In the corner of my living room, there was a navy blue acoustic guitar. It was my mums, one of the only things that we could bond over. I rarely saw her now, but I remember when I was younger, she would play me songs whilst I sat on her lap. Now, Calum was walking towards that guitar. He picked it up in his tanned hands, and held it towards his chest. "I haven't played an acoustic in a while, but I wrote you a song." He smiled at me. I smiled back, and sat up next to him. He stared to play. "I remember the day you told me you were leaving, I remember the make-up running down your face. And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them, like every single wish we ever made. 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 erase. 'Cause I'm not fine at all." Ashton looked up at him. "It's okay, actually it's quite good. It's not as up-beat as our other stuff, but it works." Luke nodded. "It should stay as an acoustic track on the album, it works well that way." Michael stood up. "Drinks, boys?" He asked. Everyone, other than me and Calum, walked into the kitchen. "What about you, Asia? What did you think?" Calum asked me. "I loved it." I smiled. I really didn't want him to bring up last night, but I knew it was almost certain he would. "So yesterday, with Ashton, I kinda poured my heart out. A Bit like with this song. Asia, if I can't have you tell me now. Because I'd rather completely forget you, than all deeper in love with you and you not love me back." His eyes shone in the sunlight, as he stared back at me, desperate for me to reply. "Cal, I didn't want to fall in love with you. We were friends, then friends with benefits. But now, I want the strings to attach. I want the tears, the love, the arguments. If you don't, fine. But if you do, please tell me now. So I don't have to spend the rest of my life hoping and praying you so love me." Calum smiled so big, it almost reached his ears. He grasped my shoulder, and pulled me in towards him. He kissed me, which was enough to tell me everything. It seemed to go on for hours, rarely coming up for air. And then, the boys came back into the room.