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I took a lot of pictures of Callum. Of him doing absolutely nothing either. Which meant they were all candid, and my mate was totally the most handsome man alive. He looked good doing nothing. Luckily, he didn't fight me when I went in and smooshed my cheeks with his for a very cheesy selfie of us.
"Why this many photos?" Callum asked, giving me his irresistible one dimpled smile. He scrolled through the hundreds of photos I had of him reading, cooking, doing nothing.
There was this deep fear in me - if I forgot him again. "Wouldn't it be easier to me just to know you if my memories ever got distorted?"
Callum's eyes narrowed as he looked past the same photos of him. He pulled my phone to his direction, and he made a gesture to me. I saw that the phone was on video and he was recording.
"Hi my name is Callum and I'm completely and totally in love with Freya."
See, I'm not the only cheesy person here. I nudged him, but I followed his lead. My smile was so big I'm sure it would burst out of my face. "I'm Freya and I love my mate here, Callum."
Callum turned to me, giving me a kiss on the cheeks, and I pulled him down for a kiss on my lips. He wrapped his strong arms around me, pulling me impossibly closer. It was sweet, perfect and-
"I didn't see anything," a solemn voice said. Wyatt. He barged outside where I thought we were private. Both of us leapt away from each other, but Callum still held on to my waist with one arm, and expertly put my phone in my back pocket, giving me a wicked smile as he did.
"Sorry, Wyatt," I said sheepishly, feeling awkward. Wyatt waved it off, and I was so glad that it was him and not anyone else. Wyatt was the only cool tempered one in contrast to his twin who was all fire and flames.
Right after Wyatt, West came crashing on his back with Edith holding his hand. Edith silently communicated something with West because nodded, and looked at me. Deep inside, I knew what it was about, so I wasn't surprised when West stepped forward, hestitating only for a second.
"Frey, can we talk?" West asked me, glancing back at Callum, who loomed behind me.
Callum squeezed my shoulder, giving me the encouragement I needed. "We'll leave you guys to talk," Callum said, following Wyatt and Edith to the exit.
West stood at the door entrance for a moment.
Then he blurted, "I'm an idiot, Frey. Seriously. Most of the time I only say stuff without thinking about what I mean when I'm pissed off. And I know - I know I used your insecurity against you which wasn't fair because I'm stupid, okay? You know you're smarter and better than me in every way."
"West," I said, coming to him, and he put his hands out, hugging me in his usual bear hug way, and he lifted me up. I poked him in the chest. "Yes, what you said was horrible."
He winced, "I know. You're more than just a shopping addict-" I playfully punched him, but he grinned. "Sorry, but you know it's true."
"Fine, okay, I love shopping. Sue me."
"I guess I should have asked why you were acting so strange instead of taking it out on you. I had this weird idea in my head how you and Edith would become instant best friends and the people I love would all be happy and together. So when it didn't go as planned, I took it out on you. Which wasn't fair to you at all. What can I do to make it up to you?"
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