5sos Blurb Book #4

cashton

calum had been sipping champagne and listening to mayday parade a moment before — a moment before all he could hear was pounding on the door as he was lurched over the toilet
'calum!!!'
'calum are you okay?!'
'fuck this i'm getting ashton.'
and the thought of the gorgeous curly haired boy probably looking ten times more beautiful than usual made him spill what was left of his stomach into the toilet bowl, but when he hears ashton's voice he stops, stretching his arm across the side of the toilet bowl and leaning his cheek on his arm, panting
'calum, i'm coming in.'
and he pushes the door open to see his fiancé looking like he was sixteen again, his sweaty hair on his forehead like his old fringe and ash smiles a little
'you're wearing white.'
he whispered and ashton smiled fully, kneeling down next to him
'what's wrong love?' he mumbled, brushing his hair off his forehead and calum blinked 'i'm scared.' 'of what? it's only me..' he whispered,
'only you is a big deal.'
ashton frowned and looked at him in confusion
'because what happens one day if you don't want me anymore?'
his eyes also looked like he was sixteen again, innocent and nervous — the same baby boy puppy eyes he had when he asked ashton out,
'i said yes when you proposed, right?'
calum nodded.
'calum, i love you very much, and that one day will never come, because i'm about to walk down the aisle to the love of my life who has treated me with love and praise and care and tolerance, and honestly, why would i trade that up?'
and calum believed those words when he saw that for himself, ashton's big doe eyes and little smile and little dimples float their way down the aisle of the chapel,
and yeah, nothing could be better than this.