WAYWARD 2: PERVERSE (Discontinued)

ten

Phoebe's P.O.V

I admit it was a little scary when Calum drove straight into the woods along the high way of I don't know what route.

He parked the car and it was just a few feet away from us.

We were by a cliff. It was dark but we used the car's headlights to help us see.

"Hold my hand, okay?" Calum exclaimed and I placed my hands on his, he laced his with mine.

The view was breathtaking the sky was full of stars and below the city shined with city lights. It was the most beautiful view, it reminded me of the view from the Eiffel tower when Luke and I were in Paris.

I shook my head, I should stop thinking about it.

"You okay?"

I nodded, "Thank you this is so beautiful-" I smiled.

"Here-" He handed me a box.

"What is it?"

"My gift, you can't have birthdays without a gift!" He laughed,

"But you didn't have too" I mumbled, "Seeing you put up an effort is enough"

"Oh pish-posh! Just open it-"

I did what I was told and I opened the box, it was a plastic rose.

"As long as the last petal doesn't fall or the whole flower doesn't start to wither I will never stop waiting for you to love me back." He muttered.

*

Luke's P.O.V

30 fucking more minutes before Target starts closing up and I haven't found a gift for Scott.

I've been circling the department store for hours.

"Sir, were about to close up-"

"Fuck it! I know" I snapped at the saleslady, her eyes grew wide and I can feel guilt creeping under my skin for shouting at her, "Shit, look I'm sorry, I just-"

"Its okay, Sir. Do you need any help with something?"

I gave in, "Yeah, today is my girlfriend's.. I mean my friend's birthday and I don't know what to give her" I sighed at the thought of not being able to call her my girlfriend anymore.

"How about a dress? Do you know her size?"

"What size are you?"

"Excuse me?"

I sighed, "I didn't mean it that way, you and her have the same body size."

"Oh. I'm a size 2-"

"Then she's a size 2."

I followed the girl all around to search for a dress. I was so annoyed that this girl doesn't even have a fashion sense she's giving me ugly dresses that old ladies could wear, what the fuck is wrong with her?

I was standing in front of a mannequin and I noticed the dress on it. I'm a hundred percent sure that Scott would love this and I like the color, it was red. I always loved the color red on a girl. I don't know why but I really do especially on Scott.

"What size is this?" I pointed,

She walked towards it checking the back of it to look for the size.

"Its a size 2-"

"I'll get that!"