you gotta prove it

Calum smiled as he examined her, memorizing her in the light of the city, holding her closer to himself gently, unable to help it, just wanting to have her as close as he could. "Good," he murmured, squeezing her hand in return, finding himself amazed at how perfectly her hand fit in his, but, in that moment, he believed, more than anything he'd ever believed before, that she was made for him. "That's a good question." He grinned. "I think you're definitely the exception, but I'm the lucky one." He winked teasingly, though his words were genuine. "Do you usually dance in the middle of a sidewalk or is it just my lucky night?"

"Mhm," Leia confirmed with a nod, watching him, almost afraid of the very thought of looking away, as if he'd disappear or she'd wake up and all of this would be a dream. "It was George's idea overall. We've been making the plan for a while now, keeping track of rounds, looking for the best path out, so on and so forth." She grinned, admittedly proud of hers and George's teamwork in figuring it all out. "It's just down that road there." She nodded in the direction of the school, not wanting to motion otherwise, not wanting to move away from him or let go.

George took a step closer as Calum lead her to himself, biting her lip, the closer she got to him, the more she felt like fate had planned this all along, like she was meant to meet him. When Calum squeezed her hand, George smiled softly, loving how her hand seemed to be the perfect fit in his own, like he had been sculpted with her in mind. Laughing with Calum's words, George shook her head. "Well, I think it's my lucky night. I snuck out of boarding school, danced in the rain and bumped into you, dreams do come true, hm?" She smiled, her words honest.

Luke grinned with Leia's words, proud of her for sneaking out of a controlled environment. "Risk taker, huh?" He asked, pulling her closer so there was very little space left between them. "You don't seem like the boarding school type." He told her honestly, hoping he wasn't offending her in anyway, but Luke was curious, he couldn't deny that. Someone as gorgeous, someone as carefree as Leia, attending a boarding school, something just didn't seem to add up. Biting his lip though, Luke grinned."I'm glad you bumped into me, I don't think I've ever seen a sight more beautiful in my life." Luke smiled down at her, how she looked in the rain, almost ethereal.

Calum grinned down at her, shifting a bit to slide an arm around her back, dipping her gently, laughing, loving the way it felt to dance with her, the way her smile brought so much warmth to his heart. When he lifted her back up, he held her closer still, grinning as he examined her. "You snuck out of boarding school?" he asked, arching a brow, curious about this story now. "My, there's a rebel in you." He winked teasingly, chewing on his lip as he drew her closer, amazed with the way it felt to have her so close. "I'm sensing a story." And, more than anything, he was willing to listen, if only to prolong the amount of time he'd get to spend with her, but also because he just wanted to get to know her more, he wanted to know everything there was to know about her.

"Not usually," Leia admitted as she made a joking face, "I'm usually pretty good at following the rules, but it's just started to feel so suffocating lately." She shrugged slightly, though she arched an amused brow. "Oh? What's the boarding school type, exactly?" Really, she didn't care, she just wanted to keep listening to his voice, finding it so nice to listen to, like a song she'd never get tired of. Seeing him bite his lip, she could feel something rush through her and she wasn't familiar with it, but she watched him quietly, trying to process his words before blinking to tear her gaze away from his lips, and she grinned. "You're not one to talk, Luke. It's kind of hard to believe somebody like you exists."

George laughed as Calum dipped her, the hand that was on his shoulder now wrapping around his neck, biting her lip in amusement. "Such a gentleman," she teased as he lifted her, but as she listened to him, George smiled. "Of course there's a rebel in me, do I look like a good girl?" She winked, shifting even closer still. "Well," she laughed. "I was sent there last year by my parents and I've been bored out of my mind ever since." She told him with a grin.

Luke nodded in understanding, squeezing Leia's hand sympathetically, just wanting her to know he was paying attention, that he cared. Smiling down at Leia, Luke hummed out in careful thought, grinning. "The boarding school type? Snobs." He teased, pulling her closer once more, closing the gap between them completely, just so in awe of how Luke was sure this moment, this dance, this scene, was written in the stars, because being around Leia, speaking to her, holding her felt so damn natural. "Well, what a coincidence, that was my first thought when I saw you." Luke grinned honestly.

