'cause we're on fire.

Louis smiled and kissed her back moving his hand up to hold her face. If there was one thing he loved it was certainly kissing his girlfriend like this after being on tour for so long and not getting to. After all it was so much better to actually be able to kiss her and feel like he could feel their love radiating off them both than just sending her kisses through Skype. Sometimes he wished he could fly her out over night so when he woke up the next morning she'd be there for him. Because Louis loved her, and he loved feeling close to her. Being away so much out of the year he knew was hard on them, and he felt that everyday he was away. But they made things work.

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Calliope nodded her head, they both knew Nick and she knew he would do that just to be an arse. "Okay. Whatever you say." She told Harry wanting to believe he'd pick her bum over his. "And I suppose we can call it even then." She added figuring he was right, "I don't know." She answered honestly, "and it's more him trying to get me to let him move in really. I mean he brought it up like three months ago and I just told him I needed some time to think about it and gave him the spare key to shut him up about it. But he's bringing it up again and I don't know. I care about him a lot. And he's kind of been my first real serious boyfriend since I've lived here but there's something holding me back from being able to live with him. I'm just confused."

Emelie smiled as her lips moved slowly against his. She'd missed this. She'd missed him. She'd missed just being able to relax and do things like this. And she knew that it would always be something that she missed, because Louis was almost constantly away. And that fact made moments like this all the more important and precious to her. She knew that he was doing what he loved, but sometimes she wished that he wasn't. She knew that it was rather selfish but sometimes she just wondered what it would be like if there was no One Direction. She wondered what would have happened if he had never gone ahead and auditioned for X-Factor. Of course, she supported him wholeheartedly, she always had and she always would, but she just wished that they could spend more time together and that she could see him more often than she did.

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Harry frowned. "If you're confused, you shouldn't move in together, Cal." He said. He knew that she cared about the bloke, for whatever odd reasons she had, but regardless of that fact, she needed to do what she felt was right. And if there was something holding her back from taking the next big step in her relationship, he felt that maybe it wasn't the right thing to do, and maybe it was a clear indication that things weren't as they'd seemed for a while now. "If you don't want him to move in with you, he needs to respect that. Does he even know that you're so hesitant about it? Does he know that you aren't sure if this is what you want?"

Louis held her face in his hands and let a soft groan move from his mouth to hers. There was something about finally being home and kissing his girlfriend that well caused him to not wanna stop. Screw movies and TV and whatever else they could've been doing. Kissing Emelie was all he wanted to do. He felt like he needed to make up for lost time. Ever since the x-factor then being signed even though they didn't win and being part of 1D his time with her always felt short. And while he cherished the moments, he honestly didn't get than much alone time with her aside from when he was home refusing to go out, so he was taking advantage while he could. She was the most important person in his life. Sure he loved the lads but he wasn't in love knowing he probably be with them for the rest of them. And they held a spot in his heart for different reasons.

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"I know." Calliope told him, she did. She knew it was clear they shouldn't live together because she wasn't ready and was super hesitant about the whole thing but she hadn't told him that because she didn't know how. "No. I mean I think he knows I'm hesitant he just doesn't know why. And I can't tell him why because I don't know how. I don't wanna hurt him. Lord I'm awful at this kind of thing. I don't know why anyone would ever wanna date me. I don't even know how I was smooth enough to land a second date or a relationship this long for that matter." She said pushing her fingers through her hair. She thought she was terrible at flirting, and knew she was awful at breaking up with guys she'd grown fond of but knew they weren't the guy for her. "I don't know how to break up with someone."

Emelie moved on the couch so that she was straddling him, though she never pulled back from the kiss. Maybe there was another reason why she enjoyed lazy days like this. Maybe it partially had something to do with getting to have a proper snog with her fit boyfriend. On days like this, they didn't have to worry about anything else. No interruptions, no plans, nothing. They could just get lost in the moment and well, just be. And she loved that. She loved just being with Louis. She'd loved being with him before the X-Factor and One Direction had happened, and that hadn't changed in the slightest bit. If anything, her love for him had grown stronger over time.

