twenty eight

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Denna's POV

He takes off the scarf and looks around the park I decorated for him.

The slide has christmas lights on it on the sides, along with the swing and the railing of the bridge that crosses a little stream with waterlillys and candles on top, with the path covered in little chalk drawings of names of bands I know he loves, because of the posters on his bedroom walls.

I really hope he likes it.

"What is this? Where are we?" he asks, with a half-smile.

"We're a little outside Sydney."

His eyes scan over the area again, and he looks at me in disbelief and a bit of panic.

"Who did this oh my god this is so-"

"I did it you idiot." I reply with a giggle.

He turns to me and smiles.

"Thank you Denna."

I smile, and pull him close for a hug, his chin resting on my shoulder and mine on his.

"Do you like it?" I ask, insecure of whether on not he would apprieiciate it.

"I love it." he confirms.

"Good. Now c'mon, I have some plans."

I grab his wrist and yank him away from the car, his wrist specifially because i've started to notice him flinching everytime I grab it.

And he does again.

I choose to ignore it, since I could just be overthinking it.

Or underthinking it.

But I just know that it's not worth worrying about right now.

I take him to the other side of the streamwhere a little picnic is set up on a blue on white plaid blanket with a basket full of snacks.

We sit down, and Calum puts his hand into the basket, pulling out the first thing that he can get his grip on, which happens to be a box full of Oreo's.

His eyes go wide and he yells "Yes I love these!"

"Good, they're my favorite."

"O-M-G SOULMATES!" he yells, jokingly.

"You sound like such a white girl Cal."

"I'm not white Denna."

"But you are a girl."

"Shut up!" he exclaims, shoving me a little.

I grab the box of Oreo's and rip it open, taking a bunch out for myself and other bunch for Calum, handing them over to him.

"Y'know Cal, you still haven't declined being female..."

"And I won't." he says sharply.

"Does that mean that you're a girl?"

"You don't know the facts..."

I look at him and gasp

"Does that mean that my boyfriend is actually... my girlfriend?"

"Maybeeee."

We both break out into fits of laughter until the point where we both have to clench our stomachs to stop them from hurting so much.

Once we stop laughing, we both fill our faces with Oreo's.

"So what else do you have planned oh wise old Denna?" he asks me jokingly through cream filled cheeks.

"Old?"

"Yeah, you're pretty old!"

It hits me there that I don't know Calum's birthday.

"When's your birthday?" I ask.

"January 25th...."

"LOSER. YOU'RE OLDER THAN ME!"

"I should have seen that coming." he says, buring his face in his palms and fake crying into them, slowly looking up at me to see my smile.

"Yeah idiot."

"Thanks for the compliment babe." he jokes.

Wait.

Did he just.

He did.

He called me babe.

I let out a not so silent squeal, and he raises his eyebrow at me.

"Such a girl." he shakes his head making a 'tsk tsk' sound.

"At least i'm not the white girl." I raise my eyebrow with a smirk.

He looks at me, pretty pissed, but still with a childish expression on his "I'm not white Dennaaaaaaa!"

"But you are a girl." I wink

"Uh no. I'm your ex-man. Rememeber?"

That damn song.

"Wait wait hold on."

I pull out my phone and search through my music for 'Rixton' and find 'Wait On Me'.

Once the music starts, he gasps and looks at me with a smirk.

"Y'know Denna, this is gonna be my new favorite song." he says, wrapping his arm around me and oulling me closer.

"Oh yeah? And why's that?"

"Because it reminds me of you." he says, looking into my eyes.

He leans in just a little bit, and I close my eyes, hoping this will go where I want it to go.

I feel a light breath tickle my lips, and open my eyes.

His eyes are closed and he's right in front of me.

The time is now.

I close my lips and crash my lips against his.

A few moments later, we pull away, and I slowly open my eyes, to see his caramel colored eyes looking into mine with a little smile on his face.

He looks at me, opening his mouth to say something, but closing it, looking away.

"What?" I ask.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long."

A/N

WHAJBSKDBSJSJSKSJSO SO CUTE IM SCREECHING

okay I bet this didn't make as much sense as I wanted but I'm not editing anymore bc too long

yeah it's 12:30am I just did my nails and school.

~Garima

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