Paris At Midnight (H.S)

Chapter Two

Violets POV

Class was actually very interesting today for me. We were learning how to do pottery. I was actually really excited. I had dabbled in pottery a few times but it was nothing special.

While sitting at my pottery turntable, I couldn't help but feel soothed. The way it felt as my fingertips were gently pressed against the smooth clay. It was just relaxing and was a good way to unwind.

My mind was wondering to Calum. Calum was a music major. He plays bass guitar so perfectly. He was born to make it big and I hoped one day he would.

As I was finishing up my pottery lesson I heard my phone go off. A text message. I figure it is probably Calum. I'll answer when I am done cleaning up.

When I finally finished my pottery class I couldn't help but cringe at my result. I had made a hideous bowl. I mean I am a beginner but still. I expected more from myself. I always do I guess.

I pulled my phone out as I was walking towards my next class. Calum seemed to be a little stressed. He said he was trying to come up with lyrics and that he was wondering if he could come by tonight to read me some. I loved when Calum would write lyrics for music. I told him that was fine and that I would talk to him later when I got done with class.

When I wasn't paying much attention I had tripped and dropped my phone onto the concrete. I jumped to my feet as quick as I could. I did not want to draw attention. I picked up my phone and kept walking.

When I finally arrived at my paint class. I couldn't help but be excited. I loved to paint. It was such a escape for me. I also was excited to expand my knowledge on it. The history with it also. I was just so anxious.

During class the teacher complimented my work a few times. I was pleased that she enjoyed my work. I was a people pleaser. It was painfully obvious.

After class I decided to go get coffee and then go to my apartment and text Calum to come over.

When I got to the coffee shop I felt tranquility. I loved coffee shops so much. The delightful smell of caramel syrup and coffee beans drifting through the air. The warm feelings of the atmosphere. It just felt homey in a way.

When I made my way up to the counter I ordered what me and Calum always got.

My order, which was a Vanilla Bean Frappuccino topped with Strawberry Puree or a Iced Caramel Brulée Latte. Today I chose the Latte.

Then I ordered Calum's drink. He always got a Mocha Frappuccino. After paying for the drinks I made my way towards the door when I felt a sturdy shoulder knock into me. Almost knocking me off my feet, but I quickly caught my balance and recovered.

I wasn't too upset by it. I figured someone had accidentally done it, but when I looked at the tall figure in front of me, I couldn't help the cold chill building on my spine. He was intimidating. He quickly saw my look and raised an eyebrow questioning my gaze. I then quickly looked away and made my way out of the coffee shop without giving the tall man another gaze.

When I finally unlocked my door and went inside, Calum was already sitting there. He had his writing journal out on the coffee table in front of him and his guitar in hand. I smiled at the sight. I loved watching him do what made him happy.

Calum saw me standing at the door with the drinks and smiled warmly towards me. "Sorry Vi, I had the extra key and just wanted to be ready to show you my lyrics so far." He said in a sorry tone.

I didn't mind him being here one bit though. If anything I was glad he was here. I wasn't alone.

I took a seat next to him on the couch and then looked over at his journal.

Calum smiled at me and then cleared his throat. "Wanna hear it so far?" He questioned with a smile.

I nodded eagerly. He chuckled and started playing his acoustic guitar. The sound that came when he strummed his fingers along the fine lines of the guitar was beautiful. It was something I would never get over. What was even more euphoric was the voice that followed it.

I drove by all the places,
We used to hangout getting wasted.
I thought about our last kiss,
How it felt the way you tasted,
And even though your friends tell me your doing fine.....

His voice was beautiful. I felt selfish being the only one hearing it in this moment. He was so talented. Talented writer and singer.

"Cal, It's-" I couldn't even finish my sentence before my eyes teared up. It was beautiful. No it was more than that. No word would be able to describe how amazing it was. How amazing he was.

"It's captivating." I finally choked out.

He chuckled and got a bit flushed. I knew he appreciated my comment about his work. "Thanks Vi, i'm working with three other guys writing it. They are really good too. One plays drums, one plays guitar also and one sings too." He smiled brightly.

I smiled just as bright. "Cal thats amazing! Im so happy you are finding your way to your star." I said wrapping him in a hug.

He hugged me back gently and chuckled lowly. "My star?" He questioned with a slightly raised eyebrow.

I laughed a bit. "Yes your star. Cal your too amazing not to get famous for this shit one day. We both know that." I nudged him playfully when I was done speaking.

He shook his head and smiled.

"How about you come meet the guys who are writing with me?" He asked cautiously.

I couldn't believe he asked. "Id love to Cal!" I exclaimed a little too excited, but it made Calum laugh. Which made it worth it.

Wow. Im going to be meeting his new friends. Will they steal him away from me? No. We have been through too much. Now is not the time for me to get insecure.

I am going to meet them.