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 Carrie's POV


I walked out of Target, holding the groceries I bought in a paper bag. Everything had been so...


Bad? I think that's the word.


After my ex-boyfriend left me.


*3 months ago*


  I was in a middle of a fight.


"Go away from me...." I moan, trying to get away from him.


Oh, right. 'Him' was my boyfriend, Callum.


 "Babe, I'm sorry," Callum begs at my knees. "I'm sorry. I'll never see that woman again, I swear!"


  But nothing he's saying is convincing me. "You said that you'll love me. You'll care for me. Stay with me. What happened to that Callum I first met in high school?! All I'm seeing now is a liar and a two-timer!"


Callum sobbed now at my feet. "Please. I'll be better!"


"Just go live your life with that idiot, Kelsey!" I shouted. "I hate you!!!"


The bedroom fell silent. All the sound being left to hear was him sobbing.


"If that is what you want," Callum stands up, wiping his face and looking strong. "I'll go."


*Now*


"WATCH OUT!!" a voice shouts and I was immediately snapped to reality. I was on the middle of the road. The traffic light was green.


Shit.


I turn to my right, a car charging against me. Now, I was too weak to move.


Then someone saved me.


"Ahh!"


We both fell, the driver became out of control and accidentally drove to the pavement. But he professionally got back on the road.


"Watch where 'yer goin' next time, alright?!" The driver shouted.


The man on top of me was heavy alright. It felt like I was under a cow.


I open my closed eyes and it met with chocolate-brown ones.


He stood up and helped me. Everyone closed around us, asking millions of questions.


"Are you okay, ma'am?" "Did you get hurt?!" "Wow, he was sure brave enough to save you." and so on.


The guy had black hair. And I quickly assumed he was an Asian.


By the way, I was half-Asian.


My dad came from the Philippines whilst my mother came from America. It was my appearance that came from my mother and my personality...well, I think both.


((A/N- my dad and sister are in a total fart fest. dey r like farting at each other on the bed while im sitting here. My sis: "We're like upside-down crabs," lol oh and HIPOLITO is my last name ahaha i couldnt come up with something else. I wanted C.H both cal and carrie))


The guy scratched his neck, blushing at all the compliments the people were giving him. "Hey. You were zoning out over there. I just couldn't help it and save you."


I smiled at him. "Thanks,"


"No problem. My name is Calum Hood."


My heart stopped.


"C-Calum?" He doesn't look like the way he's supposed to.


"With one 'L'." He tells me.


"U-uhm..." I stuttered, loss of words.


Calum.


"My name is Carrie Hipolito. I take it you are an Asian?" I say, succeeding without stuttering.


He groaned sheepishly. "I'm actually Scottish, Australian and New Zealand. Everyone assumes I'm an Asian because of my hair."


"Oh,"


"Well, be careful next time on the roads, okay?" He tells me. I nodded.


"Thanks for the tip."


We both walk away from each other. The crowd followed him, obviously. He was the hero of the day.


Calum.


END OF CHAPTER 1


wow didnt knew it'd ended up like that. ehehehehehe 


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