Calum & Keegan

pt. 5: the weather

   "Keegan Evie Irwin, will you be mine?" Cal asked with a smile plastered on his faces. 

  "I mean, I can't say no!" I giggle and lean off my bed to tackle him, taking him into my arms and squeezing him tightly. He laughs back with me, dropping the chocolate and flower to the ground so he could wrap his arms around me in return. 

  After Calum made our relationship official, Ashton comes to me, wishing the best as we sit in the back living room, listening to Michael and Luke argue over their FIFA match. 

  "Calum's a good guy, and you've got good taste," my brother smirks at me, raising his eyebrows suggestively. I playfully hit his shoulder, laughing at his comment of good taste. 

  "I think you're more excited about my relationship than me," I joke earning his girly giggle ringing through the room making the rest of us chime in. 

  "All I'm saying is, if it doesn't work out I'll have to kill him or date him," he explains and I shake my head in embarrassment. "It's the eyes," he admits and I couldn't help but laugh harder. 

  "He does have very pretty brown eyes," I smile at the oblivious boy across the room that's laying on the floor, thoughts buried into his song journal. "I think it's his smile for me," I confess taking in his features from where I sit on the leather couch, half ignoring Ash. 

  "Baby, how does this sound?" Calum calls to me and sits up, adjusting his position to get comfortable. "You're like perfection, some kind of holiday, you got me thinking that we could runaway," he sings out lightly as the whole room pauses what they were doing and listens. 

  "You want I'll take you there, you tell me when and where," Luke continues the medley and Calum's face lights up. 

  "Yes!" He shouts and scribbles down Luke's added lyrics in his lap. Ashton and I exchange glances and shrug our shoulders, returning to our phones. 

  Calum remains on the wooden floor writing until the bus comes to a stop and he lifts his head to find me. Michael and Luke jump up to look out the window and turn back in disappointment when they realize we've stopped at a hotel. Ashton's face turns back from the window confused and stands up to walk to the front of the bus. He returns a few minutes later, updating us on the situation. 

  "Our flights are delayed until five in the morning due to weather, they're giving us the option to stay on the bus or in a hotel," He informs us on their offer and my eyes wander to Calum's for his opinion. 

  "I'll do whatever you guys decide," Luke states and waits for our responses. 

  "I'd rather sleep in a hotel bed, they're bigger," Michael voices his thoughts and Ashton nods in understanding. 

  "But would it be faster to be on the bus when it's time to leave?" Calum points out and stands up, slowly walking to sit beside me. 

  "You're not wrong," Ashton says and leans against the doorway. "We could also just pack and have everything ready here." He counters and none of the boys object, just nodding their heads, willing to do anything. 

"Good, if you have a carry on, put it in the front room. Make sure everything is in your trunk and under the bus. Bathroom needs to be cleared out also, so if you want to take a shower either do it now or with hotel supplies. Be dressed and completely ready before you get on the bus at three. Got it?" Ashton orders us in his best dad voice and smiles as the boys mumble their okays. Ashton turns on his heels and walks down the hallway, most likely to pack. Michael and Luke go back to their match as Calum scoots closer to me, laying his head on my shoulder.