Ava's Point of View
"You're late..."
I was startled when I heard Lucas' baritone voice. I expected him to be always late, but he's home early tonight. Well, it's already 11 in the evening, and he considers that still early so I'm kind of wondering why he's already home. Which is a very seldom event in the past five years.
"Y-yeah... the shoot ended up late, that's why. Why are you this early?"
"Is it wrong to be in my house at this time?" he answered back.
"Well, nope. So, I'll go upstairs. I have some editing to finish."
That's not true though, I already finished half of the photos that's needed for the posters and banners of the band. The editing is just an excuse, it just that it's kind of awkward to be with him in the same room and breathing the same air.
I jumped on my bed the
