"i'm fifteen and he is... well, he is turning twenty one."

aku suka calum, tapi dia engga suka aku. aku cari cowo lain, calum marah-marah. calum, sehat?

"Now you listen, little red. You are mine. You belong to me! You are not leaving my side. I have waited too long for you and now that I have you, I'm not letting you slip through my fingers. Understood?" He growled. I smirked. "Over my undead body." *Currently Editing*