imessage ++ cth

twenty six

enjoy this chapter bc it has a lot of hot making out and rain
bye friends
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erin//

I swing my feet over the edge of the bed and quietly run into the kitchen, being careful not to wake my mom OR Calum up as it's 4am and the sun is barely rising.

I open the cupboard and grab a glass and fill it up with water, and sighing in relief I plop down on a chair and stare out the window. I graduate today.

I thought about not going; Calum is still a wreck and I want to be with him. But he refused to stay home.

I watch the skyline become brighter and the sun rise gracefully; it was bound to rain soon because this is, well, Seattle.

"Erin? Why are you up?"

I turn around to see Calum. "Oh," I say and dump my water in the sink. "I was just thirsty." He looks at me and whimpers, and I feel bad for some reason. "This is all my fault." I say.

He shakes his head and wraps his arms around me, and I dig my head into his collarbone. He's not crying, but the silence and the vibe is sad. "Life sucks." He mumbles, tracing circles on my back as we sway in the middle of my very small kitchen.

"I know." I say quietly, sighing and holding him tighter. "I know."

He pulls away, but his hands are still wrapped around my waist. He starts singing Sweater Weather by the Neighbourhood, and we sway to his voice around my living room, and it seems infinite.

The sun shines on his face so delicately; a warm, soft way that he doesn't have to squint. He tucks some hair behind my ear and smiles.

It's the first time I've seen him smile since.

I lean in and interrupt his singing, and I press my lips against his soft ones, and he pulls me closer as our mouths move in sync. The sun comes in and out, and eventually I hear a crack of thunder.

"One moment I was tearing off your blouse, now you're living in my house," He presses little kisses on my jaw and on my forehead, and then, on my nose, and on my chin, and on my neck.

He hoists me up so my legs are wrapped around his torso, and my arms around his neck. I'm short, so I'm still barely taller than him, but he can easily kiss me.

"What happened to just messing around?" I finish the lyric and kiss his nose lightly, and he giggles softly.

"I said, yo, I think I better go, cause I can't take you," He mumbles in my ear as he and I stumble into my room.

"I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age.."

He's looking down on me, and his arms are still wrapped around my waist. "You messed up the lyrics."

"Oh well," I say as I lean up and kiss him, feeling the heat radiating off his body. "Boy, I'm not your saviour," I whisper.

"Wrestle to the ground, God help me now," He pins me down, smirking, and then leaves kisses all down my ear to my collarbone.

"Calum.." He looks at me, and then we both laugh. "I love you."

Silence, except for the rain that is pattering on my window. There's a crack of thunder.

"I love you too."

He lays his head on my heart, and I run my fingers through his curly black hair, until he and I both fall asleep to the sound of rain and each other's breathing.

- - - -

I stare at myself in the mirror.

The purple gown looks funny, and the gold tassels don't look very good either. Calum went to go get food, and my mother is getting ready to go.

I sigh and let my arms fall to my sides. My hair is curled down my back (courtesy to my mother) and I did my best attempt at makeup, which is not very good as I'm extremely nervous.

The boys all tweeted me, and I obviously received a lot of feedback (the fam doesn't hate me as much as I wish they would).

I go out into my living room and put on my cap, which I decorated with the bands old logo (the tally) and flop down on the couch and growl to myself.

The front door swings open and Calum comes striding in, a huge smile on his face. I stand up and go into the kitchen, when he snaps a picture of me on a Polaroid. "Perfect." He says.

"You jerk!" I yell as I chase him through the apartment, as he waves the picture like a flag. "You're so mean." I growl as I lean against the closet and pout.

"It's a pretty picture of you." He says and hands it to me. He took it the MOMENT I walked in, so I'm not squinting or putting my hand in my face. "See?"

"It's not pretty." I give it back to him and go back into the kitchen, and grab the camera.

"Erin, yes it is." As he walks in, I get the perfect picture of him, and he crosses his arms and glares at me. "Who's the jerk now?"

"Still you," I giggle as he comes closer. He picks me up and kisses me, and now there's lipstick on his lips.

"You look beautiful." He says quietly as he sets me down, and picks up the camera again.

I put up my middle finger and he giggles, but still takes the picture and then proceeds to post it on Instagram.

"this kid is graduating today. this is a rare picture of her expressing her love for me. love u too baby"

I laugh and he stares at me, a happy little smile on his face. "You're a damn good boyfriend, you know that?"

"Yep." He says as he kisses me and hugs me tight, and I smile wide.

A damn good boyfriend.

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hey guys!! so yeah calum is a lot happier but he's still pretty bummed just to clear gat up

ok love u!'

sam