You Can't Run Away From Your Problems

Charlotte Connors moved to Australia from California trying to escape her boring life. When she moved to Sydney she had no idea what was coming, but she was ready. After a while of living in Sydney she meets her neighbor Calum and things finally start to get interesting...
What will happen between Charlotte and Calum? What is the Fanfiction actually about because the blurb sucks? Will she author ever learn how to write good fanfic? Read to find out!


11. Over-Sleeping

Calum's POV 


It's  3:00pm and Charlotte hasn't answered any of my texts. Has she even woken up? She needs to get stuff ready. I decided to go check on her to see how she was doing and if she needed any help. Luke and Michael were still asleep, sprawled out on the couches. Ashton was probably still doing things with that chick from last night. I knocked on Charlotte's door. Hmm no answer. Her car was still here so she must be home. I knocked again. Just as I was about to abandon ship but then a crazy haired Charlotte frantically opened the door. 


"I OVER SLEPT," she yelled buttoning up her shirt.  She started running out of the door whist putting shoes on but she tripped before she could even get anywhere near her car. She looked so cute. I couldn't help but laugh. 


"GET IN," she exclaimed once she was in her car.  I jumped inside and she abruptly started the car. 


"We need to buy everything, dude."


"What's everything?"




Charlotte's POV 


I fucking overslept. I can't fucking believe I overslept! Thankfully Calum was here to help get everything done. Even if he didn't want to help he was helping. 


"You got any gum," I asked. 


Calum handed me a pice and turned the radio on. I forgot I had it cranked up all the way from the last time. Killing In The Name boomed out of the speakers. It made Calum jump and I swerved a little off the road. 


"WHAT THE FUCK," he yelled. 


I laughed,"oops." 




We bought everything and we're back home by  5:00pm -ish. We dropped off all the bags in the kitchen. Calum was sitting in the counter and I was washing the dishes. 


"Help me clean up, yeah?" 


"I don't wanna," he complained. 






"Come on Cal. I'll own you one," I pleaded. 


Calum bit his lip and got off the kitchen counter. "It would be nice to have  the Charlotte Conners owe me one."


"Oh whatever, just clean already," I said throwing a dish rag at him. 


He laughed and got to work. We were finished by  6:32pm. At this time we were sprawled out on the couch to lazy to move anymore. 


"I need to get ready," I said checking the time. 


"Me too," he mumbled whist standing up. 


"See you in a bit," he yelled back as he walked out the door. 


"Wow, he left quickly." I whispered to myself. 


The door opened again. 


"I forgot my keys," Calum said awkwardly running towards the kitchen to get the keys. 


"Alright bye," he said again. 


The door closed and I ran upstairs to begin my beautifying process. 

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