*Your POV*
After another stressful day at uni you walk through the door of your shared apartment with Calum, kicking off your shoes and walking straight up to your room. The house is silent meaning Calum isn't home yet, probably still writing at the studio. Ploping down on your bed you close your eyes and let out a big sigh. Your instructor wouldn't give you a break today, she kept telling you that your pictures needed to show more emotion but you didn't understand what she meant. You thought being a photography major would be easy but you didn't know that pictures could show emotion. Your instructor had you take about twenty different photos until one finally showed the emotion she was looking for.
It was days like today that you wish you still had a pack of cigarettes. You had made a promise to Calum that you would both quit together, you knew it was a bad habit to get into and you didn't want eachother to get ill.
The thought of cigarettes still in your mind made you remember Calum always kept a full pack under his numerous amount of band shirts. Knowing they were in there was torture, you needed one after the day you had and the fact that Calum still had a full pack just laying around wasn't helping. Maybe just one wouldn't hurt, you haven't had one in 8 months.
After you thought about it for a while contemplating if it would be a good idea or not you decided to just have one and not tell Calum. Getting up from your bed you walk to his dresser and lift the band shirts revealing the pack of Camel cigarettes, plucking one out then putting the pack back in its place. Walking downstairs you grab the lighter you use for the candles and head to your spot.
Your spot was a place that only you knew about. It was on top of the apartment building you lived in that looked across the town below. It was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen and when you were sad or stressed or even happy you came up here and looked at the lighted city. The only other person who knew about your place was Calum, he knew you went when you needed space or a place to just clear your mind and sometimes he joined you and took in the view himself.
Going out to your balcony you climb the latter that leads to the roof then walk towards the edge, not too close where you would fall but close enough to see everything, lighting your cigarette and taking a drag enjoying the feeling you haven't had in the past 8 months.
*Calum's POV*
"It's alright mate we can come up with the melody next session." Michael said clapping me on the back.
We were heading out after a long day of writing, I had written a whole song but no melody to match. I was frustrated because I had been messing with sounds all day and nothing matched the lyrics I had. The boys could sense my frustration and they were trying to cheer me up but nothing they said made me less angry.
"You wanna go out for a drink?" Ashton asked wanting to to help me relax.
"Nah. I'm kinda tired, I'm just gonna go home." I said walking out to our cars.
"Alright see you later." They said in unison.
"See ya." I said climbing into my car and starting the engine.
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Walking through the door I notice (y/n)'s shoes next to the door. I kick mine off and place them next to hers then head upstairs to find our room empty. Turning around and going to check the bathroom and again I find an empty room. Then I decide too look in the kitchen, another empty room, the living room, empty, the office, empty. Going back to our bed room I try and call her but to my surprise her phone starts ringing from my dresser. I roll my eyes at the fact that she probably forgot her phone was sitting here and stuff it in my pocket. Looking down to my top drawer I notice it is open slightly. Opening it compleatly I find my shirts to be pulled up in the middle, then I remember the pack of cigarettes I put in there a few months ago. (Y/n) must have taken one becsuse she had a bad day, looking back on the day I've had I decide to grab a cigarette and close the drawer now knowing where my girlfriend is.
After climbing the ladder I find (y/n) with her back towards me looking across the small town we live in, a cigarette in her right hand that rests behind her supporting her weight.
"Bad day?" I ask making my way to sit next to her.
She looks up slightly then down at her lap avoiding eye contact with me.
"How'd you guess?" She asks joking a little.
"Oh I don't know. Just a hunch." I said reaching across her lap for the lighter on her left side.
"How 'bout you? You have a bad day too?" She asks as I light my cigarette.
"I didn't have the best day and that's all I'm saying. I don't want to talk about it." I said placing my left hand on her thigh and my right behind me.
"We broke our promise." She said after taking a drag filling the short silence between us.
"I guess it's okay just this once." I said putting the cigarette between my lips then holding out my pinky.
She took my pinky in hers then pulled the cigarette out of her mouth blowing smoke into the air, smiling at the feeling she hasn't felt in a long time. I know exactly how she felt because I feel the same way, I haven't had a cigarette in months and it felt good getting rid of my bad habit but I missed feeling the smoke invade my body.
(Y/n) flicks her cigarette butt over the edge of the building after taking her last puff, I do the same then pull her into my side. We sit in silence as we forget about the stress of today's earlier events. Just being together and our little smoke session calming us like it used to. We both know that our bad days are no excuse for having a smoke but we did it and we can't take it back. All we have now is a new promise that we are done with our bad habit for good.
"You're gonna have to throw out that pack." (Y/n) says breaking me from my thoughts.
I just nod knowing she's right. We sit for a few more minuets then I stand up holding my hand out for her to take, then help her off the ground. We head back down the ladder and into our apartment heading to the couch to lay on for the rest off the night, cuddled up and comfortable all of my thoughts about my day at the studio now replaced with thoughts of my girl all cuddled and comfortable.
a/n
I hope you like this because it literally took me a month to write and I don't know if I like it. I like the concept but my writing is shit so I'm sorry.
