Callum & Harper (Sleepless 1)

Any doubt I had that Callum may have liked me, completely vanished the instant he insisted to Sam that we were strictly roommates. I felt like such a complete fool. He liked Sam. And who wouldn’t? Sam was gorgeous.

She was tall, well taller than me, with bright beautiful blonde straight hair that tapered down her back. She had light blue eyes and a body that could rival Brooklyn Decker’s. Who, by the way, I finally realized she looked exactly like. I believe I was close to the exact opposite of Sam. Bigger hips, bigger eyes, bigger lips, bigger hair. Everything about me was bigger than her except for my height, of course. I had coppery hair and gold eyes which I’d always thought were sort of my best features until, that is, I met Sam, now I wasn’t so sure.

Yeah, she was prettier than I was, maybe, but that didn’t bother me. It never really bothered me to meet girls prettier than I was. I was jealous of Sam for a completely different reason. She had Callum’s attention. I thought, at first, that he was getting annoyed at her but then I realized that he was probably annoyed with her. She belonged to Charlie and she was untouchable. That would be enough to drive anyone insane.

“Harper?” I heard but Cherry said it in such a way that it made me think she’d been trying to get my attention for awhile.

“What? I’m sorry. Did you need me?”

“I was asking if you wanted to borrow any clothes for the concert tonight.”

“That’s really nice of you to offer but you’re like six foot tall, Cherry. I doubt anything would fit.”

At that, Cherry only laughed. “Come on, girl. Just check out my closet. I think I may have a few mini’s in there that would fit you. Any of them would look chic with a pair of combats,” Cherry said, winking at me.

She picked me up by my arm and dragged me to a closet set deep within the wall. She opened the doors and an unbelievably amount of clothing practically burst out.

“Oh. My. Gosh.” I said, in shock. “How do you even close the doors?”

o;And oh so humble,” I snorted.

“It was a joke, bonehead. Seriously, I think I want to explore your feelings for me. Aren’t you even the littlest bit curious as to how that might go?”

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at her point blank. It took a few seconds for my mouth to catch up to my thoughts.

“No,” I said succinctly.

“What?” She asked, her chin dropped to her chest.

“No, I can honestly say I am not in the least bit curious.” I noticed and stared at the stop light ahead of me. The light turned green just as the truth of that hit me. “Huh. That’s funny.”

“What is exactly supposed to be funny here, Callum?”

“I don’t want you anymore, Sam.”

“Uh! What? That can’t be, Callum. You don’t stop loving someone just out of nowhere like that.”

“I think what I felt for you was more lust than love, Sam. How can you truly love someone who harbors no real interest in you? I may have been pathetic but I knew I was worth more than the way you treated me. Besides, it wasn’t meant to be. Trust me, it just wasn’t meant to be.”

I started walking towards Cherry’s but she pulled my sleeve hard and I almost lost control of the bag I was carrying.

“Callum Tate, I’m giving you a chance. I think we both know you’d be missing out if you didn’t take it.”

“Ah, and there’s that winning charm. You may still be a sort of sweet girl, Sam, but you really have no idea what humility is nor do you know what really matters in life.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “Oh come off it, Callum!” I didn’t acquiesce and that made her visibly angry. She tucked her hands at her side and leaned her head back. “And I suppose this Harper chick, she knows what’s important in life? I already know how humble she must be seeing as her simple looks have probably already instilled that little life lesson.”

I dropped the bag I was carrying and instinctively got closer to her face, my blood boiling underneath my skin. “If you ever talk badly about Harper again, Sam. You and I will never speak again.” I picked the bag back up and started to walk off quickly but stopped and threw over my shoulder, “You and I both know that her simple looks are a little more complex than you’re implying. In fact,” I said, turning and walking back to Sam, to drive the point home, “I’d go so far as to say she’s the most complex girl I’ve ever come across and that includes even the most illustrious version of you, Sam.” I stared her down and it took her quite awhile to remember to blink. “See you tonight.”

When I walked in to Cherry’s, Cherry and Harper were cuddled up next to one another laughing like they’d known each other their entire lives.

“What are you guys talking about?” I asked, already laughing.

“Oh, Cherry was just telling me about the time you were at one of her shows and were dancing with a girl with bright orange hair, lost control of yourself, then fell through the bathroom doors.”

“Oh God! Cherry! You told her that?”

“Yeah, but I forgot the part where you...” I had already dropped breakfast on the nearby coffee table and was on top of Cherry, my hand covering her mouth, before the rest could come out.