Sorry I didn't post sooner, I didn't get any reads and I didn't know if I should continue or not but Ishouldn't give up right? Yeah...thank you to the one person who read that gave me inspiration to continue.❤ (Sorry for all the POV switches this chapter)
(Your name has been changed to Krysta, if it has always been for you ignore this)
~Krysta POV~
Oh my gawd..........he was a cutiieeee. He leaned on the door frame and looked me up and down.
~You~
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~Your Outfit~
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~Caleb POV~
I was watching stranger things when I heard a knock on the door. I get off the couch and walk across to the front door. I open it, suprised to see such a beautiful girl on my door step. I lean on the door frame and admire her for a second. I think she was trying to get my attention but I was spaced out. "Hello?!" She said loudly. I snapped out of it and looked her in the eyes. "Sorry, um, are you Krysta?" I said. "Yes, and Caleb, was it?" She said half smiling. "Yep thats me" I chuckled. She smiled and bit her lip. That drove me crazy, my stomach did backflips. How did I get so lucky?
~Krysta POV~
I bit my lip. He stared and I blushed. How did god make someone so cute AND hot. The way his fluffy hair rested over his left eye, the way his teal eyes sparkled, how his lip ring hugged his bottom lip. His obvious Australian accent.
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After a second of staring at eachother awkwardly "you need help with those boxes?" He said pointing to the car. You can see the boxes filling the back seat. We head to the car and grab a couple boxes each. It takes a couple trips from the car to my new room but we eventually get to the last boxes.
Caleb and I sit on my bed to rest. Damn those boxes were heavy. "Do you wanna take a break and go get some food? Like Maccas or something?" Caleb said "Maccas?" I asked. "What's that?" Caleb stared and looked genuinely shocked, then he sighed and laughed. "Sorry, McDonalds, maccas is a McDonalds nickname for most Australians" Caleb smiles at me and it makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter. I blush and nod my head. We get up, leaving my room unpacked, and walk down stairs. He grabs his car keys and wallet. I walk to my car, grab my purse and get into the passenger side of his car. He starts the engine, we put on our seatbelts and we head to m-maccas? Awe the way he says it is adorable.
"What's your favorite color?" Caleb says a couple minutes into the car ride. "Uh...why?" I say. "So we can get to know eachother, I mean you are my roomate and I don't want to be living with a serial killer." He smirked at me. "Well my favorite color is baby blue" I answered "you?" I asked in return. "I personally like Navy blue and also pink" he said smiling and glancing over at me for a few seconds before looking back at the road. "What do you do for a living?" He asked still watching the road. I think about that for a a second before answering with "I'm taking collage classes at the university of California for a degree in musical arts. I'm also a professional photographer, so I take pictures for weddings and concerts and family photos. Sometimes I take pictures for celebrities. So far Maroon 5, Demi lavato, and Taylor swift are the most famous people I have done." Caleb looks at me dumbfounded. "Wow, I just take classes for eventually becoming teacher and work at the nearest Café" Caleb laughed.
We get to McDonalds, We order and get our drinks. We sit at a booth in the corner to wait for our food. We sit side by side torsos turned to face eachother, Caleb, elbow on table holding his face in his hand (Idk how to describe this pose😂). He looks at me and smiles. "What?" I say blushing, failing to hold back a smile. "Your cute" he says smirking. They call our number and Caleb winks at me before he gets up to go get food. I watch as he leaves, feeling my face turn bright red and cover my face with my hands. Did he really just call me cute? I'm NOT cute wtf. Does that mean he likes me? No someone as attractive as him can't like me. Can he? Do I like him? No hes a stranger.....a cute stranger. I smile.
The more people see this, the fasterI will update. I will eventually get to a regular sqedual but for this week probably everyday (I have no life). Thank you, the very few people who read my first chapter! Hope you like this one!❤💖💜💙