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Harry didn't think that he would ever fully understand what Calliope saw in this guy. And that had nothing to do with the fact that the bloke had everything that he wanted. He just didn't like him, and he hadn't liked him from the very second that they'd been introduced to each other. Of course, he had never really come out and said this to her, though he did sometimes imply it, but it was honestly how he felt. She could do so much better than that guy. "Hey, don't say that." He said softly, frowning at her words. "Why would you ever think that anyone wouldn't want to date you? You're a bloody amazing girl, Cal. And don't say that my opinion's biased because I'm your best mate. There are loads of other people who think the same thing. Breaking up with someone isn't easy. You obviously care for the bloke, so you don't want to hurt him, but if you don't feel the same way, you need to tell him."

Louis leaned back on the couch and moved his hands to rest on her hips, before slowly slipping them under her shirt so he could trace shapes in her her soft skin while they kissed. This was what he lived for right now. To just be with his girlfriend and live with no regrets. He'd missed this, being with her, and just being around her in general. But there were moments like this when they were together that made his heart race, his skin heat up, and his brain forget the most simple things like telling him to breath, and they made it all worth while. Because their passion didn't die, he hated not being able to be with her more or have more moments than the few he got with her already, but when they were together again there was passion. It wasn't half assed kisses or shagging just because they were suddenly in the mood, though he wasn't going to say that never happened. It was kisses that proved they still felt the same and cared about one another with ever fiber of their beings. Kisses that told each other they wouldn't know how to live without the other. And shagging that made him love her more and be even more sure that he didn't want to be with anyone else ever. Because he was so madly in love with Emelie he couldn't bare to think of someone else pleasing her, he couldn't think of anyone else loving him the way she did either. They were just made for one another. Just two hearts connected forever.

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"I'm a bloody mess Harry." Calliope sighed, "is there any way to tell him without hurting him?" She asked wondering if there was, "I mean I haven't broken up with a guy since I was seventeen. That was like four years ago. And I didn't have an issue with that because he was an arse who deserved it anyways. Though in the end I think I was more broken hearted about that one than he was. For real though I don't know how to tell him. I know I shouldn't wait, but I don't know how long he's gonna be gone either. I mean should I call him or what?" She asked knowing she wouldn't text it to him, that was a low blow no matter who were breaking up with and should never be the road taken. But that only left her with the options of waiting until he got home or calling him and telling him over the phone. But then she knew he was going through a rough time and didn't wanna make things worse for him. "Maybe when he gets home we can talk things through and fix whatever needs to be fixed and then everything will be good again and I can just forget about this." She said wishing she had some idea of what she should do. It was hard though, because she cared about him a lot, but deep down she didn't feel the same any more and she didn't know why or if it was fixable. And on top of all of that there was just this whole issue with Harry, how he was still her best friend and couldn't get along with Jake and part of her kind of thought Harry was attractive, which wasn't a good thing to tell her boyfriend or Harry. Calliope was just really confused.

Emelie let out a soft hum of content as she kissed him. It was never just about snogging or shagging with them. Of course, that was a part of their relationship, the physical aspect at least, but that was only a very small part of it. Sure, she enjoyed it, and sure, she did feel like it sometimes made their relationship stronger, but really the important part was the emotion and feeling behind it. It was never just a steamy makeout or a quick shag. There was always love and passion behind everything that they did. It had always been that way for them from the very beginning and it was something that had only seemed to have grown stronger with time.

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Harry frowned. "I honestly don't know, Cal." He told her. "But you can't worry so much about hurting him. You need to worry about yourself too and whether or not you're truly happy with this bloke. I know that you care about him, but you need to care about yourself too. And if you don't feel the same way about him anymore, maybe it's time to just move on." He really didn't know what else to tell her. He was only trying to be a good friend and to give her the best advice that he possibly could, but he didn't know if he was giving her good advice or shit advice. "Do you honestly think that this is something that's fixable? That's what you need to ask yourself."

