panic attacks. They weren't the full fledged ones that many suffered from, but it was more just getting anxious about everything. Of course, Michael was always there.

Things were tense between everyone and Damian, of course. I still thought I loved him.

"Michael, I'm not a baby."

My brother had been pampering me non-stop as if I was a newborn. Truthfully, I was fifteen, and so was he. I was also never into the role-playing,

He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "I just want to take care of you."

"I don't need to be taken care of," I threw my arms up in the air.

Michael sighed and started walking out of my bedroom. "I just wanted to help."

I felt bad for making him upset. "I appreciate that, but you need to go do something! Go out or something, I'll live."

He pondered for a moment. "I still want someone to watch you though. Just make sure you are okay."

"Will you go if somebody comes?"

He nodded. "I'll send somebody over."

I groaned. "I don't even get to pick the person?"

Mike shrugged. "I'll send someone you like."

~~~

"I'm home!" a male voice called out as the front door swung open.

I got out from my bed and stepped out into the hallway, meeting the one and only Calum Hood in my kitchen.

His eyes widened and he grabbed me protectively. "Go lay down!"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not dead, Cal."

He gently picked me up, carrying me back to my bed. " I was told to take care of you, so that is what I'm gonna do, Lucky."

Calum and I were perched on the end of my bed. I looked over at him to see him already staring. He sent me a small smile leaned back to lay down, his hands resting behind his head.

"Tired?" I joked, looking down at him.

He shrugged. "Just a little bit."

I sighed. With everything that had happened recently, I really didn't know what to do with myself. I knew I still loved Damian, but he had hurt me. Any trust I had for him is slowly fading farther and farther out of existence.

"What are you gonna do?" Calum exhaled, as if he was reading my mind.

"About?"

"You know, Damian."

I breathed in deeply. "I dunno. I think I still love him."

Calum looked up at me with sad eyes. "You're so broken, Lucky."

I scoffed and laughed lightly. "Gee, thanks."

"Seriously, you're hurting, which hurts me."

I furrowed my brows. "Why does my pain affect you?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he blurted.

My face twisted into a look of shock. "What?"

I loved Calum, but I didn't think of him ever in that way. Wouldn't he know that I couldn't move on from Damian that quickly. We technically weren't even broken up, but he was imprisoned, so that separated us.

"Look, Lucky. I like you. A lot. I really, really like you. I've been dreaming of this for so long. I wanna be able to call you mine," he sat up, his chocolate brown eyes staring at me nervously.

I flared my nostrils. "I'm broken, Cal. You just said it. You don't want me."

He pressed his finger against my chapped lips. "I do want you."

I tried to shake my head but he moved his hands to cup my face.

"I wanna be there for you, always. I wanna fix you, Lucky. I want to be your cure."

I didn't know what to say. Nobody had ever even cared about the fact that I was hurting internally. Even my overprotective twin only noticed the physical pain that had been inflicted by the same man who caused my mental battles.

Before I could really think through an answer, Calum's mouth had crashed onto mine. We had kissed before, only that last week. But this time the intention was different. This wasn't to make somebody feel bad or to prove a point. This was to show affection, showing the true feelings towards one another. My lips moved with his slowly and carefully. This was different than Damian.

I felt something different. I felt that with Calum and I together, we were unstoppable. Nobody could block us from doing anything. Maybe we could save the world together.

My arms wrapped around his neck and I pulled myself against him. He felt like a shield. Our chests were pressed together as we attempted to get as close together as we could.

Calum pulled away, his eyes widened in amazement. His face greatly resembled the heart eye emoji.

I felt alone again without his touch. After that exchange, I knew I could never deal with loneliness again. I could never be without Calum.

Impulsively, I gripped his shoulders and pushed him backwards so that he was laying on my bed. I pressed my face against his aimlessly as he kissed me gently. He gingerly gripped my waist, pulling my body completely over his and aligning our hips.

My heart was filled with warmth, and a sensation I hadn't felt in a long time spread around me.

Safety.

Something Damian had never given me.

This was too good to be true. I didn't want to waste this. I was scared that this would be my only chance for a few minutes of being okay.

I traced my hands from his shoulders to his chest, limply laying them down as our mouths were fighting over dominance. His hands trailed underneath my shirt, but stopped at my back.

I will admit, I panicked for a moment. I had never been in an intimate situation that I wanted to be in. But, I was relieved when his hands never landed on my bra.

I never wanted the moment to end, but I was running out of breath. I detached my lips from his.

Our foreheads were pressed together, and his hot breath blew gently against my lips. Our heavy breathing was the only sound filling the air.

"So is that a yes?" he panted, biting his lip.

I smirked. "Let me think..."

He gently held my head, twisting my hair in his fingers. "Will this help you make up your mind?"

Calum pressed his lips against mine once again, his tongue gingerly swiping against my bottom lip. The kiss was quick, more of an intense peck, but it was sweet nonetheless.

I nodded and smiled at him, sitting up and scooting off of his lap. God, I missed him already. I kissed his shoulder, desperate to feel him again.

Then a thought occurred to me. Wasn't I still technically with Damian?

I looked up at Calum worriedly. "What about Damian?"

He stared at me for a second before kissing my cheek and whispering, "Damian doesn't need to know."

He began to stand up, much to my dismay. "Michael will probably be back soon."

I was beginning to panic; I couldn't go without Calum, I already knew. "Stay," I grabbed his hand.

Calum looked down at me before sending a small smile. He sat down next to me.

My meds were really starting to kick in, and I began to feel drowsy. I turned and crawled to the head of the bed, curling up into a ball. Calum rose his eyebrows but followed suit and laying down next to me.

"Lucky is slowly returning to a fetus," he laughed.

I grinned tiredly as I scooted closer to him, laying my head on his stomach.

Let me tell you, the most calming thing I had ever felt.

Calum's rhythmic breathing was soothing, and rather than counting sheep, I counted his deep breaths. I fell asleep cuddled into him, and I never wanted to fall asleep differently.

i know i know i suck i haven't updated in like a week sorryyyyy

well hopefully this chapter is fulfilling enough.

do you forgive meeee?

yAY THEY'RE FINALLY TOGETHER SORTA YEAH THEY ARE YEEEEEEEE

OKAY LOVE YOUUUU