C A L U M
Days pass and it feels like I barely blinked before I was waking up at the thirtieth of December, which means we'll already be celebrating New Year's Eve.
I let out a small yawn, staring up the ceiling for a moment as I realized that Luke wasn't laying down beside me and that I could hear the front door open downstairs, a faint voice singing.
Once I walked into the kitchen, I saw Luke with his back turned towards me. He had been sweating, his tank top sticking to his torso. He wore black basketball shorts and his headsets. I'm guessing he went running.
"Falling stars dont crash through your window. If you want it, go get it, its meant to be chased." Luke sang as he looked for something in the cupboard.
I smiled while watching him. Luke had a great voice. It's the kind of vo