Louis replied to her hum by pulling her closer to himself, if that was even possible and smiling against her lips. And he kissed her like this, letting his hands roam up and down her back under her shirt, before he had to pull away finally to breath. "God I've missed you." He mumbled before gently pressing his lips to her slightly exposed shoulder and smiling again. Lord he didn't know how he'd made it so long without her. Honestly this was the best thing in the world right here. She was the best thing that could've happened to him, sure the band was great and all, but she meant the world and back to him and he'd really missed this. He'd really missed her.

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Calliope threw her head back and groaned. "This is the worst." She mumbled still not any closer to figuring out what she should do about this. "I don't know if I can talk about this anymore." She said really not sure she could, she didn't know if she could get over him. She didn't know if things could be fixed with them or not. She didn't know anything right now. "Well it's not like I'm in love with someone else or anything. I don't know though, I don't even know what needs to be fixed so I couldn't possibly know if it was fixable or not." She added sighing again, this really was pointless. "I say we just forget all about this and just do my grocery shopping and talk about something else." She said not sure she could take much more of this not knowing how to deal with her relationship. And she didn't know what to make of Harry's advice right now which didn't make things easier.

"I've missed you too." Emelie breathed. She felt like she missed him more and more each time he went away on tour. Sure, she would go and visit him whenever she got the chance to, but it was hard. She still had university and her part-time job, and everything else that a girl her age had to deal with, so sometimes it was hard to make those visits happen. Now though, now she didn't care about that. Louis was home. He would be home for a while now, and she planned on taking full advantage of that fact. She smiled, feeling his lips ghost across the skin of her shoulder.

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Harry frowned. He could tell that this was really bothering her. And, in his opinion, that was a clear indication of what had to be done. If she didn't figure out what she was going to do with her boyfriend, well, it wouldn't be good. "It'll only get worse if you avoid the problem, Cal." He said, trying to be as sensible as he possibly could. "Obviously there's something missing if it's troubling you this much. I'm pretty sure that that's reason enough right there. And that's your problem right there! You're avoiding the problem. You can't act like nothing's wrong when it's clear that something is."

Louis smiled again, he'd missed her so much, and he hated that. He hated that he had to miss her so much out of the year, and that she had to miss him too, but they dealt with it. And really he thought they dealt with it all pretty well for that matter. Of course none of that was important or even mattered while he was home because as long as he was here he didn't have to miss her and she didn't have to miss him. "Not as much as I've missed you." He said softly kissing her again, softer this time while he slowly moved her shirt up to take it off. They had after all kind of started something that he wanted to finish. And he planned to take full advantage of his time with her while he was home, which might've included making love a few times and just ignoring everything else but her. Today was all about her, him, and the many many things they could do in their home while they were alone.

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Calliope was silent for a moment while she let what Harry was telling her skin in, and he was right. She'd been avoiding the problem, which hadn't made it go away. If anything it'd made everything worse, and now she didn't know how to handle things. "Okay, so maybe I was avoiding the problem. And I don't know how to handle it. I don't know how to break up with him. I don't know how to do anything." She said sighing, if her mum were the one she were talking to then she knew what she'd tell her. Her mum would be all 'Cal you've got talk about this. You can't avoid it forever blah blah blah.' And then Calliope would whine, eat a small tub of Ben and Jerry's and eventually give in to and attempt to talk things through, only she'd make it all awkward and a lot harder than it really had to be. "I guess I'll talk to him when he gets back. That'll give me time to figure out what I wanna tell him and how I'm gonna go about this." She said feeling like it was the right thing to do. "I'm done thinking about it for now though. Let's just buy my groceries and find something do to."

"That's highly doubtful." Emelie murmured softly against his lips as she kissed him back. Her tone was light and teasing. She loved teasing him. She loved that they didn't ever have to be completely serious with each other. They could joke around like friends would, and that was pretty much what they'd been before they'd started dating. Best friends. She grew up in Doncaster, her childhood home just down the street from his. And she loved that they'd kept the best friend feel to their relationship. Some people started out as friends and then started dating and everything just changed. But that wasn't the case with her and Louis. They still goofed off like they had when all they'd ever pictured being was friends.

