hey guys omg it's been like forever since i last updated! but don't worry, this is the last chapter then epilogue then u could do whatever u want with this story (: ily!
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calum
"i love her" the words slip out of my mouth. maybe im lying. but maybe I intentionally said love to get a reaction...and to come out about my feelings for nia to my friends. im in my bedroom on my bed as luke, ashton and michael are staring at me.
"you can't be serious." michael whispers.
"you do know she's like...two grades below-"
"i don't care."
"i think you should think about this calum, you just got out of a relationship like what, a week ago?" ((ABOUT A WEEK AGO AYEEE))
"more like months.." i mumbled.
im so fücked. this is her fault. her and her perfect smile and perfect laugh and perfect hair and perfect everything.
i sighed, laying down.
"i think you should talk to her." luke speaks up. he fiddles with his thumbs, as he looks at me.
"i have a class with her and she's pretty cool...she gave me her notes once."
"and she complimented my hair, but that doesn't mean anything." michael grunted.
"do what you want, we'll be here for you." he adds, but i know he means it.
they just don't understand. they don't understand that the word love is much more deeper and has more meaning then just 'liking someone'. the word love has so much more dedication and feeling and acceleration in it, that it's rarely meaningful, even when one says it.
the fact that i used a word...like love, should already be a sign.
the next day she's there, in the same spot...sitting with a black sharpie clenched in her hand. she stares down at that same journal she has everyday, her face looks frustrated. i smile at her very cautiously.
"hey" ,i say as i take a seat next to her. she smiles at me, quickly slamming the journal shut, stuffing it in her bag.
it's been a 2 months since my last relationship. people think im a dick. people think i use girls for sex. others think im a regular teenage boy who is just fulfilling needs.
but what if they're all wrong.
i've liked nia for god knows how long.
i thought by liking on a pretty, easy girl, my grade and age would help drive me away from nia. i thought by doing this, i'd get over the fact that she was 2 grades below me and that i was too old for her.
but you know what, fück it.
i hold onto nia's hand. she smiles warmly, her cheeks turning slightly red.
"you're something special." i whisper.
"i still don't understand us."
"that makes two."
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fast forward
nia and i ended up together. it took me 3 godamn months to get the balls to ask her out. we went through a shit load of stuff, but in the end it was worth it.
our relationship progresses, slowly but surely. balancing out school, each other, friends and family ((considering the fact that her father potentially thinks im going to assault her)), we managed to keep a tamed relationship for months.
