love, ella [l.h]

december 7, 2013|pt 1

not a letter. this is whats actually happening.
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i heard a knock on the guest room door, and i opened my eyes (barely). i squinted around the room and saw liz standing there.

"good morning ella," she smiled. "breakfast will be ready soon."

"okay thank you," i said quietly. she walked out.

i sighed and look over the bed to the floor, where calum was sleeping. they are gonna let him have the couch tonight, but weren't able to use it last night, so he slept on the floor while i slept in a soft bed.

"calum," i whispered. no response. i them threw my pillow at him, he moved a bit but didn't wake up. "calum wake up," i said throwing another pillow at him.

"hmm?" he mumbled with his eyes still shut.

"breakfast is almost ready, get up."

"'good morning my sweet dearest' to you too," he said, obviously making fun of my lack of saying good morning.

i rolled my eyes and smiled a little bit, "get up."

he nodded and rolled over. i got up, went to the bathroom and brushed my hair, and walked downstairs. i didn't bother getting dressed for the day yet.

"good morning guys," i said with a small smile on my face. "thank you so much for having the both of us. i miss you guys so much," i said i went up and hugged both of them.

"it's good seeing you again ella," andrew said.

"you too."

"ok, are we ready for breakfast?" liz asked.

"i am, calum is getting ready but it's okay if we start without him," i smiled.
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calum came downstairs about 10 minutes later while we were eating.

"good morning calum," liz said with a small smile.

"good morning mr and mrs hemmings. sorry for being late for breakfast," he said embarrassed.

"it's ok dear, i know y'all had a long drive and you're tired."

we ate and caught up on everything. they asked calum things like what he was studying in school and where he worked. after we finished eating, i offered to clean the dishes, and they thanked me because they had things to do. i was alone with calum in the kitchen, loading the dishwasher.

"i'm sorry about all the questions."

"'tis okay," he chuckled. "what are we going to do today?"

" i don't really know, i would show you around new york but maybe another time because i really want to visit with them more."

"another time? do you plan on taking me back to this great city in the near future miss summers?" he said cheekily.

"i never said that, (exactly). you're really annoying so i don't think i should bring you back and you're a pain the butt," i said with a straight face while closing the dishwasher because i had finished.

he fake pouted and said,"you know you love me."

my heart dropped a bit at his words, but i told him that i would sell his soul for one corn chip. he laughed and kissed me on the cheek, and then he went upstairs to do God knows what.
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when i was satisfied with the clean kitchen, i went upstairs and i found calum putting on his shoes.

"what are you doing?" i asked.

"you're going to take me on a walk."

"ha, thats cute. no i'm not."

"yes you are, i'm bored and want to go somewhere," he pleaded.

"maybe later but lets do somethings with liz and andrew first." he stared at me for a while, thinking about my words, then nodded.

"you're still taking me on that walk," he mumbled while taking off his shoes.

i grabbed some jeans and a shirt from my suitcase and went to the bath room to change and get ready for the day.
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after playing games, laughing and just talking with the hemmings, i decided to take calum somewhere.

it was about 4 in the afternoon/evening, when i told calum to put on his shoes. i slid on some boots and grabbed a heavy jacket and waited for him at the door. he came down woth just jeans and a simple long-sleeved shirt.

"are you joking?" i stared at him in disbelief because of his poor choice of outfit. "what are you wearing? it's winter."

"i have a long-sleeved shirt on."

"do you not remember how cold it was yesterday? it's winter, in new york. i don't know about winter in flordia, but i know you will freeze."

he gave me an exasperated look and went upstairs and came back with a beanie and a warm jacket. i smiled and held the door open for him as we walked out. "thank you," he mumbled.

"where are we going?" he asked.

"i don't know, i'll think of something." i said. i don't know where to take him. i don't want to take him to luke and i's places, because they are ours and ours alone. i actually do know a place, but that would be awkward and depressing.
but i want him to go.

"i-" i started but was thinking so i stopped talking.

he looked confused. i opened my mouth again but nothing came out. "what?" he asked.

i closed my eyes for a couple of seconds, and then slightly shook my head. "ok i'm taking you somewhere and don't be weirded out."

"ok."

i took him down the street, took a left and then a right. walked a little more and by that time he knew where i was leading him. he grabbed my hand and squeezed it as we walked through the gates.