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Harry watched her closely, hoping that he hadn't offended her or taken things too far. The last thing he wanted was for Calliope to be upset with him. Sure, they'd had their fair share of arguments, just like any two best friends would, but the last thing he wanted right now was for them to get into an argument.He had just gotten home after being away on tour for a couple of months. He just wanted to spend time with his best friend. "It'll be for the best, Cal." He said quietly. "You need to tell him how you feel, and you need to tell him what's on your mind. It's not good to hold things like this in." He nodded in response to her later words. "Alright."

"What makes you say that love?" Louis asked tossing her shirt off to the side and kissing her shoulder again, he was pretty sure he'd missed her more than she could even imagine. Then again maybe if someone were to really compare how much they'd missed one another then she would've missed him more, he didn't know. Either way he'd missed her a lot and was just really happy to be home. It was still kind of weird for him to not see her all the time. He was just kind of used to seeing her all the time from how they grew up together and all still. But he was dealing with it. And he was really glad that things hadn't changed between them. They were still close and joked and acted like best friends who just happened to be in a relationship. Lord, he didn't know what he'd do without her.

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"And I will." Calliope said trying not to sound snappish, really though she just wanted to drop this whole thing. She'd talk to Jake when she talked to him. Which would be when he got home, for now though she wanted to forget about it until she was alone and could think about everything and cry or whatever the hell she wanted to do. Sure she cared about Harry and knew he was just looking out for her, but she just didn't want to talk to him about it anymore. And she really didn't want to think about it and end up crying in front of him, no matter what it was about, she hated crying in front of Harry. Really she hated crying around anyone, but she really hated it around Harry. And she didn't want things to end up on a bad note on his first day home. She hadn't seen him in forever, and just wanted to talk about something else.

"I just happen to be that intuitive, babe." Emelie said, a cheeky grin tugging at the corners of her lips as she reached down and began to tug his shirt off. She knew that he'd missed her, and for all she knew, he could have missed her more than she missed him, but she was pretty sure that they had both missed each other equally. She just liked to tease him and mess with him sometimes. She honestly just loved the relationship that she had with Louis. They could be serious when they had to be, but it wasn't always like that with them. There was the love-making and snogging, and then there were the moments where they simply acted like two best mates. It was the perfect balance in her opinion.

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Harry frowned when she kind of snapped at him. It had honestly caught him off guard. "I'm only trying to help you, Cal." He said. He'd been tempted not to say anything at all and just let it go, but this was honestly starting to frustrate him. He was giving her advice on how to deal with the twat she was currently dating. The twat who had everything that he wanted and more. The twat who he had never liked. And the twat who seemed as though he would always have what Harry didn't. And it sucked. It really did. And it was irritating that he was trying to be a good friend, and that he was trying to give her advice when really he didn't want to do a damn thing to help her. Not when it came to that twat anyway.

Louis chuckled and just nodded his head, she was kind of intuitive, but that didn't mean that he believed she'd missed him more. He was cool with settling that they'd missed one another equally though because that was the best way for them both to win. For it to just be a tie. He let her pull his shirt off and then ran his hands up and down her arms, up and down her back, and finally moved them to her hips where he slowly started to pull down her waistband knowing they couldn't get any further with all these clothes still on. And he was ready to get thing along with her. He was kind of still a guy, no matter how much he loved her and how much love he put into what he did with her, sex was still something he thought about and more than willing to do if he were in the mood.

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"And I know but I do not want to talk about it anymore." Calliope told him firmly. She got it, Harry wanted her to be happy and wanted to help with her relationship, but she didn't want his help anymore. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, and she didn't want to think about it. Jake wasn't here, there wasn't anything she could do anyways until he got back because even if she called him and they talked about everything over the phone they'd still have to see one another as soon as he got back. The way she was doing this she didn't have to deal with him until he was home, she could pretend everything was okay a little while longer. And then when he got home she'd deal with everything. That was how she wanted to handle this and having Harry just trying to help wasn't helping her. She didn't even know why he was so set on this anyways, even though they were best mates he hated talking about her relationship with her. Or at least he'd always seemed to hate talking about it with her before so she didn't know why this time was so different.

