Imagine you meeting Calum and eventually, after short weekend meet ups and late night phone conversations you’re pretty much best friends. Imagine him calling you one night, you can hear through his tone of voice he’s upset but you don’t speak on it immediately, assuming he doesn’t want to talk about it. And when you ask him, “What’s wrong Cal? I can tell something’s up.” he just sighs and admits he broke up with his girlfriend.
You’re quiet at first because you didn’t even know Calum HAD a girlfriend. But then you respond with, “Do you wanna go get some pizza and talk about it?” and you can hear him chuckle and he says, “Pizza fixes everything, huh?”
You can’t help but laugh too because when you were down about life Calum always came to see you with a pizza on hand a smile on his face.
“The pizza is a ploy, ya see, it helps soften you up so I can come in and do the fixing.” You say it with a smile but for some reason there’s silence over the receiver.
“Calum?”
You hear a sniff and you suddenly realize that a break up can’t be the sole reason for his mood. Calum was a tough cookie, and it was unlikely he was this worked up over a girl you never even knew existed.
“Is there anything else that’s bothering you, babe?” It’s a gentle suggestion, you don’t wanna be too prying but you need to know what’s going on with your friend. You’ve never heard Calum cry, and it makes you ache in places you forgot existed. Places that haven’t been touched in a long time.
He finally speaks and when he does it’s so low you almost ask him to say it again. “It’s so overwhelming.”
You wait a beat to see if he’s going to elaborate, but after a few seconds of silence you ask, “What is?”
There’s wry laughter on the line. “Everything.”
Once again you wait a second, and then say, “Everything?”
The way he sniffles before he says, “Everything” once again makes your heart tug and it doesn’t matter anymore that you have no idea what he’s talking about, you get up from where you’re sat in your house and grab your keys, making random conversation until you get to his house.
When you knock on the door you half expect him to hang up, but instead he tells you hold on and you hear his footsteps thru the phone and coming from inside his house.
You hang up the phone and smile casually at him when he opens the door, phone still in hand held a little away from his ear.
He returns your smile. “Y/N?”
His puffy red eyes hurt your feelings and you refrain from grabbing him and yanking his head down into your neck. “Are you truly that surprised to see me, Calum?”
He laughs and puts his phone in his pocket. “A little.” He’s the one who pulls you into his arms and the way he squeezes you to his body lets you know you were right to come straight over.
“You really don’t know by now?” With your soft words he pulls you back to look at you and you continue, “It doesn’t matter what’s wrong, I’ll always be here when you need me.”
And it doesn’t matter how cheesy and cliched it sounds because it makes your best friend smile, and that’s all you really want to do.
