chapter 45: where do you want to live?
♤✶ఌ𖨆ఌ✶ 𐐒𐐚 ✶ఌ𖨆ఌ✶♤
Camilla
I thought back to the city. Theo and I stopped in on our way to his parents' house. "Remember those houses I said I loved when we stayed at the hotel?"
Theo nodded, "Yes."
"I want to live there someday."
"I liked it there too," Parker said, remembering our time there. "It was one of my favorite places I've been."
"We would need to save up. Graduate first, of course, but I think we could do it pretty easily."
He smiled, "Yeah. I think so too."
"What are you scared of? Like deep, not hamsters?" I asked.
"Dying. It's basic, but I think it's the only thing that really makes me panic when thinking about it."
"Just dying in general?"
He thought, "I guess. I think it's a hard concept to wrap my head around, being so lively one second and then never taking a breath again the next. Terrifying."
"There's some peace in dying," I responded.
"How?"
"You get to know what happens after death."
"I don't care too much about life after death," Theo answered.
"You don't?"
"No."
"I get worried about if there's a life after death," I admitted, "I hope there is. I want to be able to see everyone again once I pass away."
"Me too," Theo now agreed.
Parker mixed together the cookie batter as I sat on the counter eating chips, "I really like that you took up cooking and baking."
"It's actually really fun," he explained to me.
"Disagree."
"You didn't like the cooking class?"
I smiled, "No I did. But, not my thing."
He laughed making me smile even harder. Sprite barked and I looked down at him before tossing him a couple chips.
He's cute.
I thought back to mine and Parker's conversation earlier in the week, "Were you really nervous to talk to me the first time we met?"
He nodded, "Yeah."
"Why?" I almost laughed.
"I just was."
-flashback in Theo's pov-
YOU ARE READING
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘆| ✔︎
Romance"I hate you." "Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance." "I am." "Are you very sure?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?" "No." "Well, they should." ·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙ Her definition of perfect was qu...