He didn't feel the urge to run. He didn't feel the weight of a looming goodbye. For the first time in a long time, the song in his head matched the life in his living room.
The morning light in Malibu wasn’t just bright; it was gold. It spilled over the edge of the balcony, catching the condensation on a half-empty glass of water. Calum woke up to a silence that felt heavy, yet peaceful. He didn’t need to look to his left to know the space was occupied, but he did anyway. There she was. Kygo, Gryffin, Calum Scott - Woke Up in Love
“Still?” She laughed, reaching for a mug. “The song is finished, Calum. It’s perfect.” He didn't feel the urge to run
He heard the rustle of sheets from the bedroom. A few moments later, she appeared in the doorway, wearing his oversized tour hoodie, her hair a messy crown of blonde tangles. She didn’t say anything at first; she just walked over and leaned her head against his shoulder while the coffee dripped. The morning light in Malibu wasn’t just bright;
He stood up, his bare feet hitting the cool hardwood. He walked to the window, watching the Pacific tide pull back from the shore. The lyrics of the song they’d been working on circled his head like a soft hum.
