Chapter 128 New York

• It’s quiet. Nobody is talking.
• We have been in Calum’s car since the end of his meeting, which consisted of him singing an original and one of Mending Hearts singles. If I wasn’t on my period, I might have creamed my pants from listening, watching him sing about us. I used to think our guitar moments were lit but Calum in that room with his headphone plugged in was a new dimension I want to always see.
• Scott and Caleb bore shit eating grins throughout Calum’s singing. I get it. My boyfriend is a star but New York? I thought London studio meant staying in London. The fear of Calum leaving me so soon wraps around my neck like a thick cord.