Remember to Forget

Chapter 19

Luke's POV

I walk into the waiting room, and of course Delilah is behind the front desk. It's been almost a week since I last saw her, and I've been doing pretty well avoiding her until now.

"Hi, Luke," she says quietly when I walk past the desk.

I don't do anything in response. I sit in the farthest possible seat from Delilah.

I can't help but notice that she's wearing a shirt Delia had.

"That song is horrible, Calum. How do you- Luke! You just spilled your water all over my shirt!" Delia shrieks.

I bite my lip to try not to laugh. "Oops, sorry!"

"You're so clumsy. You're lucky it's just water."

"Want my shirt?" I offer.

"Please, say no," Calum says.

"It's fine," she says laughing. "It'll dry."

"Sorry," I say, laughing.

"I hate you," Delia mumbles as she leans her head on my shoulder.

"I hate you more," I whisper.

"I hate you guys the most," Calum says.

"Shut up," we say in unison.

"I'm just saying, this is my house You guys come in here and eat my food and curl up together on the couch. It's my house. You're supposed to do things with me."

"We're not going to do things with you," I say, laughing.

Delia slaps my shoulder, but I can tell she's trying not to laugh.

"I hate you so much, Lucas," Calum says rolling his eyes.

I get off the couch and run over to Calum who's sitting in a beanbag chair. I wrap my arms around him and nearly crush him.

"Calum needs a cuddle," I say in a child-like voice.

"I do not," he says, shoving me off of him. "Go back to your girlfriend."

I lay on the floor and poke Calum in the cheek. "C'mon. Smile!"

He pushes my hand away. "No."

"You're no fun," I say. I hug in my knees and rest my head on top of them. I smile cheesily at Calum, and he looks up at Delia.

"Your boyfriend is a weirdo," he says.

"When will you stop referring to us as boyfriend and girlfriend? We have names," Delia says.

"When you break up."

"Who says we'll break up?" Delia and I say in unison. Again.

Calum laughs. "It's creepy how you always say the same thing."

"You're just jealous," I tell him.

Delia leaves for a second to go get something to eat, leaving Calum and me alone.

"Have you told her that you love her yet?" Calum asks quietly.

Calum knows everything about me, and vice versa. We tell each other everything, he's like a brother to me.

I look down at my hands. "No."

"You need to tell her."

"Tell me what?" Delia asks, returning quicker than expected.