All We Need Is Love ♦A 1D & 5SOS Adoption Story♦
Chapter Twenty-Two
Melody's POV
Outfit
I sighed as I sat on the couch, feeling just a little overwhelmed by what I noticed while I was with Liv. It's not like she had flat out told me that something was going on between her and Luke but I saw the way she blushed when she talked about him and the way he wrapped his arm around her waist while introducing her to Calum. It was weird. I mean sure Luke was only about four years older than her but this was serious incest because he legally adopted her.
All of this was stressing me out. It's not like I could tell someone. That could get both of them in serious trouble. I hoped Liv what she was doing because I couldn't protect her heart for her. If this ended badly she could be stuck in a foster home alone until she was a legal adult. Things like this don't get overlooked.
I laid my head on a plush pillow in frustration as Calum walked in from the kitchen.
"Hey, I made sandwiches if you're hungry." He said. I maneuvered my head so that my chin rested on the throw pillow and looked up at him from under my thick eyelashes.
"I'm not." I said quietly but my stomach chose this moment to contradict me and grumbled loudly. Calum tried to cover his chuckles with fake coughing but I think he knew he wasn't very convincing.
"Fine." I groaned as I rolled my lazy self off of the couch and onto the hard floor. Calum broke into a fit of loud laughter and I quickly joined in with him, even while my inner voice was screaming at me to stop being friendly. I couldn't really help the fact that I was hilarious.
When we were done laughing, I got up and followed him to the kitchen area. Sure enough, two turkey sandwiches were sitting on the counter.
"I would've actually cooked something but I'm actually quite bad at it" He apologized with a smile. It's like he was always smiling. It was practically impossible to avoid.
"It's okay. I like turkey. Thanks." I said simply. It was basically killing me to use small such small sentences. When I'm with the girls I can probably talk a mile a minute. Years of being the younger girls' storyteller has made me a talkaholic. I hate long silences so this was really killing me.
I bit into my turkey sandwich and grabbed my phone and headphones from my skirt pockets (A/N skirt pockets are life) and pressed play on the first song that popped up which so happened to be Avril Lavigne's Smile. Gee, thanks Avril now I'm going to be thinking about his damned smile until I finished this sandwich.
Even my music isn't going to help me get through this adoption in one piece.
Outfit
I sighed as I sat on the couch, feeling just a little overwhelmed by what I noticed while I was with Liv. It's not like she had flat out told me that something was going on between her and Luke but I saw the way she blushed when she talked about him and the way he wrapped his arm around her waist while introducing her to Calum. It was weird. I mean sure Luke was only about four years older than her but this was serious incest because he legally adopted her.
All of this was stressing me out. It's not like I could tell someone. That could get both of them in serious trouble. I hoped Liv what she was doing because I couldn't protect her heart for her. If this ended badly she could be stuck in a foster home alone until she was a legal adult. Things like this don't get overlooked.
I laid my head on a plush pillow in frustration as Calum walked in from the kitchen.
"Hey, I made sandwiches if you're hungry." He said. I maneuvered my head so that my chin rested on the throw pillow and looked up at him from under my thick eyelashes.
"I'm not." I said quietly but my stomach chose this moment to contradict me and grumbled loudly. Calum tried to cover his chuckles with fake coughing but I think he knew he wasn't very convincing.
"Fine." I groaned as I rolled my lazy self off of the couch and onto the hard floor. Calum broke into a fit of loud laughter and I quickly joined in with him, even while my inner voice was screaming at me to stop being friendly. I couldn't really help the fact that I was hilarious.
When we were done laughing, I got up and followed him to the kitchen area. Sure enough, two turkey sandwiches were sitting on the counter.
"I would've actually cooked something but I'm actually quite bad at it" He apologized with a smile. It's like he was always smiling. It was practically impossible to avoid.
"It's okay. I like turkey. Thanks." I said simply. It was basically killing me to use small such small sentences. When I'm with the girls I can probably talk a mile a minute. Years of being the younger girls' storyteller has made me a talkaholic. I hate long silences so this was really killing me.
I bit into my turkey sandwich and grabbed my phone and headphones from my skirt pockets (A/N skirt pockets are life) and pressed play on the first song that popped up which so happened to be Avril Lavigne's Smile. Gee, thanks Avril now I'm going to be thinking about his damned smile until I finished this sandwich.
Even my music isn't going to help me get through this adoption in one piece.
Notes
Hi-hi Melody here. Two updates by me in less then 24 hours. How's that for awesome?!?! I posted a trailer for this book so check it out!!! Here's the link!!!
awesome sauce
11/29/14