Who's Gonna Love You Like Me? [Brother's Best Friend!Calum AU]

Part 1

"Yeah," Calum responded, his voice sounding too deep, heavy with the thoughts swirling in his head. Josie figured she had an idea what was running through his mind. He took another sip of his drink, brown eyes on blue, her own gaze following the way his tongue swiped across his lower lip, hating that she couldn't pull her gaze away. All too aware that he was watching her track his movements, a hardship she would have to learn to get past. His eyes never left hers as he raised his cup, a silent cheers, as he repeated, "Just like old times."

*****

The sun was bright. Then again, this was California, and the sun was always bright. Especially as June began and the sun remained high and relentless. It felt warm against Calum's skin, which he'd eventually cool down by taking advantage of the tempting pool in front of him. And he wanted to jump in already, except he remained planted on the poolside chair, refusing to submerge himself in the cold water because of the woman already enjoying it. So he stayed put, feeling the heat burn his legs and the thin layer of sweat that clung to his skin, depriving himself of the welcoming water because he needed to keep his distance.

Music was playing through Luke's backyard, but Calum couldn't tell what song was playing, attention muffled by his focus being on Josie. Or, specifically, it was on trying not to be on the woman. Sipping his beer, Calum blinked behind his sunglasses, trying to anchor himself to the conversation happening around him by trying to get a grasp on reality. It was just him, the boys, and Josie—how it used to be at times when they were younger. Except there was nothing adolescent in the way his gaze lingered on Josie from behind the shades of his glasses. Yet he tried to listen to the song, foot tapping as his mind slowly picked up on the beat. Anything to try and get a solid grasp on his surroundings to pull out of his jumbled thoughts.

"The salon's nice, then?" Ashton questioned, popped up from the middle of a hideous duck float, arms crossed on top as he looked at Josie.

She was laying on her stomach on a pool float, legs kicked up and ankles crossed. "So nice," she answered with an appreciative groan. Calum took a breath, sipping his beer again as the sound rang in his ears. "Really fucking fancy, and everyone's so nice. And the same company owns the nail salon next door so we get discounts." With a wide grin, she added, "Pretty nails twenty-four-seven."

She emphasized this point by lifting one hand and wiggling her fingers to show off already painted and long nails. Calum's eyes followed the movement from where he sat, and the sun burned his skin. He straightened his posture, trying to rid of the all too familiar stinging sensation that dragged down his back. His muscles twitched, taking a breath as he tried to rid of the feeling, the reminder of a memory that was still fresh in his mind despite the months that passed.

Calum smacked his lips after forcing down the sip of beer, looking down at the bottle he held in mild distaste. Suddenly, he felt as though he needed a drink far stronger than this. Something to wipe the images lighting up his mind.

Michael walked out from the house, flip flops echoing on the concrete, signaling his presence as he walked down the few steps from the back door to the pool area. He settled down on the chair next to Calum. "A friend of Crystal's booked a couple of tables for tomorrow night at the new club that opened up in West Hollywood." His green eyes looked at the four people he was with. "You guys down to go?"

Luke waded into the water behind Josie, and Calum watched with a quirk of his eyebrows, noting the way his best friend was making it a point to be particularly quiet in his silent approach towards Josie as Ashton answered, "Yeah; I've got a business dinner so I'll meet you guys there." He munched on some chips. "Just send me the details."

Michael nodded, looking between Calum at his right and Josie in the pool in front of them. "What about you guys?"

"Sure," came both of their responses, Josie's excited while Calum's more subdued. His gaze wandered back to Josie and he didn't miss the way her smile kind of froze on her face, rolling her lower lip into her mouth before breaking their gaze. She couldn't seem to hold their gaze for too long, as opposed to him, who couldn't stop looking at her, enough to notice the way her eyes dulled when she heard his hesitated answer. Look at me. The words echoed in his mind, wanting her to hear them. Look. At. Me. Why he wanted her to look at him, he had no idea. All he could think about when their eyes connected, even for a few seconds, were the overwhelming memories he had shoved into a box in his mind. But the more he looked at her, the more prominent the images in his mind became.