Chapter XXVIII – Where we belong.
Third Person’s POV
|2 YEARS LATER|
'Luke where are you pulling me? Can't we stay home? Its Christmas!' Calum whined but let himself get pulled.
'Quit whining!' Luke said.
They stopped in front of a familiar place.
'L-Luke, what are we doing here?' Calum stuttered as he stares at the club.
Luke almost smirked and pulled Calum in.
'Lukey you're being mean!' Calum whined.
Luke pulled him to the bar and sit where they exactly sat when they met.
'Luke what is this? Why are you being mean!' Calum whined.
There was someone dancing on the stage and its pitch dark except for the spotlight on the stage. Calum can see his self-dancing on the pole.
All the audience are facing the stage and he can barely make a face figure from one of them but he's sure he
