Calum carried the bags out to the car as I stood in front of Cassie."You have my number." She said.
"Yes." I nodded.
"You text me every day." She spoke.
"Yes." I smiled.
"You tell me where you are." She smiled.
"Yes, mum!" I laughed. She returned it before hugging me tightly.
"I love you, man." I spoke.
"Love you too, honey." She chuckled as we pulled away.
"You ready to go?" Calum asked as he leant against the side of the door.
"Yeah." I nodded as I walked towards him.
"You break her heart, I break your business, got it?" Cassie warned.
"Got it." He chuckled as he opened the car door and held it for me as I climbed in. A moment later, he climbed into the drivers' seat and looked at me.
"You ready to go, sweetheart?" he asked.
"Let's do it." I smiled. He returned it before taking my hand and starting the car. I waved to Cassie as we drove away. I sighed in bliss.
"What?" Calum asked. I shrugged.
"I just can't believe that this all started because you asked me to be your personal assistant. And now, we're travelling the world together." I smiled.
"Yeah, well, crazy shit can happen when you start a new job." He chuckled, making me laugh.
"I'm glad that it happened." I spoke.
"Me too, sweetheart, me too." He smiled.
"So, where are we off to first?" I asked.
"Well, I want a little bit of California, and a little bit of London Sky. I want to take my heart to the end of the world, oh, and we fly away tonight." He spoke.
"Wow, that was very poetic." I chuckled.
"Yeah. Luke wrote it because we're considering starting a band." He shrugged.
"Oh. Got a name yet?" I asked.
"We're thinking 5 seconds of summer." He spoke, looking at me. I nodded.
"I like it. Got a nice ring to it." I smiled.
"Glad you think so." He returned it as we drove along the open road and towards the airport.
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5sos mini-series
FanfictionA book of six different mini-series about everyone's favourite Aussie boys! Enjoy :) (Slight disclaimer: I wrote these stories literally years ago, so please don't judge my other writing based off of these stories, and sorry if they're not as good h...