Never in a Million Years ✔️

7-My favorite pain in the ass

I hear a light tapping. It was still dark out, so I knew I hadn't been asleep very long. It was coming from my balcony door.

I ignored it for the first minute but after another minute goes by, I finally decided to get up.

I slowly creep over to my balcony door with my automatic pocket knife in hand just in case, I always had something with me. Once I reach the door though I immediately drop in back into my sweatpants pocket when I see it's just Caleb .

"What are you doing here?" I question as I join him out on the balcony. My dad didn't want people coming up here without him knowing...especially if that person was a guy regardless if it's only Caleb.

"You aren't fine" he says looking down at me with a serious face

"Caleb I'm fine," I tell him, almost believing myself it was true

"Dude I know you, you aren't fine" He says, gently putting his hands on my shoulders and he looks over my face before meeting my eyes

"Caleb just go back with my brothers, they'd kill you if they knew you were up here" Caleb would come up here all the time but at this point I was just trying to make up excuses. To be honest though, if they knew he'd been coming up here I don't think they'd be very happy.

"No they wouldn't, I came up here almost every night before you left and they never said anything," he says, revealing a small grin

"That's because they never caught you" I mumble before looking up at him

"Then they won't catch me this time either" the boyish grin is now full on his face, making the corners of my lips quirk up

"Why did you come up here?" I question tiredly

"Like I said, you aren't okay, so I got ice cream" he grins holding up a cup of my favorite ice cream

I mirror his grin slightly and take it from him
"thank you" I say quietly

"What was that?" He jokes as he sits down

"Oh shut up you heard me" I say making him laugh "but thank you"

"No problem, anything for my favorite pain in the ass" he chuckles lightly

"hey! I am not a pain the ass"

"Yeah you are"

"Yeah I am" I huff as a smile makes its way onto my face

"So what's up?" He questions

"What do you mean?" I join him on the floor of my balcony

"Why were you crying?"

"I wasn't"

"Your eyes are puffy and they're dark brown, you were crying" He points to my cheeks as I try to hide my face

I didn't want him to know I was crying.
"How the hell could you tell my eyes were dark brown" I joke trying to lighten the mood

"I pay attention" he shrugs "now back to my question"

"Fine, I just miss them and I'm worried"

"Thats what I thought"

"I know I'm overreacting"

"No you aren't, it's reasonable, other than Em and Beck, Ryan was your best friend, he's the only other one besides me who knew about the shit with your mom and he and Zach
practically raised you. Lance is just as much your brother as Ryan was"

"Yeah, it's just hard, I went from seeing them and talking to them every day to barely 20 minutes every four months"

"I get it, Ryan was the big brother I was always able to talk to, I had Zach and I had Austin but they were already out of the house by the time I started to get real problems" he lightly chuckles
It was true by the time we were in middle school zach and Austin were already gone and out of the house.