Forever In My Heart

Forever In My Heart - Chapter One

Chapter One

Ten years later...

"Callum. Stop. Please." I screamed but laughed at the same time. Callum was tickling me and I was terribly ticklish, if you touched my side I would literally roll around on the floor laughing. It wasn't as bad when Callum tickles me because I don't mind his touch at all.

"OK, I'll stop." He said chuckling at my reaction. We would normally do this while we're doing coursework together... so pretty much every other day.

I was so happy that after ten years Callum and I were still best friends. Ever since he asked me on our second day of year 5 we have been pretty much inseparable.

Callum had been my only friend until both us moved to a different secondary school to the other people in my class. When we got to our new school we got loads of new friends. The girls wanted to be friends with me because I was brave enough to be friends with quite an attractive boy and because I was pretty. I know a lot of them wouldn't help me if I needed it but I defiantly had Rosie from the start. She was very shy when we first met and didn't have many friends so I said I would be her friend and ever since she has been my best girlfriend. She has dark brown hair and brown eyes, she is utterly gorgeous and finally she has realised that when we came to collage as all the boys came up to her and wanted her number. Rosie is the person who I come too to talk about boys, especially one in particular. She understands everything I say and she’s a great person to get advice from, and of course she amazing to hang around with.

Callum has been there for me and has stopped the bullies, the nasty comments and even protected my heart from immature boys. I guess that's part of the reason why I've fallen for him. I've fallen for my best friend and he has no clue, cliché right? I think it was when I was about thirteen when I started to like him as more than a best friend. Five years and he still doesn't realise. Everyone else does though, when we first came to collage everyone realised straight away. They kept of asking him if we were going out and I would stand there awkwardly as my heart broke a little bit more when he would say the we weren't together and he didn't see me in that way. I'm not that upset though because we pretty much do what a normal couple would do apart from kissing. We would hold hands, sleep in the same bed at sleepovers and we're always being close together.

If he wasn't that attractive when we went to secondary school, he defiantly was hot now! He is also extremely talented. He sings, dance, plays the piano and writes songs. My heart melted when he performed a song he written for his dad to me to see if I liked it... I loved it! As we both took dance in collage, we are always partners. I love it when we have to be close in the dances; he's so warm and strong. Sometimes I feel like I could jump him there and not stop kissing him. He does make me feel special when we’re together!

"Hey why are you staring at me like that?" I kept staring at him, not realising that I had been daydreaming about him again. Oops!

I finally came out of my little trance, "Haha sorry, I was daydreaming."

He chuckled, "You’re always daydreaming. I bet it was me you were dreaming about!" He joked and stuck his tongue out at me. I laughed nervously while he carried on talking, "I was only joking babe! Now do you think this is a good Christmas song? Mr Calloway asked me to write one for class."

I nodded for him to sing and he got out his guitar that seems to be permanently at my house due to the reason that he is always here. When he started to play his guitar I relaxed and listened to his soulful voice ring through my ears.

When he finished I had to clap, I wish I had his talent of singing and song writing... all I can do is act and dance. I tried to get his help with having singing lessons with him but whenever I open my mouth to sing, it sounds like a cat being strangled and then run over by a bus... yes that bad! He was so sweet though as our first lesson he couldn't find the words to tell me so he just made up a song on the spot and sang to me. He always does that when he doesn't know how to actually speak the words.