past tense. || c.h

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Calums P.O.V

I had to resist falling for her. After all, it was the least i could do to protect myself. That sounds very inconsiderate, i know. But everyone has to worry about their own well being also.

But still i mean i was the one who beat her, if anything i should be protecting her from myself. Of course this thought was always reconciled in the back of my head, almost like it was stuck on repeat. I would never forget the thought unless she forgave me. And i can garuntee it would still torment me even after, but she will never forgive me.

"I missed this place" i heard her mumble as she turned to look out the large plexiglass window. And as soon as she turned around, i crashed my lips on hers.

It had been so long since i had seen her, and maybe it was the fact that she looked so beautfiul right there with a distant gaze in her eyes. She held this inner and outer beauty that couldnt be beaten, not even by Cinderella. I was shocked by my sudden actions, but I definitely did not regret it. This was the girl I loved, and I had screwed up things before and I planned on repairing out relationship. I just had to make the right moves as the right time.

I broke the kiss after a minute or so. I was hesitant to hear her reaction after the kiss, but I had hoped it wouldn't be as negative as id expected. But I didn't understand why she reacted the way she did.

She had smiled, a reassuring smile. I couldn't tell if she was playing a façade or if she was genuinely happy. I knew she wouldn't want to hurt my feelings after I had just openly put them out there.

I almost knew that she could read my eyes. She could tell what i was thinking. She knew i was vulnerable. I was thankful that she didnt use it as a weakness against me. The make up work was hard enough and causing another problem would be too messy to clean up.

She immediately shifted her head down, smile still present on her beautiful face, and she sighed. A sigh of gratification and accomplishment. Had she been wanting this too? Had she been wanting to forgive me for as long as id wanted her to? Was it risky that i hadnt spoken up sooner, was it now too late?

Thoughts jumbled my mind, i couldnt think straight. I was broken from my trance by a giggle. I zoned in and looked up as she stared at me in aw and laughed an adorably prescious smile. I gave a look of conspicuism and grabbed her hand in two fast motions. In a moment we were sat, hands intertwined in a dark desolate tree house. It was a rather cliche moment that had been captured millions of times before but i wanted to captureit for myself, to keep it in my brain in safe keep. Just like how i wanted to keep Dylan. Safe, and that also meant safe from me.