It's ten in the morning and I've never slept better. The good morning text I got from Calum also tributes to my mood. Now I've gone to breakfast with sister. Of course she wanted to know in full detail about last night, which resulted in me trying to quote Calum. But to be honest, I was so with my head in the clouds that I couldn't remember a lot.
I take down a little cereal and think about what I'll be wearing today. At the moment I'm still in my jogging pants and a tank top, but that doesn't do it today. And I'm not the only one feeling insecure. Calum asked me earlier today if I still wanted to hang out with him. Of course I wanted to! He wants to go to the Vatican, and I'm totally fine with that. It's the last day he's in Rome and then he'll be going back to Australia. He and I won't meet for a while then. Maybe never again, but I told myself not to worry about that today.
After I ate all of my cereal I walk back to the hotel room, opening my closet. I don't do that much of an effort, because it's hot and I don't want to look overdressed. I just go with a pair of white, loose-fitting shorts and a red shirt. I've been wearing the necklace Calum gave me ever since yesterday and I'm not taking it off any time soon.
Once I've completed my appearance I text Calum that I'll be at our agreed meeting spot in half an hour. My mom insisted on dropping me off at the Vatican Museum and I immediately see Calum standing there, leaning against the wall. Obviously my mom just wanted too meet Calum, and when they both have introduced themselves I say bye to my mom. Calum then smiles, wrapping me in another hug. He's looking very good in the Nirvana shirt he's wearing and the shorts look really good on him too. I have seen the shirt in pictures before, but it definitely looks better in real life. He generally looks better in real life all the time, no doubt. "Hey," he says, "You're wearing the necklace." he smiles and touches it, which makes me grin like an idiot. I don't know what to say to that. "You look nice." I decide to say, and now it's my turn to make him blush. I didn't know that even that could make him blush. "Do you want to go inside?" Calum asks, "I don't usually like museums but we can always walk out if we want to." I nod and we walk in, buying tickets. It soon turns out that we both don't really like museums, but this one is beautiful. I take a lot of pictures, but Calum just fools around a lot. He almost knocks over a vase, and when he trips over a wire that protects a famous painting, I'm just in time to grab his arm and prevent him from ripping a hole in the painting. He bursts out laughing after that, and after I got over the mini heart-attack I'm happy to join him in this fit of laughter. "My stomach hurts..." he grins when he's calmed down a little. That's when we decide to walk out of the museum. We had so much fun, that when we check the time, we notice that we spent three hours inside.
When we stand outside I inhale the warm air while Calum grabs his phone, walking over to a random stranger. He then hands it over to the man and walks back to me, wrapping an arm around my waist and smiling. I realise we're taking a picture and I smile at the camere. When he gets his phone back, he and I take a look at the pictures that were taken. We then walk over to an ice cream shop, and while we're waiting for our turn to order I say, "I wish I could hang out with you more often." "Me too," he says, "But let's not worry about that today, okay? I just wanna hang out with you, have a fun time and eat a lot of ice cream." That does sound very good, and I agree with him on that.
Calum is a very slow eater, so it's already half an hour later when we both have finished our ice cream. "What's the plan?" I ask and Calum shrugs. "Let's just walk for a while? I heard that the Vatican is very pretty at night, so I'd like to stay in Rome until it's dark." "Seems like a good plan to me." I say and Calum grabs my hand. That makes me surprised at first but then I give his hand a little squeeze. We find a bus spot and take the bus to the centre of Rome. We both just look around, and walk in no specific direction and just look at the beautiful building. Until we decide to go back to the Vatican. But where was that again?
"Calum, I think we're lost."
"You're kidding." "No I'm not!" I protest and Calum laughs. "That's all on you, lost girl." "It's not! Who's the lost boy now?" I fold my arms in front of my chest, trying to look angry. I don't succeed at that, because I grin anyways.
"Without you I'm a lost boy, without you I'm a lost boy..." Calum sings and grins at me. "Shut up." I say and turn to take a look at my phone, at which I've saved a map. "We have to go to the left here, and then we go straight ahead and get to a bus station." "No, we have to go right." "No, it says we have to go to the left." "You're a girl, so you're not good at reading maps." he protests and I pinch him in the arm. "Whatever. Let's go left right if you say so, but if we're lost you're gonna fix it." I say and Calum wraps an arm around me. "Believe me, I'm right. Let's go."
That makes me sigh and give him a kiss on the cheek. Then we start walking, and after a long time of walking it turns out that Calum was right. We take the bus to the Vatican, and it's dark by now. And he was right, it looks beautiful. We sit down on a pair of steps and Calum stares at the plaza in front of us.
"You know," he says without looking at me, "I was jealous of Ashton for a while. He got to hang out with you when I didn't. I knew you were hanging out with him, he told me about that. And when Michael told me you were coming to the concert I basically lost it. And when I found you in the crowd, I didn't know what to do. And Luke got to talk to you and Michael did too, but I didn't. I was the only one that couldn't talk to you. I thought Ashton liked you and I thought you liked him too. I was so mad at him for that! Even though I knew you were still mad at me for, well, that one thing I did when I was drunk. But I didn't even like her, I swear. I felt so sorry for you that I had to tell you, but hten after a while I heard that you were talking to Ashton and to Luke. You had to hear Luke yell at me, it was terrifying. He was so mad at me, and then he had told Ashton about it. And that hurt me the most, Ashton wasn't even mad at me. He was just disappointed in me, you know. I can handle Luke yelling at me, but Ashton being disappointed is the worst thing ever. He really liked you, not in a like like way, but as a friend. But I didn't know that, so I was mad at him."
I put my head in my hands and think about what to say for a while. Just when I open my mouth Calum starts to speak again. "Do you even know how nuch I enjoyed hanging out with you in Amsterdam? It was so great to have you with me there. We had so much fun, and I'll never forget our kiss. I never want to lose that again. I can't even imagine how mad you were at me. You must have hit the fan. I was bat shit carzy for doing something that bad to you. Your reaction was almost too calm, but I could hear your voice trembling. I remember what you said. 'No it's fine, really. It's not like we dated anyway. Good luck Calum.' or something like that, and then you hung up. What did you do after that? Do you still have my sweater?" he asks and I nod.
"But I was ready to cut it to pieces after that. Eva even suggested to burn it, but I didn't. I had it with me yesterday to give it back to you, but I think I want to keep it. Or do you want it...?" Calum quickly shakes his head and says, "Do you know what I really want to do right now?" I shrug and Calum comes sitting closer to me, putting his lips on mine.
