escape (ai) (book 2 of 9:08)

5

hannah

calum's apartment was small and cozy and smelt of old books. he had a little kitchen with old pictures of family on the fridge. on the walls were posters of iconic rock bands and a record player sitting on a tiny table with a wall of records.

i sat on the couch, watching reruns of friends while drinking a beer. i wondered what calum was doing. i walked down a small hallway and found his room. his door was opened enough you could see inside.

he was shirtless and looking through all of his things, occasionally throwing things on the ground frantically. his body was a shade of tan and his muscles were very broad and his tattoos glistened like they were fresh. calum is very handsome but my eyes are still on ashton. hopefully i can survive till then.

i awkwardly knock on the door and he turned and saw me and gave a small smile.

"wh-what are you looking for?"

"if i tell you, you're gonna freak out."

my stomach started to turn.

"i found it!"

he pulls out a gun.

"calum what the fuck?! you can not take a gun with you! i'm not going to jail."

"relax....also jail isn't that bad."

calum said with a devilish smile.

"how would you know?"

calum got closer to me.

"14, i went juvenile detention. 15 i was on probation until i was 16 and 17 i escaped australia, came here. been to jail for drug possession 3 times and now i'm here, in recovery."

calum said with boldness.

"wow, that's a lot. when did you stop using drugs?"

"it's been a year now, i've been spending time working out, writing and singing music and stealing my neighbors wifi."

i laughed a little bit.

"that sounds wonderful....how about your love life?"

i hesitated because i didn't want him to think i was trying to get with him but i was kind of interested in know what's been going on with him.

"well the truth is, i've never really had a real relationship. i was always a "fuck her and leave her" type guy."

"wow what a romantic."

i said sarcastically.

"now my hoe days are over and i just have sex with myself."

"well on that horny note, we need to leave before it's too late."

calum got closer to me.

"let me get to know you first."

calum said with sincerity. he put his hand on my cheek, i knew for sure we needed to leave now.

"you can get to know me on the car ride, let's go."

i walked out of his room and put my leather jacket back on and grabbed my bag. i was scrolling through my emails. all of these from my colleagues and i messaged them back and told them i'm going to a photography retreat. calum finally came back with a duffle bag and he was wearing a gray shirt with a leather jacket as well. he looked good.

"i'm driving."

he said excitedly.

"do you have a license?"

i said worriedly.

"yes, since i've been recovering i finally took my drivers test and passed the first try, not like i would need it, i live in new york."

"be careful, i will actually fuck you up if you crash my car."

i said handing him the car keys.

"i think you mean "i will actually fuck you"

"oh my gosh shut up."

i knew this journey will be a lot. i didn't know where we would end up. i keep reminding myself i'm doing this for ashton. he made me find myself in a way no one else could. now i'm going to find him.

i love you ashton.