I lick Call's cheek because he has food on it. He looks at me. "Do you want me to punch you in your face?" He asks.
That'd be cute.
"I mean sure, I think I'd like to be injured by you," I retort. He crosses his arms. "No, it wouldn't!" He pouts. I kiss the tip of his nose. We have only known each other for a week now but that doesn't matter because I know we're meant- "To be together," Call finishes my thought out loud.
"I love you," I say.
"I love you too," he says.
"Wait- how did you know…?" I ask.
He crosses his arms. "So we're going to just ignore the fact that we just said I love you," Call says. I shrug. "We both know you don't actually love me so," I shrug again. He looks offended. "I do love you!" He pouts.
I know. I just like hearing you say it.
"Yeah right," I say. "I do!" he huffs. "Sure I believe you," I say sarcastically. He wines. "I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you-" I cut him off.
"Don't lie now,". He gets up and jumps on me, knowing I'd hold him. "If I didn't love you would I do this?" He starts rapidly planting kisses all over my face. I know I'm about to start blushing, so I put him down. I will NOT give him the satisfaction. He laces his fingers in mine. "I love you,"
His bright blue eyes shine as he looks at me.
Do you really love him? I think so… right?
"I love you too," I say to him. I will protect him from everything. No one will hurt him as long as I'm here with him. You're mine Call, nobody else's. I will make sure everyone knows your mine and no one else's.
I then call over my favorite butler named Sebastian and whisper ¨ Keep an eye on Call and don't let him leave the house. If he leaves the house then you will have to go after him yourself Okay?¨ .
The Butler nods and walks away. I walk up to Call and wipe some of the food off his cheek and then lick my fingers. I say, ¨My Love, I'm going to work but my butlers will take care of you okay?¨ I see my love pout and he says ¨ Why do you have to leave? I want to cuddle and hang out with you ¨. I smirk and lift his chin up so that his eyes are looking at mine and say ¨ When I get home, we can cuddle all you want, I promise my love ¨.
Callum looks down at my shoes. "But I don't want y-you to g-g-g-go," He starts sniffling and I can tell he's about to cry.
"No, don't cry Mon Amor please," I say. I bend down and start to gently wipe the tears off of his face. "I'll only be gone for maybe six hours," I say. He starts crying, for real this time.
"N-noo b-because those other girls a-and boys are gonna hit on y-you!" He cries.
"They may hit on me, but I only want you," I say while wiping his tears "You're the only one for me, no one else can take my heart as you did," I say.
He smiles a little bit, so I continue. "The first time I saw you, I knew I would fall in love with you, I knew and I know you are mine and I am yours, My Love, and you always will be. I love you, Callum," I say.
Callum starts blushing hard. "Y-you mean that?" He asks.
I cup his chin gently. "No, I was talking to the ghost in the corner sipping my wine even though I said no," I say sarcastically. "Yes you," I say.
Call wrinkles his eyebrows in confusion. "You aren't legally allowed to drink yet," He says.
"Do I look like I follow rules?" I ask him.
"You look like you follow what I say to do," He says. I look him up and down, disregarding his whole statement. "You must not know me, if you think I'd ever just let you control me as I do to you," I say. His expression keeps changing until I can tell he looks angry.
"So you're just controlling me?" He asks. "I must be a joke to you, you must not want this as bad as I thought you did. Apparently, I'm just somebody you can control," He says. I shake my head. "No! That's not what I meant," I say, I'm starting to panic.
This is not what I thought he would react like. I see he has angry tears running down his face and he storms to his room and slams the door loudly. I sigh and look over to Sebastian standing in the corner silently.
"Sebastian, Can you talk to him and tell him I'm sorry?" I ask. He shakes his head. "That's a problem that you need to fix, I'm not getting involved in the idiocy. It's your problem, not mine, now, if you would excuse me, I have to dust the porcelain vases,"
Did he just say that we have to solve our own problems and ditch me to dust some vases? Remind me to never ask him for advice ever again.
I grab my keys and get into my car.
When I get in, I suddenly miss Call even though I saw him a few minutes ago.