pen pals // c.t.h.

jetlag

**december 18**

*calum pov*

We stood there just hugging each other and enjoying each other's presence in plain silence. This is one of those moments where I never want to let go of or end. We are going to have to let go of each other at some point, but I don't want that point to be soon.

Deep down inside I felt relaxation - and hunger. Something about Ainslee makes me feel at ease. Maybe it's her flowery scent or just her essence and beauty. It's almost like right when I hugged her, all of my stress and nerves were released. Like some type of black magic.

Ainslee was the first one to let go; but I was not happy about that. So I immediately brought her back into me, making her hug me again. I'm not ready to let go. Not yet.

*ainslee pov*

I let go of Calum first so we didn't draw too much attention in the airport. I didn't want a bunch of people watching two weirdos in the airport hugging. But apparently he didn't want to let go because right when I let go, he brought me right back into the hug.

This time, Calum rested his head on my shoulder and rested his hands on my lower back. "I'm tired" Calum groans. "And hungry."

"I'm tired, too. I was awake for a whole day because I was so nervous about meeting you. And I haven't eaten since yesterday because once again, I was extremely nervous."

Calum rubs my lower back and lets go of me. "Let's go eat then." He says with a cute smile.

"Where do we eat? It's an aiport, not a luxury restaurant."

"I don't care where we eat, as long as I'm with you, I'm good with wherever we go." He says with a sheepish smile. His smile is so bright and vibrant. Its extremely contagious. When Calum smiles; I smile.

"Cheesy much?"

"Oh shut up, you love it."

"Whatever floats your boat, Calum." I tell him sarcastically. In return, Calum punches my shoulder.

"Ow! Calum that hurt really bad!" I joke, holding my shoulder as if I am in pain. He reaches out and rubs my shoulder gently. "I'm so sorry, hun. It was supposed to be a nice, friendly punch." He rambles.

"Calum, I'm just kidding, don't worry." I say, laughing at his gullibility. "Idiot."

He pouts. "Blame it on the jet lag. I'm knackered."

"C'mon let's just eat now." I suggest.

"I'm good with that."