We Haven't Forgotten

Maybe it’s the effects of the NyQuil that I took earlier or the foul mood that I’m in because I’m sitting next to Calum on the plane. I rest my head on the close window and sigh loudly, blocking out all the noise from Ashton giggling alongside with the Michael and Luke. An elbow jabs into my side and a scowl is immediately carved into my face and my head turn over to Calum.

“Do you think you think that for once you could keep your body parts to yourself?” I snap and I hear an ‘ooo’ come from Michael’s seats. Calum rolls his eyes and scoffs. I close my eyes, hoping that the twelve hour flight that we have ahead of us will go by faster than what they are feeling like right now. I think, and think for what feels like two hours, listening to my music and day dreaming about how it would be like if I had never met the boys. I’d probably be dead. I just let my thoughts go into oblivion.

(Calum POV)
I stare at her perfect lips and the way that her lips part slightly when she’s asleep. I think of what had happened two night ago, she trusted me with her body, love, and I used it to my advantage. I regret it so much and she’s mad at me because of her trying to trust me again. I want to apologize so much, but she’s so mad. Her finger twitch, she’s awake and her eyes fly open, she gasps for breath.

“Oh my god, J, are you okay?” I place my hand on her back and place my other hand on her thigh. Tears escape her eyes and she bites her lip, blocking a sob but she can’t hold it. She puts both hands in front her mouth and muffles the tired sobs that come out of her body. I pull her towards me and she buries her face into my shoulder.

“I’m really sorry J, you don’t understand how much I regret what I said.” She nods. Wipes her tears from her face quickly and catches her breath.

“That’s probably the shortest time I’ve ever cried.” She chuckles.

“What happened this time? How long has it been since the nightmares started again?” I asked.

“Last night.” She answers.

“Tell me.” I say and pull her into me, her head rests into the place that she used to rest her head when we were together.

She tells me what she dreamed, re-telling me the events of what happened when her parents left, she relived when Benjamin hurt me, called her his property, when Fin sacrificed his life for her. All in thirty minutes. This girl has gone through too much.

“Calum?” she asks

“Yeah?”

“I accept your apology.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

I wait a few seconds.

“I never stopped loving you.” I whisper, but I’m almost sure that she’s asleep again.

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