Enchanted || 5sauce

Twenty Two

Hey you guys. This is a little short one because I feel bad for not posting, so yeeee, this is part one of a longer chapter, the rest will be up later

Thank you all for the puppy names, you're all A***

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"How about Kennedy?" Calum suggested as he unlocked my flat for me, as my hands were filled with hot pizza boxes.

"I like it, but it sounds too... I don't know... American?" I said, shrugging as much as I could with my hands flat out in front of me.

"How about a kinda like Disney theme? Lady for a girl, Tramp for a boy?" he then offered, turning on the TV as I put the pizza boxes down.

"That's cute, I like it, but I'm still not sure, y'know? Like, the name has to suit my puppy, it can't just be any old name," I sighed, going into the kitchen and grabbing us both cans of coke from the fridge and putting them down on the table next to our pizzas.

Calum nodded, sighing in time with me as he put the disk into the DVD player. "We'll think of something," he promised, sitting down on the sofa and patting the space next to him.

I sat down, immediately feeling safe and warm in his presence. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and I snuggled slightly tighter into his chest.

"What movie did you put on?" I asked in a small whisper, even though the opening credits were still on the screen.

Just as the question left my lips, "The Moulin Rouge" snaked its way across the screen, and I smiled broadly, remembering my first night here.

"You truly are amazing, Cal," I said, twisting my body around so my legs were across his lap and I was still facing the screen. I grabbed our first pizza box, placing it on my knees and grabbing a slice.

"I know, babe," he smirked at me, pushing my hands up so the pizza was smooched all around my face.

"You dickhead! I take back every nice word I ever said about you, you're mean, and you're not attractive, and I hate it when you roll your jeans up a little at the bottom so you can see just the smallest ever part of your ankle," I huffed out in one, wiping some pizza grease onto his jeans. "And you smell like shit."

Calum exploded into rounds of laughter as I pouted at him, wiping at the grease and sauce on my face with the sleeve of my hoodie.

"Here, lemme," Calum lent forwards, gently swiping at my face with his fingers, then wiping the grease onto his jeans.

Our faces were so close I could feel his warm breath fanning my face, making every nerve in my system tingle with anticipation. His hand was still on my face, but they were no longer wiping grease off of my cheeks, instead they were just resting there, as his eyes searched mine.

I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to tangle his hands into my hair, and kiss me like he'd never kissed anyone before. I wanted to let out all of my worries into the kiss. I wanted to feel his chest rising and falling in time with the beat of my heart.

It was the perfect time for him to kiss me, but he didn't. Instead he smiled, and leaned in even closer so our mouths were a breath away, and I physically stiffened.

"You smell like pizza," he whispered, and I just kept looking into his eyes. He didn't move back, and neither did I. It was completely silent, apart from the sound of the movie playing in the background.

'I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words how wonderful life is now you're in the world'

And then he kissed me.

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Once again, sorry for the shortness, sigh.

Also, d'ya like the new cover? Or do you prefer the old one? Hmmm.

UhKayBye

xoxo