Miracles

Chapter 9

I put my key in the door and burst in, slamming it behind me.

"You alright love? How was y' day?" My dad asks, standing up. I hug him and bury my head in his shoulder. I needed that.

"Yeah, I'm fine. School was good." I reply, still buried into his shoulder. He gets up and looks at me weirdly. I fall back onto the couch and drop my bag.

"Oh, are you still painting the spare room today? Keith's coming round and he's bringing Callum. Maybe he could help you," my eyes widen. I don't know what to say so I just nod and smile. It wouldn't be that bad I suppose. It's just painting.

I grab a biscuit and jog upstairs. I obviously can't paint in my uniform so I go in my draw and find a maroon vest top and leggings. I get changed and put my hair up in a pony. The curls actually stayed in!

There was a knock on the door and again, as soon as my dad opens it I hear Keith's mega voice. Does he ever shut up? Not trying to be rude, but it's kind of annoying. I go downstairs to get the paint and Callum is in the kitchen.

"Alright?" He says, looking up it me through his eyelashes.

"Oh, hi." I say, smiling. I grab the heavy paints and try to return to the spare room upstairs when I'm stopped by his voice.

"What are you doing? Need help?" He asks, no matter how much I want to say no, I laugh and nod. He grabs some cans of paint and follows me upstairs.

"I'm painting the spare room, we want to turn it into something." I smile. He gets a brush and dips it in a can. I guess he's helping me paint then. He does one wall and I do the opposite on. I keep turning round to look at him and smiling, Callum is in my house...

We turn around and both go to put our hand in the can. I accidentally paint on his hand.

"Hey! Less hands more walls please." He says, laughing. I apologise and laugh too. When I turn back around to carry on painting when I feel a cold splash on my shoulder. I put my hand in a patch of paint.

"Oh, you're so dead!" I say and wipe it on his face. He gets me back, paint flying all over the room.

"I told you I'd get you back, silly!"

We throw paint at each other, now covered in white splats. Callum comes closer to me, I breathe heavily...

He runs his hand along my cheek slowly, I look him in the eyes, he looks me in the eyes. I look down and reach my hand up gently. He stops.

"Erm... You had paint on your cheek, I had to get it."

I smile and turn around to continue painting when my dad comes in to see how we've done. That moment, it was magical. Apparently I had something on my cheek, but I couldn't feel anything. I literally just wanted to kiss him there and then. I wanted that moment to last. I'm in love...

This chapter was kinda cute, ahh this is so cheesy. Anyways, I'm gonna do the next part tomorrow coz I'm tired&ive got school oops. In the next chapter the will still be painting and discussing something important.

Goodnight guyss ^.^

~ Chloe xoxo