Calum.

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Hazel

I woke up sometime in the afternoon. My head was resting on a throw pillow, that rested on the arm of my couch. Did I fall asleep on Calum? I turned to see if Calum was still there, luckily he was, and I was using him as a footrest as he slept.

I gently got up because I didn't want to wake him up. He looked like he was deeply sleeping. Fuck I'm hungry, my stomach growled at the heavy thought of food. Spaghetti was quick and it's easy, so that's what I prepared.

"Pasta boiling, check. Sausage and hamburger, check. Garlic and onions, check. Parmesan, check...." going through the ingredients kept me organized. I plopped the hamburger and sausage into the deep dish pot to cook.

I heard muffled groaning coming from Calum who I guess was waking up. Break the meat up and mix. I grabbed the tomato sauce and set it aside, almost time. I tossed the garlic and onions into the meat, along with my seasonings of choice, eventually pouring in the sauce.

"Are you Italian or something?"  I turned around to see a tired Calum smirking from his comment.  "Ha-ha.....did you really wake up to the smell of food?" Calum nodded his head making his bed head ruffle.   "It's almost done Cal."  I chuckled, does Calum even want me calling him cal anymore?

I grabbed the strainer and drained the pasta water, then put the pasta in the sauce to mix.  After I grabbed four bowls, one for me, one for Calum, and two for my parents.  They were always at the bakery working and never had time to cook for themselves.  I served Calum his bowl with Parmesan on top,  then my parents and put their bowls into the fridge for delivery, and then myself.

"Wanna come with me to the bakery?"