Torn

14 - The Realisation

Calum's POV

It had been two weeks since me and Ava were released from jail. I hadn't seen her or spoken to her. Not once. I heard through Lauren that she'd been on a date with Ash and it went well. Apparently. I guess she went for the good boy that would treat her right, I could have been all of that; I guess. Maybe she didn't see it in me, maybe I was the mess around kid who couldn't stick to a girl for longer than two weeks. Maybe I was but she was different. She was beautiful and smart and an amazing actor. I couldn't seem to get her out of my head. And that kiss a few weeks ago, man I can still taste it. Why is she so perfect?

And why are the most beautiful girls the saddest and loneliest? They sit alone in their room at night not realising they are perfect the way they are and there's somebody out there that would do anything for them. Like in that novel I read once. I just remember one passage about a girl. No not a girl; a woman. "They are the music, the flowers, and the sunshine of our social life. How beautiful they make our homes, churches, schools and festive scenes: how glad and gay they make our streets with their scarlet plumes, bright shawls and tartan plaids. Who can see a bevy of girls tripping home from school without pausing to watch their graceful motions, pretty faces, feet and legs, to listen to their merry words and peals of laughter?" Maybe it was just about women in general but it just reminded me of her. She's my music well her laugh is music to my ears. Her smile is addictive.

And when I think of all this I realise.

I love her

A/N: well..