;callum
"alright, here are your keys. in florida, that's where you plan on ending your north american part right?" the sales person asks, and i nod, "there is a return stop in miami. enjoy your trip."
"thank you." i smile, grabbing the keys off the desk and approaching the exit, harry trailing behind me.
"harold?" i smirk, turning around and reaching my hand out for him to take.
"callum.. i-.." he stammers, his lips moving but ni words come out.
his eyes slowly begin to glaze over, a film of moisture lining his clear blue orbs.
"hey.. what's the matter?" i panic, turning around and pulling the suddenly upset boy into my arms.
he latches around my torso, hot breath and tears falling down my chest.
"i.. you make me feel so special callum. i just.. i don't know how to thank you." he cries quietly, and i shush him softly, rubbing his back.
"harry.. its okay love. i'm just here to make you happy. now, we are doing this roadtrip. we are going to have a good time. and you are going to feel amazing, got it?" i smile, puling out of the embrace enthusiastically.
he nods, wiping his cheek with the back of his hand.
"okay." he says confidently, chuckling along with me.
i slowly move my lips in, meeting his smooth cheek.
"alright. lets find this car." i pull back, grabbing a slightly dazed harold's hand and exiting the building for good.
we wander under the hot sun, looking for the car i chose. scanning the first aisle, i finally see it, and harry gasps.
"oh my god, that car is amazing." he gapes, running towards the car i picked.
"aw, thats too bad, i picked that one." i point to a random truck, and he pouts.
"its still nice." he chuckles sadly.
"i'm just kidding you goober, i picked that one." i toss the keys towards the boy, and he catches it with a low hanging jaw.
"callum.. how did you know i wanted this car?" he mutters breathlessly, rubbing the sleek black paint of a 2008 volkswagen golf.
"i have my ways." i giggle, and he looks like he's about to cry.
instead, he runs towards me, jumping into my arms.
"i love you callum." he whispers into my chest, and my heart sinks.
"i love you too." i respond.
little does he know, i really really do love him.
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fluffffffff. this book was meant to be more fluffy than smutty and i want to keep that strong tho there may be a bit of smut near the end ;)-nicole xx
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Fanfictioneven when i felt nothing, he sparked something in me. but don't forget, all sparks die out eventually. [ wroetofreezy au ]