Chapter Eighteen

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Calum

I was extremely warm. Really warm. Why? I take in my surroundings, and everything from last night came flooding back. I actually can't believe I get off that easily with her, it usually takes a lot. I shift slightly so I can turn my head to look at her. Her face looks so peaceful, her lips are slightly parted and I have this urge to kiss them. I don't know what she's doing to me, she makes me feel really weird things. She makes me want to be a good person, it freaks me out a bit. I just hope that I won't hurt her, it's just one of the things that makes me want to stay away from her. Yet here I am taking that chance, I feel as if I'm going to.

"Morning." Her voice his soft. My eyes meet hers; I melt just looking in them.

"Hey you." I coo.

Her lips lift into a smile. "You looked like you were in space there for a moment."

"I was."

"Is it pretty?"

"Yes." I smile. I bring my lips to her forehead, leaving a soft kiss on it.

My phone starts going off causing a groan to leave my lips. I untangle myself from Taylor's warm body. I pull my phone out of my jeans and read the name. My whole mood is thrown away. I tap ignore. I stand up from the bed grabbing my jeans and putting them on. "What are you doing?"

"I have to go." I say coldly. I know not to look at her because I'll feel guilty seeing the look on her face, it seems like I'm making a habit of it. I throw my shirt my on and stalk out of her room with a mumbled 'bye'.

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I pull my car up to the curb and put it in park. I jump out of  my range rover running up the path to my house. When I walk into the door I see Martha. She looks very uneasy, but brings me into a hug. I embrace this wonderful woman in front of me.

"Calum." I hear my mothers voice, it was filled with venom. I pulled away from Martha placing a kiss on her cheek before facing my mother. "Joy."

"Don't call me that." She hisses.

"It's your name isn't it?" I fire back.

She looks beyond pissed with me at this point; my father then decides to enters the room. His black hair is slicked back and you can see the amount of gel he used. He's buttoning up the cuffs with a permanent scowl that always rests on his face. "What's going on?"

"Calum has decided to call me by my first name." She tries to sound hurt, but I'm not buying one bit of it.

"Calum.."

"David."

"Me to now." He chuckles.

"Why are you here still?" I ignore is stupid as comment.

"If you must know, the deal I wanted to make with people is taking a little longer then hoped, so we're staying until it gets through."

"Great." I rolled my eyes.

My father scoffed in annoyance.

"Well I'm leaving bye Joy and David."

"Stop calling me that I'm you're mother."

"You sure don't act like it." I turn around and stalk out of the kitchen. I stop at the door to hear my father talk to my mother.

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