When we finally did decide to leave I was a bit sad to be honest. I would miss the warmth of his long muscular arm wrapped around my small torso. We walk out, holding hands, and he was telling me some stupid joke and I was smiling from ear to ear, giggling like an idiot with my face hot as I gasped for air, and I realized for the first time in a long time I wasn't just content, I was happy.
Cal opened the door letting the warm nights air hit me, warming me instantly, he put his arm around my shoulder as we walked towards our cars. I unlocked my door and was honestly not ready to not be with him. "You could um, spend the night in the boys and my flat if you want?" He asked sheepishly. I grinned, "yeah, I have to pack some stuff but absolutely," I blushed, he blushed, then he opened my car door and said, "I'll drive to your place, there is no need to take two cars." I smiled again, I didn't want to drive home alone, I didn't want to not be next to him, but I knew I had to.
We both drove and I listened to my 1975 album, practically screaming the words, when my phone started ringing, it was my mom,"hey cute thang," I answered she chuckled, "hey I'm working the night shift tonight... Will you be ok on your own?" I almost said 'yeah I was actually planning on spending the night at this really amazing foreign guys place tonight, we only met three days ago, but it's ok cause he's in a really good band, have fun at work!' But i forced myself to lie to my mom, "yeah I'll be ok, have fun at work." We both hung up and I blared the music the rest of the way home.
I almost skipped to the door when I saw my moms car was not in the drive. Cal walked behind me and kissed my cheek when I stopped to unlock the door. Once we were inside my cat, Lolita, rubbed against Cal's black jeans, luckily for him she was an all black cat. I quickly fed Lo and gave Calum a very quick tour of our magazine looking house. "This place is like a museum, everything is so freaking clean..." He mumbled, "yeah imagine growing up here," I said to him making our way up stairs.
My room was exactly how I have always wanted it, clean white walls, fairy lights lining the ceiling, a makeup station by my closet (a mirror, and a short organizer with all my make up) , my bed in a corner, and all the walls(except the one my bed was pushed against) were lined with simple black bookcases. I had four cases total, three of them spilling over with novels, and then the fourth case was always my favorite. It was a simple black little case, like the rest, but the three shelves did not have books in them, instead alphabetical rows of my records. Sitting comfortably on the top of the records case was a black and white record player, it almost looked like a suitcase, and it was my pride and joy. Calum stopped the door, taking it all in, then he walked over the my music, "You have a very impressive selection," he smiled at me, then he sat down crossing his legs under him, and started to look through them making occasional 'oh!' And 'wow' sounds. I smiled and packed a backpack. Cal was still happily thumbing through my collection, so I went into the bathroom and changed into high waisted jean shorts and a Arctic Monkey AM crop top, I decided to let my hair hang down my back and smiled into the mirror. I walked out of the bathroom and found him sitting on my bed, my well loved copy of Hate List in his hands, he was reading the first page and looked rather confused. "So this book is about a school shooting? Ally why would you read this awful thing?" My mom had said those exact same words but I quickly shook my head, "no, it's not about a school shooting. It involves it but the story is about Valerie, the girlfriend of the shooter. It isn't awful, it's her story about coping with the whole thing, she has to deal with guilt, and face loss, she struggles and then conquers, the book is about her finding herself.... I think that is beautiful..." I trailed off and he walked over to me, he kissed my gently and whispered, " you are so perfect." I smiled and kissed him again. We get into his cluttered car and despite how messy it is, it feels like home. I was worried he'd be mean about how passionate I am about my books, but he didn't and I think it made me like him that much more.
A/N
Hey guys! So there are three videos on Luna and Liz make sure to go watch them:) thank you all for reading my story, it's a bit slow now but trust me the next chapter will change the pace a lot. Also, I talked a bit about Hate List, I just finished it and strongly recommend it to all of you lovely readers. Ok love you guys! Xoxoxo
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