Violet's POV:
I can't believe that Callum told me I look 'hot'. I look into his starry blue eyes, smiling back at mine.
"How's Summer?" I say, suddenly.
The smile fades from his face and changes to an expression of anger.
"I don't ever want to see her again. She cheated on me, V. With Max Brett."
He starts hyperventilating and rests his head in his hands.
"It's okay, Cal. You're safe with me. So what? She can go and shove off with Max Brett. What's that to us? You're better than that."
Biting my lip, I raise my arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. He quickly looks up at me, pulls me onto his lap, and gently kisses me.
"I'm sorry V. I don't know if you're still with Jack."
Shaking my head, we both giggle again. While we talk about petty stuff like school and work, he slowly touches my hand, eventually cupping it. He kisses me again, but I don't resist.
I lie back on my bed, so does he, our hands still together. Rolling around to face him, he grins and, at the same time, the voice of my mom echoes up the stairs.
"V, tell Callum his mom would like him to stay here this week, but he needs to go and get his things now."
Quickly, we roll of the bed and amble down the stairs, past mom and out the door.
"Callum, is this serious?" I want to reassure myself before things get crazy.
"Well...if you want it to be..."
We cross the road, walk up to his house and manoeuvre around the recycling bins, into the house and up the stone stairs.
"Callum, you have a visitor, come to the kitchen!"
Racing down the stairs, we turn the ceramic door handle and open the door.
Sitting at the coffee table, next to Susan Ross, is Summer McGowan, dressed in a tiny pink bodycon dress and stilettos, wearing barbie pink lipstick and a long, blonde ponytail.
"Callum, who is this?" She says, through gritted teeth.
"Violet. We want to be together." Callum says, cool as a cucumber.
"Oh no you won't." Yells Summer, her face turning red with anger.
"Why don't you just strut off to college with your tacky stilettos and hundreds of boyfriends." I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks.
