Callum
I'm dating the only girl I've ever loved, hurling is back, it's not raining outside today, and Marley is smiling again. Life's good.
"What if I never came to Ireland?" Marley asks with her hand covering mine on the center console. "Do you think we'd still meet another time and place?"
"Yeah," I reply confidently.
"Good." She nods, "because I know that if I knew you existed, I'd fly here just so we could meet."
I laugh and put the car in park since we reached Keely's house. "Good to know."
I get out of the car and then walk around, opening her door and letting her out. The two of us intertwine our hands and then walk up to the large house that Keely lives in.
We told all of our friends last week that we are together. Niall freaked out, Finley laughed and said he knew it was coming sooner or later, and Keely and Tierny just high fived.
Before I can even knock, the door is ripped open and the red head on the other side looks furious. She grabs Marley by the hand and drags her inside.
"I need her for a moment." She glares at me and then drags my girlfriend upstairs.
"What's that all about?" I ask, still eyeing the stairs when I walk inside and see Finley.
"I have no clue." Finley says. "Except I think that Brody might've accidentally spilt some information about Marley to Tierny."
"Information?" I raise a brown and sit down on the couch next to him and Niall, who's very invested in his own conversation on his phone.
"Something about Mason." He shrugs.
My heart does this weird thing when he brings Mason up. And not a good thing either. Something's wrong, and I can just feel it.
I go to stand up so I can walk upstairs and talk to Marley, but Finley fists up my jacket and pulls me back down.
"Just wait," he pats my shoulder, "let them talk."
Let them talk? Keely is never mad, and for her to act like that, it takes a lot. Whatever Brody told Tierny, it's bad.
I remember when Brody told me that Mason had done some fucked up things. Maybe I should have asked Marley about it then. I should've gotten over myself, and just talked to her.
God I'm such an idiot.
A/N
This is a super duper short chapter but that's because I need Marley's pov 😭🙏
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