Angels & Outcasts

Chapter Seven

-------------NEXT MORNING----------

"Wake up loser! Maggie made us breakfast!" I exclaimed, pouncing on him.

He groaned in protest. "No." He whined.

"If we don't go down to breakfast together it'll look weird."
He groaned and put his hands on my hips.

"No I wanna stay here."

Heat rose to my cheeks. I cleared my throat trying to pretend it was nothing. 

"Too bad. She made chocolate chip waffles and syrup. I bet they're really good." I persuaded trying to keep my voice steady.

He sleepily opened his eyes.

"Mm. You're blushing." He then winked making my blush even harder.

"That's because you've got you snuggly morning voice still AND you've got your hands all me.

"Hmm. Well then Honey Bun.  Let's go."

I sighed hopelessly and got off him and stood out side the door so he could get dressed. When he was finished he opened the door.

"Ready?" I asked. He nodded and we walked downstairs.

"Morning you two!" Maggie chirped happily and set down a plate of waffles. Calum nodded.

"Good morning Maggi. This smells amazing. Thank you agin for having us."

"Oh. No problem dear." She told him and retreated back into the kitchen.

"How'd the happy couple sleep?" Liam asks looking up from his newspaper.

"We slept well, thank you." I told him as Maggie finished putting the food on the table. 

"This is delicious Maggie thank you. "

"Oh thank you dear."

Liam look out down the paper and looked at us. "Why don't you two tell us how you met?"

"And the wedding!" Maggie chipped in.

I shared a nervous glance with Calum. An idea came to mind and I gave a small laugh.

"Cal and I met at a concert." I told them. "It was one of All Time Low's concerts. It was the ind where the fines there DVD."

"Oh I remember that one!" Calum
exclaimed. "That was such a good concert."

I smiled at how cute he was and nodded.

"I was dancing with a couple if friends an this guy comes up and is trying to get on me. Calum came to my rescue." I smiled sweetly at him.

Tell them about the wedding babe." I knew he have a harder time making something up. He glared at me and angrily chewed his food.

"U-uh the wedding. The wedding was in my home town. Sydney, Australia." He told them.

"The wedding was on the beach. The bridesmaids wore black pencil skirts with white lacy blouses. And the groomsmen were in black tuxes. It was perfect. The happiest day of my life." I looked at him and smiled. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.