2. Driving Home
Fuck. Next time I will keep my eyes on the road at all times. I won't go all jumpy, I won't scare her. I'm meant to watch out for her. Like, she'll practically be my sister and I almost killed her? Shit. Of course she's worried, I mean her parents.... Oh God.
'I'm sorry,' she whispers. WHAT? SHE'S APOLIGIZING? After all that?
'No, it was my fault, I wasn't concentrating,' I tell her, my eyes now glued to the road.
'I didn't mean it like that, it wasn't because of my parents. I just... Said it.'
'Well, okay,' I reply, a little surprised. 'But I wouldn't hurt you.'
She looks up at me. 'Thanks, Cal,' she says. Then she gasps. 'Oh, um, I meant Calum. Sorry.'
I giggle. 'It's okay, call me Cal.'
'Alright Cal,' she laughs.
'Now I have to come up with a nickname for you,' I tell her.
She just laughs. I love her laugh, it's so cute, and she's beautiful. The band are going to be head over heels for her.