Chapter 17

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Calum’s POV:

I woke up and I realized I was on the couch sleeping. This was weird I don’t remember falling asleep, but you never know. I got up and looked at the clock, it read “6; 55pm”. Wow, this was a bit late for us to be sleeping. The house was quiet and peaceful with a hint of soft snoring here and there. All the lads were asleep and Cara was asleep with Luke on the other couch. Ashton was asleep on the couch across from me and next to Luke. Mikey was probably upstairs with Faith, probably cuddling but I couldn’t be for sure. He could just be sleeping on the floor next to her to make sure she didn’t have nightmares.

I looked around and I didn’t see Gabby. That was weird. It’s not like she could truly move around the house that easily with her crutches and all. I got up from the couch and quietly walked over to the backyard door. I looked around outside and she wasn’t there. I quickly yet quietly moved over to the front door and looked outside and I still didn’t see her. I opened the door and spotted her on the truck of Ashton’s car. She was just sitting there. She didn’t move a muscle. The way the sun hit her made her look even more beautiful than she already was.

I walked over to her and when she heard me coming she turned around and saw me but didn’t do anything. She didn’t move, she didn’t smile or anything. This is how I could tell something was seriously wrong.

I climbed onto the trunk with her and just sat there with her. I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. She laid her head on my shoulder and just sat there with me in peace and silence, but I am dying to ask her what is going on.

After about a half an hour, she looked up at me and then looked back down at the ground.

I tilted her chin up so she was looking at me. I could definitely tell something was wrong because Gabby was very ever truly this quiet.

“Gabs do you want to talk about it?” she didn’t respond.

“Please Gab just talk to me. I’m here for you, what’s going on?” I wanted her to know that I was here to listen to her and help in any way that I could.

She still didn’t say anything to me. Instead I could hear a very faint sound of someone crying. I looked down at Gabby and tears were coming down her face.

“Hey, babe what’s wrong?” I cupped her face and wiped the falling tears.

She just shook her head and the tears just came. I hated to see her like this. She’s been through enough I don’t’ think she can handle anymore sorrow; this was starting to truly piss me off.

“Babe, please just tell me” I wanted to comfort her, but I needed to know what was wrong first.

“My mom- my mom is probably taking me away. Along with- with Cara and Faith” my heart just sank.

“What?! Why?” I needed to find out why

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