Most girls would be jealous of Calliope Draycott. She seemingly has it all. The friends, the money, the boyfriend, and in a few years, if all goes to plan, she'll have the job too. So why doesn't she feel happy? It's after a disastrous family dinner...
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We're on the the tube and I still have no idea where we're going.
But when he finally managed to drag my arse out of bed he had told me to dress warm before he kissed my forehead and left my room to give me some privacy.
I found him downstairs chatting with Arden as he drank a coffee. There was something about that sight that felt so normal, natural even.
They'd been laughing about something when I'd walked into the room, and god his face just lit up and when I walked over he slid my travel mug over to me and winked as he said, 'I think you'll be wanting this.'
Then he'd finished off his coffee quickly and hugged Arden goodbye. I guess somewhere along the way they've become decent friends without me realising (which makes sense considering how much time she spends at Josh's house), especially after she questioned me about Theo last night.
She seems more worried about him getting hurt than she does me, but even I know that Theo won't do anything to hurt me purposely. I'd like to think that I wouldn't either, but out of the two of us, I'm the one that's more hesitant about all of this.
We'd gone to his so that he could get some clean and dry clothes on, and then we were off for the day. Which leads us to where we are now, sat on the tube. He has his eyes closed and he's ignoring my incessant questions about his plans for the day and where we're going.
I think he thought that I would give up after a couple of minutes of not getting any answers, but that wasn't the case. We've been on the tube for ten minutes now and I haven't even paused to take a momentary breath. Personally, I think that's quite impressive.
His smile does get bigger every time I ask though, which isn't actually any incentive to stop.
There's an announcement, but it's the tube so I can't quite make it out, but Theo opens up his eyes and stands up. 'This is our stop,' he says, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. He offers me his hand, and I'm starting to notice that this is something he always does when he stands up first.
It's sweet, and I like it a lot more than I ever thought I would.
So I smile and take his hand and allow myself to be pulled up from my seat.
'Will you tell me where we're going now?'
He shakes his head. 'Nope,' he pops the "p", 'but you'll love it, I swear.'
He looks so damn proud of himself that I stop pestering him about it. I'll know soon enough after all.
And then, he stops in front of a building, and holds out a hand dramatically. 'Here we are!'
We're standing in front of Jonathan's Coffee-House. The first coffee house in London. It was once the site of the London Stock Exchange.
This is unbelievably cool. Maybe it's not, but I'm a little bit nuts for my coffee and I do appreciate the history of the place. So when he leads me in and points to a booth, I have no problems sliding into a seat.
