Terrible Things c.h

prologue

"DAD," a small voice shrieked from down the hall. I sighed and crawled out of the cold bed and walked towards my sons room as the thunder boomed outside and rain pelted the roof.

I pushed open the door, flipped on the light and sighed, "What's wrong son?"

"I'm scared and I can't sleep," my son whimpered, his brown eyes reflecting the light. "Will you tell me the story again?"

A small smile slipped on to my lips and I nodded. I sat beside him on his bed and wrapped an arm around him. He laid his head of dark curls on my chest and looked up at me expectantly.

"The day I met your mother," I began, "was the greatest day of my life."

*authors note*

Okay so this story is based off the song Terrible Things by Mayday Parade. The entire story will be in Calum's POV.

And I am still writing the Runaways so don't stop reading that!

Thanks lovelies!!