Calum's POV
3 days later
So I sat on my back porch, guitar in my arms and completed song written in my open journal. The cool but humid Australian air flipped up the pages every once in a while. I stared at the moon and the stars, with the darkness they felt like an infinity away.
I couldn't stop thinking about Marie, which has been a common problem for me. I have never felt this way about a girl, probably because I never tried too. It's always 'oh she's hot', then I sleep with her, and There's usually my a second step. Don't get me wrong, I'm nothing compared to Luke.
My connection to Marie was so meaningless - we were still practically strangers but here I am writing songs for the chick. I stared at my sent text.
To: Marie
how's your face? :)
Still unread. I sighed, throwing myself back into my porch swing and began to strum random cords. Then, I got a text.
From: Marie
better. got all the grass out of my mouth.
From: Marie
so wyd?
To: Marie
nothin' much just texting this looser that fell to her knees for me yesterday
From: Marie
oh god that sucks. good luck with her
To: Marie
thanks just don't know what to do anymore
To: Marie
so im writing a song
From: Marie
really? i would've never thought a guy like you would write
To: Marie
well, yeah i do
From: Marie
so when can i hear this song
To: Marie
one step at a time babygirl. let's get that soccer date
From: Marie
let's get that "soccer date" tonight then
To: Marie
if you say so
From: Marie
meet me at the field
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plans; calum hood
Fanfictionshe had a plan and he wasn't it. - a calum hood fanfiction
