"Why are there so many people here?" I question.
"The fans figured out you are here. It's all right everything will be fine." Stephanie smiles and grabs my hand.
Her touch sent tingles through my hand and put butterflies in my stomach. All of the worry, drifted away. I felt safe. It's crazy how just a touch could make you feel so much.
"Just keep your cool, Cal. Just make your way to the car and don't stop." Mikey smiles.
We walked through the door and as soon as my foot touched the sidewalk people were screaming things at me.
"Calum, we love you!!"
"Get well soon Cal!"
"Calum have my babies!!!"
This is literally insane. I knew our band was big, but I didn't know that we were this big! Isn't it every guys dream to have millions of girls screaming your name? In theory it sounds great, but when it's really happening it's just...weird.
After we finally made our way to the car, the anxiety left my body. I actually felt some what normal...or as normal as I can feel in this situation.
"Cal, you okay?" Stephanie asked after we had gotten settled in the car.
I gave her a soft smile and looked down at our intertwined fingers. She started to pull her hand away, but I grabbed it back and for the first time I can remember I see Stephanie smile.
The driver starts the car and a silence surrounds us. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
The driver turned on the radio and I heard a familiar noise of a guitar strumming.
"I drove by all the places we use to hang out getting wasted. I thought about our last kiss the way it felt, the way you tasted..."
This song sounds so familiar, but I can't exactly put a name on it.
"And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine, Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you? When he says those words to hurt you do you read the ones I wrote you?"
The song is so familiar. It almost brings tears to my eyes because I can tell this song has so many memories behind it. This song is special to me, I know it. Where do I know it from?
"Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? If what we had was real, how could you be fine? 'Cuz I'm not fine at all."
It was obvious everyone in the car knew the song as well, Ashton was tapping his fingers along to it almost perfectly, Scarlet was singing along while Luke and Michael were bobbing their heads to the music, but Stephanie was looking directly at me. It was almost as if she was trying to see my reaction to it. Um okay then?
"I remember the day you told me you were leaving. I remember the makeup running down your face. The dreams you left behind, you didn't need them. Like every single wish we ever made..."
Damn this song is emotional.
"I wish that I could wake up with Amnesia and forget about the stupid little things, like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you and the memories I never can escape. 'Cuz I'm not fine at all..."
What the hell?
"Who would write a song about wanting to wake up with amnesia? That's literally insane!" I say making my opinion known.
"Calum, that's your song..." Stephanie responds, seeming very uncomfortable.
I raise my eyebrow at her signaling,I don't understand what she means.
"Calum, that's one of our songs. It's on our first album..." Ashton answers for her.
Why would I write a song about wanting to wake up with amnesia? I would do anything to remember the 'stupid little things'.
If only I would have known....
--
Finally after what seemed like hours of silence, we pulled up to an apartment. This is definitely not my mums house...
We get out the car and I see Michael and pull him to the side. "Um, where are we?" I whisper shout to him.
"This is your apartment....with Steph." He explains.
WHAT?!?!
This is going to be one of the most awkward situations ever. Are we going to have to sleep in the same bed together? Is she going to expect things to just go back to normal?
"Calum, calm down it's going to be okay man." Michael says grabbing my hands which are shaking rapidly.
I pull him into a hug and just let it all out. Everything I've been feeling, all of the tears just escape and I'm full on bawling.
"Calum, everything's gonna be fine man. You'll get your memory back. It's gonna be okay." He assures.
But everything is not okay...
--
After I contain myself, Mikey takes me up to the apartment. Apartment 14b.
Michael turns to me before opening the door. "If at any moment you feel like you need a break, let me know and I can take you to my place." He assures.
I nod and then he opens the door. All of my mates, I guess you could call them that, are sitting on the couch looking in what appears to be photo albums.
"Dr.Moore said that looking at pictures from the 'lost years' could help you get your memory back so, we found some albums and decided we should give it a try, yeah?" Ashton asks.
Ashton, from what I could tell was the father of the group. He seems as though he is the one who is the most responsible and just sort of wise, I guess you could say.
"Can't hurt." I shrug, picking up an album entitled "Calum & Mali-Koa 2012".
Inside were pictures from Mali's graduation, a family vacation to Spain, pictures of me and Emma Johnson at the winter formal and some pictures of the band when it first started.
"I forgot you and Emma were a thing." Luke said interrupting my thoughts. I didn't even know he was looking at the album I was.
"We were?" I ask.
I remember Emma and I being close, but I have no recollection what-so-ever.
"Yea, you guys dated most of year 11, but she dumped you when you dropped out." He answers.
We spent the rest of the day looking at all of the albums. I saw things from our first ever gig to our first ever sold out show, our first album to our most recent album, pictures of when Stephanie and I first started dating to when I proposed. I saw everything, but I remembered nothing.
Slowly everyone started to go home, leaving Stephanie and I to ourselves. "Well, I'm going to take a shower. Here's the remote watch whatever." She announces before exiting.
I turn on the tv and start flipping through the channels. I don't even remember half of these shows...if I can't remember something as simple as this how am I going to remember how I feel in love with Stephanie.
I can feel tears running down my cheeks. Geez, was I always this emotional? I've cried loads of times just today. I'm a mess...
"Calum, babe why are you crying?" Stephanie asks running to the couch. Even with out makeup, in pajamas with ducks on them and a towel turban on she still beautiful.
"I'm just so frustrated. I can't remember anything and It's just not fair. I don't deserve this, you don't deserve this, the lads don't deserve this. I just don't understand why me? Im a good person..." I cry.
She grabbed both of my hands and held them in her own. She looked directly into my eyes and I can just tell she's holding back tears of her own.
"Calum, I know this is hard, but we will get past this. I love you and I'm not gonna give up on you. The boys won't either. You are gonna get your memory back and you know what even if you don't we can make new memories together. Cal, don't give up on yourself. You are the strongest person I know and you will make it through this."
I smile and pull her into a hug. I can tell that she's in love with me just by the way she looks at me and it breaks my heart to not be able to feel the same about her. I've gotta figure out some way to fall back in love with her because I can't afford to lose a girl as amazing as her...
"You've had a long day, why don't you go get some rest?" She suggests.
I know Stephanie is my fiancé and we were in love and all, but I don't exactly feel comfortable with sharing a bed with her...I mean maybe eventually, but definitely not any time soon.
"Don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch. You can sleep in our room." She says.
"No, no, no. You can sleep in here, I'll sleep on the couch." I suggest being the gentlemen I am.
"No way!" She scoffs. "You have a broken arm and a concussion, there's no way you are sleeping on the couch." She smiles and grabs a pillow from the bed, as well as a blanket from the closet.
"Goodnight Calum, it's nice to have you back." She smiles.
"Night Stephanie, it's good to be back...?" I say but it comes out more as a question.
She just laughs and goes into the living room.
God, please let me fall in love with her...