I Can't Stop Drinking About You

"Wake up!" Someone said as they whacked me with a pillow.
I groaned and opened my eyes. Marc was standing above me.
"You know that nick is going to be here soon for the flight,"
I nodded and got up.

"You're all packed right?" He asked
I nodded my head, "yeah I'm all set,"
"Have fun," he smiled.
"I will," I grinned.

He turned to walk out and stopped, "oh, and I know that Calum sent you those flowers,"
I eyed him quizzically, "how?"
He smiled, "I just know,"
I frowned. He sighed.

"What's wrong kid?" He walked back over.
"I think," I mumbled, "-I think that I miss him Marc, a lot,"
He pulled me into a hug, "of course you do, you love him."

"But I'm not supposed to love him anymore," I whispered, "I'm supposed to love nick,"
"I think you really like nick," he told me, "but I don't think that you love him,"
"I thought I did," I whimpered.
"I know you thought so, but I don't think you'll be able to no matter how hard you try. You love Calum,"
He just hugged me for a bit, never letting go. I composed myself and got up.

"I need to get ready," I mumbled.
He nodded and left, closing my door behind himself. I showered and dressed comfortably. I went through my drawers, looking for a warm hoodie to complete the look. My eyes landed on the familiar black nirvana hoodie. I stared at it for a moment.

I shouldn't.

It was almost as if I couldn't control my actions. My hands were working with a mind of their own as I pulled it out of my drawer and held it up. I don't even remember the last time I wore it. It wasn't mine. It was Calum's. Well, it had pretty much become mine because I used to wear it to bed when he was on tour.

You see, I was a pretty smart cookie. I had gone out and got myself a bottle of the cologne that Calum used. When I missed him the most, I would put the hoodie on and spray it with his cologne. It didn't feel as lonely then. When I did that it felt like he was right there with me.

I pulled it on over my head. It was probably a stupid idea. It was clearly not mine, it was too big. I wonder why I kept this for such a long time. Then again, I was a very sentimental person. I went downstairs and saw marc in the kitchen making himself a coffee.

He turned and did a double take when he saw my outfit. He stared at me for a moment. He honestly didn't look too pleased. I decided to ignore him and look for breakfast. He was still giving me a judge mental look when I peeked over.
"What?" I asked slightly annoyed.
"Are you seriously going to go out with your boyfriend wearing your ex's hoodie?" He rose an eyebrow.
I sighed, "I dunno,"

"Look, I'm not going to say anything to nick," marc said sternly, "but you need to make up your mind,"
I looked up at him like a child being scolded by their parent. Rarely did marc ever sound serious as he did now.
"You can't keep leading nick on if your heart isn't with him," marc added.
I nodded, "I know,"
"I'm not trying to be mean," he said, "I just want you to be happy kid,"
"I know," I repeated louder.

He sighed, knowing that he was starting to piss me off. I'm sorry that I can't control my emotions at the moment. I didn't plan on missing Calum like this. I thought that I finally moved on from him. I had worked so hard to distance myself from him, because I was scared this would happen. I had a lot of thinking to do over this week with Nick. I think the week was timed perfectly, because I could finally spend time and relax with him. Being with him for a week nonstop would really test our relationship.

There was a knock on the door. I was still staring off in the distance, so marc went and answered it. I heard nicks voice as they entered the house.
"Yeah she's up," marc said
I turned and watched them come in the kitchen. I smiled tiredly at nick.
"Hi sleepy," he smiled.
"Hi," I yawned.

I noticed him looking down at the hoodie. Well shit. I shouldn't have put this on. I looked away and pretended to busy myself with looking In the fridge. Marc must've noticed because he made a nice save.
"Don't you dare lose my hoodie you hear?" He brought the mug to his lips, looking at me over the rim.
I looked over my shoulder and nodded at him, "I won't,"

I felt a lot better after that. Nick didn't pay any mind to it after that. Boy did I owe marc for that. He really was a great older brother. I don't appreciate him enough. Maybe I should buy him hockey tickets for when the bruins play the kings in LA. I made a mental note of that as I closed the fridge.

"Are you ready to go? The flight is gonna leave in a couple hours," nick said
I nodded, "yeah, just let me get my things,"
He agreed and I went upstairs, grabbing my suitcase. I took one last look at my old room. It would probably be a while until I was back here. I sighed and left, coming back downstairs.

"Bye marc," I hugged him one last time.
"Have fun," he smiled, "call me when you land,"
"Yessir," I saluted him.
"Smartass," he snorted flicking my nose.

I whined and whacked him before going over to nick. He grinned and took my hand in his.
"Bye," marc waved, watching us go.

~*~

"Do you see them?" He asked
I snorted, "nick I am too short to see anything,"
He laughed and thought for a moment. This promptly ended in him giving me a piggyback ride through the terminal. I could see a lot better now.

"There they are," I pointed.
He followed my gaze and nodded.
"Forward march peasant," I ordered playfully.
He laughed and obliged. I could see his family all waiting with happy smiles. Even all his brothers and niece were there. How cute.

They spotted us and his mom looked so happy to see him. I giggled. I had met his family before, so I wasn't nervous or anything. Denise, his mother, was such a sweetheart and thankfully for me, she liked me. His dad, Paul, was really funny.

"Nick," Joe grinned, "nice to finally see you,"
Nick rolled his eyes at joes sarcastic comment and placed me down. I couldn't even react before his mom pulled me into the tightest hug I've ever experienced.
"It's been so long dear," she giggled, "you look beautiful,"
I blushed shyly, "thank you,"

She smiled brightly at the reaction she got from me. Nick was reuniting with his brothers in the meantime.
Kevin, Joe, and Frankie greeted me happily as well. It made me feel a lot better and less awkward. I mean, this wasn't my family. Nick grinned down at me and grabbed my hand.

"C'mon, let's head home," he said
I nodded and we followed them out.

Notes

Heeey I'm back! So I'm still somewhat grounded so I can't be on 24/7 like before, but I'm hoping to update my other stories tonight too so hold tight!

Thoughts on her decision to wear Calum's hoodie? Should she just end it already? Do you feel bad for her? Or nick?

Keepin it real
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