Hanna was slowly walking through the cold streets of Rosewood. It was night and she was coming home.
The day before, there had been the explosion at Toby's house. She was freaking out about -A coming back, but she was upset also (and maybe most of all) because Caleb was back.
She was with Travis. She was trying to move on. She couldn't know that Caleb would have been back. But he was. And now, she just didn't know how to handle it.
But she came back to herself when she saw right Caleb sitting on a bus bench. He was wrapped in his coat and was staring at the ground. There wasn't any bus anymore, it was late. What was he doing there? It was freezing and it looked like it would have started raining soon.
She approached him and he finally lifted his head, noticing her presence.
"Caleb... What are you doing here?" she asked.
Caleb sighed and shook his head.
"Hey... Nothing, I just... I'm waiting for a friend." he replied.
But Hanna knew when he was lying. And he definitely was now.
"You don't have many friends here... Toby is out of town and he's not coming back tonight, so it can't be him. Maybe Lucas? I don't even know if you two still talk to each other by now." she said, wanting to lead him to the truth.
Caleb didn't answer. He just pushed his lips one on the other.
Everytime he saw Hanna he thought about what he had missed. What he couldn't have anymore. What he had lost. And he thought that not only she was no longer his girl, but she also was someone else's girl. Travis was nice and everything but, dammit, that was his Hanna. But he had let her go. And he couldn't blame anybody but himself for it.
"Caleb... We both know you're not waiting anybody. What are you doing here?" Hanna asked again.
"That's none of your business. We're no longer together, am I wrong?" he snapped.
Hanna froze at his words. They hurt her like hell. She felt a pain in her chest, right into her heart. Caleb looked up at her and noticed tears forming in her eyes. He immediately cursed himself for his toughness. Of course he still hated seeing her that way. Plus she was right. She was perfectly right.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." he sighed, roaming a hand through his hair.
Hanna sighed and bited her lip.
"Never mind. I should have minded my own business, you're probably right." she added.
Caleb took a deep breath and looked up at her again.
"I'm not meeting anyone. I'm just getting ready for the night." he said.
Hanna widened her eyes in shock.
"Are you gonna sleep here?" she asked.
Caleb shrugged.
"It's not like I haven't spent the night on a bench before." he whispered then.
"But why would you stay here?"
"Toby's house is destroyed, remember? I was staying there, but now... " he explained.
Hanna bited her lip and nodded.
"Caleb, you can't sleep here, though." she said then.
"Well, it will be just for tonight, I guess."
"Then where are you gonna stay?"
"I'm planning on going to Montecito soon. And I think it will be for good. I came back here in Rosewood for a reason, but my presence here actually doesn't make sense now that... Well... I'm just taking the next bus tomorrow morning." he stammered.
Hanna knew what was the reason why he had come back. It was her. But he had also found out about Travis, that's why he wanted to go to his parents in California. If he couldn't be with her, then he preferred to go far away from her. It made sense.
She didn't know what to say. She just looked at him wrapped tight in his coat, suffering the cold. His nose was red, he was slightly trembling even if he was trying his best not to show how much he was cold.
"I just... I thought you were staying here a little longer." she finally said.
Caleb shrugged.
"Why should I? I neither have a place where I can crash now. Plus, I don't have anyone here... Anymore." he replied.
Hanna sighed at his words. She just wished he could have stayed. His presence still made her feel safe, or at least safer. The previous night, she felt better even just when he had held her hand, or when there was the explosion and he had managed to wrap his arms around her protectively.
Yeah, she still felt him like her guardian angel.
"Look, I wish you didn't leave tomorrow, but I'm no one to ask you to stay, especially..." she started but then she didn't know how to continue.
Caleb just gave her a small nod, before returning to look to the ground. But Hanna had to finish, so she continued.
"Anyway, I'm not gonna let you sleep here, Caleb. It's freaking cold and you're trembling, and... I don't get why you should sleep on a bench. You can come to my place."
Caleb looked up at her and laughed.
"Hanna, do you realize the absurdity of what you've just said?" he added, shaking his head.
"That's not absurd. It's just for tonight. Yeah, I'm obviously not gonna tell my mom, but... You know, there's still your couch in the basement." she replied, letting out a small smile at the end of her statement.
Caleb couldn't hold back a little smile as well, but then he immediately cleared his throat and lowered again his gaze.
"I don't think it's a good idea, Hanna." he said without meeting her eyes.
"Look, Caleb... Can you just put aside our things for one night? You need a place to stay right now. Don't act pride and just come with me. You know I don't change my mind so easily."
Caleb sighed again.
"I just..." he started, but Hanna just offered her hand to him.
"Please. I won't move from here until you give in. There's no way that you're sleeping here tonight."
Caleb raised his eyebrows and took her hand, standing on his feet.
"You shouldn't do this for me. You should hate me." he said then, looking into her eyes.
"I could never hate you. Caleb, whatever happens, you can always count on me. I will never turn my back at you." she smiled shyly.
Caleb nodded and let go of her hand.
"Thanks." he just said, as the two started walking in an awkward silence towards Hanna's house.
Hanna entered in silence in her house. Caleb was hesitant to get in, but Hanna turned to him and gesturing for him to come.