Emelie smiled, hearing him laugh. She really didn't know if she had missed him more or not. She was sure that they had both missed each other a lot, regardless of who missed the other one more considering the fact that he'd been away on tour for a number of months. He was home now and that was what mattered to her. She could tell that he wanted to move things further along, and she totally wasn't complaining about that fact because she wanted to continue with what they were doing. This was the first time in a long time that they were completely alone and didn't have to worry about any interruptions at all. She was going to take full advantage of that fact.

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Harry had a feeling that he was going to say something that he would regret. He was just so frustrated right now. He didn't know why he tortured himself like this. He wanted to be a good friend and he wanted to give her good advice, but at the same time, he didn't want to do the latter. Because he knew that he was helping her deal with her issues with that twat, and he just knew that they would figure things out now. And he'd be left there again feeling completely and utterly alone. "Maybe he's not the problem at all." He finally just blurted out without even thinking twice about it.

Louis smirked up at her and ran his hands over he legs and up her sides and pulled her down close to him again so he could kiss her again. He honestly didn't think he could think of anything in the world he'd rather be doing than this right now. And he couldn't have been happier to be home with no distractions. That was the best thing. Being able to do whatever the hell he wanted with her and not have to worry about who might see them or what they might here. They didn't have to be quiet or quick or anything. Nope. They could be as loud and insane as they wanted to be. And that wasn't just referring to sex. That was referring to everything they did together from sex, to playing video games, to just hanging out doing whatever they felt like doing.

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Calliope stopped in her tracks and looked at Harry. "What's that supposed to mean?" She snapped, "because if you have something to say Harry then just say it." She told him really annoyed at this point. She'd gotten that Harry was just trying to help, she really had, and she liked that he was trying to help even though he didn't like her boyfriend but she'd really wanted to just stop talking about it with him. She'd wanted to forget she'd ever brought it up and just figure things out on her own and not drag him into it. Mostly because she'd been trying to avoid this. It was his first day back in town and she didn't want to fight with him over this. She didn't want to fight with him about anything. She just wanted to have him here and enjoy her time with him before he left again so why couldn't he just drop it. Then they could avoid all of this. They could just ignore that Jake was real for the time being and do best friend things. They could make youtube videos together and she could hack his twitter or something. Things that weren't this.

Emelie smiled, kissing him back, though this time much more heatedly than the last.Her lips moved feverishly against his, hands running down his toned chest and torso as she kissed him. She knew the direction that this was heading in, and she definitely didn't have anything against it either. They hardly ever had a long enough stretch of time to do this without having to worry about interruptions or people hearing them. They could do what they wanted, and be loud and crazy. And she wasn't completely talking about the sex, though that was a major part of it. She was just really glad that they had time for this. She was glad that he set time aside just to stay hauled up in their flat with her.

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Harry mentally cursed himself. He shouldn't have said what he did. He shouldn't have let his frustration get the best of him, but he did, and there was no taking it back now either. What was out in the open, was out in the open and there was nothing that he could do about it. "You're completely oblivious to everything, Calliope! You avoid the problem no matter what it is. You're scared of confrontation. For all you know, the bloke could have very well wanted to talk to you about things ages ago! You only hear what you want to hear, and when someone tries to help you, you push them away! All I've ever done was try to help you and now, you won't even let me do that. I've always been there for you, Cal I---I love you."

Louis couldn't help but moan into the kiss and kiss her back. He could hardly keep his hands to himself. He was just itching to throw the rest of their clothes off to the side and show her a good time. And he got the feeling she was feeling the same way. Of course it made sense to him that they'd feel this way, they hardly got to see one another as it was and so actual alone time like this was when he couldn't keep his hands to himself. Soon enough though his hands were roaming her body, slowly and gently grazing over her already exposed skin ready to work on exposing the rest of her.

