Sundays are always bad days since all you can think about is that the day after is Monday. But this Sunday was particularly bad as the thing I despised most wasn't just tomorrow but tonight.
I've dreaded nine o'clock since I've awoken this morning and have been grumpy all day which Jake teased me for. When it's finally eight thirty I have already packed a blanked, some snack and something to drink in a backpack and leave the house with the telescope Mrs. Spencer lent us to do our project.
After a five minute drive I arrive at Cavanaugh Park, the sky is already pretty dark and the only light beside the moon is from the few streetlights which lighten the gravel path of the park. I just take my stuff and go ahead into the park since we didn't agree on some particular point to meet.
When I reach the big meadow I leave the gravel path and find myself a comfortable spot on the grass to spread my blanket and set up the telescope before I take out my notebook and a pen for the notes.
It's a little creepy sitting here alone in the dark especially since the wind is making the leaves make strange sounds and stirs the leaves making it seem as if someone was there beside me. I shudder at the thought of someone watching me from the tree line just waiting for the right moment of distraction to make a move on me.
'C'mon Allison, you're not a baby. You can defend yourself if someone is comes to you.' I scold myself but the little voice whispering that something really bad could happen is not convinced at all.
So I keep sitting on the blanket as the night starts to get colder and my body shivers lightly so I put on my warm jacket. I hope Calum turns up soon since I wanna get this over with as soon as possible also I don't wanna be all tired in school tomorrow.
Another look at my watch tells me that it's already ten o'clock and I am way past mad. I am a raging maniac at the moment. This asshole is late again if, and that's one big IF, he even remembers the plans.
I huff as I rub my arms trying to keep my body warm. Which guy let's a girl wait alone in a dark park for hours when it's such a cool evening? I mean I could have been abducted by now or molested by some stranger.
The sound of a branch breaking startles me and I jerk my head back to see who is coming. This time it wasn't just my imagination instead my eyes make out a dark silhouette coming over from the trees. I freeze in fright as the person comes closer and closer getting ready to defend myself.
I watch as the person stumbles over his own feet letting out a little chuckle and I sigh. Oh no, please no drunk guy. I don't want to have to fight off a drunken stranger. But as the male comes closer the face is all too familiar and I let out an even louder sigh.
"Heeeyy Ally." He slurs as he drops down beside me and I scrunch up my face as I breathe in. He reeks of alcohol and cigarettes.
"Really Calum, you must be kidding me. You come here an hour too late and you're fucking drunk out of your mind. All you have to say is 'heeey Ally'?" I hiss at him mimicking his slur as I repeat his low greeting.
"Awww, don't be mad, doll." He mocks, dragging out the words as he moves closer and snakes his arm around my waist.
"I'm all yours now." The douche winks at me and pulls me closer to him. I huff as I push his arm off my waist and move away from him.
"Yeah, like that's what I wanted." I let out a sarcastic hiss. "You totally read my dreams, doll. But sadly for you those are only my nightmares."
He laughs a throaty chuckle as if I just made the biggest joke before that crooked smile returns to his lips and he musters me.
"Oh that's what you'd like to tell yourself, isn't it?" He grins cockily at me making me even angrier than I have been before but before I can do anything I'm on my back and Calum is suddenly hovering above me, his body holding mine in place.
I'm surprised at how strong and coordinated he is beside his pissed state but I also feel a small feeling creeping up in my body. While my mind tells me I should be afraid all I can feel is my heart beating fast but in excitement instead.
I watch as his head moves closer and my mind already plays clips of what comes next but before my brain can fuse the rational side of me surfaces in one last try to keep this ship from going down.
"Calum. Let go of me!" I growl at him and he stops just right before his lips touch mine. For a moment I imagine to see his eyes clear as he looks down at me in worry and the next he's off of me already back to his old cocky self.
"You're missing out, didn't think you'd be so prude." He mocks me again with the slur still audible in his voice.
I just huff and turn away just to see a person coming round the corner and over to us over the slightly damp grass.
"Jackson!" I cheer as I see the familiar face and hope he didn't just see that because he would kill my project partner. But his face is as not at all angry just a little hard as he sees Calum.
"Hey, I thought I'd look after you since you've been away quite for some time now." He smiles at me before shooting the jock a hard look and extending his hand.
"I'm Jake, Al's big brother." He tells him and I watch as Calum takes his hand sceptically.
"Glad you're here, we've just finished so I'm just gonna pack my stuff and we can go back home." I tell him nervously, scared that he would smell the alcohol on Calum.
I pack my things quickly and as I take my backpack Jake takes the telescope.
"Calum, here's my number just write me so we can arrange another meeting." I tell him as I hand him a piece of paper. "I'll see you tomorrow at school. Goodnight Calum."
With that I start walking away, down to the gravel path that leads back to my car.
"Are you coming, Jack?" I call for my brother as he still stands beside Calum his lips moving as words leave them. I don't hear what he says but after he finished he turns to me shooting me his signature grin.
"Coming."
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