"My mom's still out. There's no one." she assured him.
Then, Caleb got in and gave a look at those familiar walls. It was like an homecoming. Hanna's house smelt good. More specifical, of floor detergent, the one which was a mix between lemon and lavender and that Ashley had always liked to use. It was that smell and Caleb could perfectly recognize it.
"Have you eaten?" Hanna asked.
Caleb closed the door behind his back and took some steps.
"I'm fine, I had a sandwich at the Brew. Thanks." he replied.
Hanna nodded awkwardly.
"Something to drink?" she asked again.
He simply shook his head.
"Can I just use the bathroom so I can go to sleep?" he asked back.
"Sure. My mom will probably be back in half an hour, so... You have time." she replied, smiling.
He nodded and made his way to the bathroom with his backpack still on his right shoulder, as Hanna leaned by the kitchen counter.
She was glad she had been able to convince him to come over, but it felt all so awkward. He was in Rosewood for her, and now that he had learnt that she had someone else, he wanted to leave. She was hoping he would have changed his mind. It might felt awkward having him around now, but it felt good at the same. Hanna was willing to let him stay there for all the time he needed to if he was going to stay in Rosewood. Despite Travis or anybody and anything else, she wanted him there for her. Maybe it was selfish, but that's how she felt. She had missed too much and now he was back and she didn't wanna lose him again.
Never again.
Caleb reappeared in the kitchen taking her back to reality.
"I'm done. I think I'm going downstairs." he said, giving her a small smile.
"Fine. If you need anything, just give me a ring." she smiled.
"Thank you, Hanna. Goodnight." he said, before walking to the door which leaded to the basement.
"Caleb, wait." she called, turning to him.
He looked at her waiting for her to speak, so she did.
"Look, it might sounds selfish, but I really wish you stayed in Rosewood. Yesterday, with all that happened, I didn't even have the chance to thank you. You were there for me, it was a tough moment and you were there for me. It's nice to have you back here and... I hope you won't leave this time."
Caleb gave her another small smile.
"Hanna, as I know that I can count on you and that you will never turn my back at me, you should know that it's the same for me. You're the reason I'm back here in the first place." he replied.
"So you're gonna stay?"
Caleb sighed.
"I don't know... I don't know if I can bear... The current situation." he replied quicky, pursing his lips.
"I get it. Promise me you're gonna think about it, though. If you decide to stay, I'll be happy. I have absolutely no right to claim you here for me, but I wanted you to know this."
"I'll think about it." he nodded, still smiling.
Hanna smiled back.
The two remained to watch each other for an undefinied time. The one was studying the features which had so much missed of the other. Caleb was focused on her deep blue eyes, on her creamy skin, her way to play with her hair when she was nervous. Hanna studied his new stubble, his new haircut, his same chocolate orbs. He looked good, maybe even more than once, she thought, blushing at her own thoughts, as he simply thought that she looked beautiful as always.
"Well, it's time for me to go. My couch is waiting for me. I bet it missed me." he joked, breaking their comfortable silence.
"I missed you too." Hanna blurted out, without thinking.
Caleb's mouth opened slightly at her words, as Hanna was silently cursed herself for her impulsivity. She bited her lip and sighed.
"Goodnight." Caleb whispered with a shy smile, before opening the door to the basement.
Hanna stuttered a goodnight back and watched as he closed the door behind his back. She let out a deep sigh and a small smile.
If he wasn't going to leave, it was gonna be nice having him back there. That was his home.
Caleb entered the basement and placed his backpack on the floor. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of those familiar walls. His couch was still there. Maybe the whole room was dustier than the last time he had checked, but it still was the basement of the Marin's house. He quickly got rid of his clothes and dropped himself on the couch with just his boxers, covering himself with the comforter it was placed there.
Everything looked the same of once.
Except for the fact that Hanna was no longer his.
He was happy to be there, but it also hurt him. He wanted to stay, to protect her, but the thought that she had a boyfriend who wasn't him, made him feel sick. He had promised to think about it, so he was thinking.
Hanna had told him to stay. Despite Travis, she wanted him there. And he couldn't remain indifferent to this awareness. He had left her when she needed him, but now he was back, and she still seemed to need him. He really didn't know if hiding in her basement once again being now his ex-boyfriend was a good idea, but he knew that she needed his closure.
He might could have searched for another place to stay later, if it would have become too weird or uncomfortable for him to stay there given the circumstances, but in that moment Caleb decided to stay in Rosewood. Because Hanna needed him. And he wasn't going to leave her again. He had already left her once and it was still the biggest mistake of his life. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again.
A/N: And here's my new story :) Thank you to the guest who suggested me this ;) So... You guys have to know a few things about this fic... It's set after 5x05. All that happened later, just forget about it. Then, let's pretend that Caleb was staying right in Toby's house and not in the cabin, so, after the explosion, he finds himself with nowhere to go. Well, I'm sorry to bring Travis up once again, haha :D But I want to make soooo much drama and if Hanna and Caleb were already back together when he moves in her basement, it wouldn't be so funny, right? ;) I think I'm also gonna upload "Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen" later. Don't worry, I'll keep up all my current stories :) Hope you guys are gonna enjoy this as well and let me know what do you think reviewing :) Love! xx -Atramea.