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Calliope opened her mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came out. And her gaze on Harry went from harsh, to shocked, to confused in a matter of seconds. "I don't mean to." She finally said softly feeling like she was going to cry. She didn't mean to push people away when they tried to help, she didn't mean to be so closed with her emotions but sometimes she just couldn't help it. It was just how she was. "And you don't love me Harry," she said shaking her head. "You can't." She said softly wanting to tug all of her hair out and scream. But she didn't, she tried to just remain calm about that and act like it didn't meant anything. He was her best mate for crying out loud. And she had a boyfriend. Even if they were iffy at the moment he was still real. When had things gotten so complicated.

Emelie smirked slightly against his lips, hearing him moan. It, of course, only made her want this whole process to speed up even more. The months they had spent apart had just been far too long for her liking. She felt goosebumps form on her skin where his hands touched her. Needless to say, she didn't really care that he was getting a bit handsy. They spent too much time apart for her to really care about that, plus he made her feel amazing anyway. A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound muffled slightly by his lips against hers.

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Harry tensed up when he realized what he had said. He couldn't believe that he had just done that. He couldn't believe that he'd just told her how he felt about her. Why had he done that? Why would he do that when she was already dating some bloke who he didn't even like? Why would he put himself through the torture and rejection? "It doesn't matter if you mean to or not. You still do it." He said quietly. A frown crossed his features at her later words. He shook his head. "Don't tell me how I feel, Calliope. I know that I do. I've known for a while now."

Louis kissed her harder, if that was really possible, while his hands roamed a bit longer before one went to cup her breast and the other slowly moved to between her legs to rub her gently through her knickers. He needed her. He needed to feel every inch of her and feel connected to her in a manner that he couldn't feel connected with anyone else. He had missed her and while he loved her and would always love her being away for so long sometimes he felt like their connection wasn't as strong as it could be. Even if they were still connected the distance and stuff sometimes killed things. And while it wasn't a large worry there was always a small worry that the distance would eventually ruin them. Which was why he liked feeling connected to her like this. It always seemed to kill that small worry at the back of his mind.

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"Harry, stop." Calliope said feeling a lump in her throat and her heart dropped. Tears were coming and she couldn't stop them. "Just stop." She said wiping a few tears from her eyes and holding her hands up to make sure he knew not to come any closer to her right now. She couldn't do this. Harry was her best mate. She told him her secrets and ranted about people she didn't like to him. He was the person who was always supposed to be a constant in her life. The one she was supposed to run to when boys broke her heart, and help find someone for. He wasn't supposed to be in love with her. "You can't say shit like this. Just take it back." She nearly demanded in tears, she needed him to take this all back. They could forget about all of this, she wanted to forget about all of this. But even if he did she knew it wouldn't change anything now. Everything they had was going to be different because of this, even if she didn't want it to be. And that really scared her.

A loud moan escaped Emelie's lips, a shot of something coursing throughout her entire body as she felt him begin to rub her through her knickers. Her heart was already racing and she knew that she was well on her way to getting extremely hot and bothered. It had been far too long since they'd last done anything like this. This last leg of the world tour had seemed much longer than the first one, which was odd since the first one had been much longer. She figured that it was maybe because they'd only had a short three week span together before he left again. But he was home now and she didn't have to worry about him leaving anytime soon.

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Harry looked at her incredulously, and his heart broke for two reasons. One because he could see the tears in her eyes and two because this wasn't how he'd wanted her to react when he'd confessed his feelings to her. He practically poured his heart and soul out to her, and she was telling him to take back what he'd said? He couldn't do that. Not when he knew that he meant it. "I can't do that, Cal." He said quietly. "I've wanted to tell you for a really long time now, and I know that I'm being selfish right now telling you when you're already spoken for, but you needed to know. I love you Calliope Winters, and I don't think I'll ever be able to stop."