Calum grinned with the mention of it, shrugging slightly. "I try. I'll try even harder for you," he told her easily in response, though his grin broadened as he watched her, arching a brow. "Oh, I don't know. I think you definitely could have fooled me. I think you're perfect either way, though." And, really, he hoped he wasn't coming on too strong, but with her shifting closer, he didn't want to hold anything back, he wanted to share everything he thought of her, to her. "Why'd your parents send you there? If you want to talk about it, I mean."

Leia smiled with the feeling, squeezing his hand slightly in return, grateful for the feeling, grateful for Luke, and she grinned when he pulled them so close that she swore she could feel him pressed to every in of her front. "Ooh, snobs, huh?" she asked with amusement, "Well, I'm glad I don't seem like a snob to you." And, she was surprised with how electrifying it felt to be this close to him, amazed by it, amazed by how right it felt. "Oh, is that so? What a charmer."

George grinned with Calum's words. "I got lucky with you, hm?" She teased, although her words were completely honest, because she didn't ever want to waste a moment when it came to Calum. "Perfect," she laughed, shaking her head. "Clearly you haven't looked in the mirror lately, you're the embodiment of perfection." She smiled softly with that, but hearing his question, George laughed. "It's a long story. I basically punched a boy so hard, I knocked him out and broke two fingers." She shrugged with a grin.

Luke smiled, taking advantage of Leia being so close to him, feeling the electricity course through his veins, because she was everything he'd dreamed of for his perfect woman, and there was no way he was going to let tonight go without getting her number, or some way of keeping in contact with Leia, because Luke couldn't walk away from her - not now, not ever. "You're definitely not a snob." Luke promised with a cheeky grin, running his thumb along the material of her t-shirt on her waist, addicted to how she felt beneath him. "Well, I stepped out of that coffee shop, saw you, and I thought I died and went to Heaven." Luke grinned.

Calum chewed on his lip as he watched her, happy, amused, just so amazed by her. "I think I'm the lucky one here," he told her easily, winking as he watched her as he took her in, wondering how in the world he'd been so lucky to meet her tonight, and he was so glad he'd indulged his curiosity and walked out of that coffee shop. "Oh, no, that's definitely you." He grinned, holding her as close as he could manage to, pausing in his dancing because he wanted her to know how genuine his words were without the distractions. "You really are perfect to me." And, when she explained what made her parents send her to boarding school, he couldn't help but to laugh. "Really? Did he deserve it?"

Leia grinned slightly, unable to help it, unable to take her gaze off him, swearing that she wanted to memorize every single thing about him that she could. "Well, I'm glad you think that. My parents definitely wanted a snob, though," she joked lightly, though she swore a shudder ran through her when she felt Luke's thumb running along the fabric on her waist, and she was amazed at how easily he affected her. Her grin never left, though, and she watched him. "Definitely not Heaven, but it kind of feels like Heaven, at least."

George watched as Calum chewed on his lip, finding the sight to be the most attractive thing she'd ever seen. But when Calum paused, George stayed close to him, less than a centimeter of room between them, and she smiled, admiring how he was a vision in the rain - complete with damp hair and a soaked through t-shirt. "Well, I'm glad you think so, because you're perfect to me." She told him honestly, watching him closely, but hearing his question, George laughed. "He smacked my ass, so I turned around and uh, yeah." She ducked her head, laughing.

Luke smiled at Leia, watching her closely, completely entranced by her beauty. "Well, I'm glad your parents didn't get their own way." He murmured. "Why did they send you to that school, any way?" He asked, arching an amused brow, but feeling her react to him physically just pushed Luke all the more, and he wondered if she even knew her shudder was outward. Tugging her closer by the hip, Luke continued to run his thumb over the fabric of her shirt, biting his lip. "No, no, it's definitely Heaven with you around." Luke promised, stopping the dance so he could tell her that without her thinking he was only saying it for the sake of saying something.

Calum smiled as he watched George, so glad to have her close to him and he couldn't help but to lift his hand, brushing her hair gently out of her face as he examined her. "I'm honored to hear that coming from you," he told her quietly, chewing on his lip again for a moment, unable to help it, just so captivated by her that it had become an almost nervous tick, always wanting to have her attention. "You're absolutely gorgeous, do you know that?" He grinned, then, unable to help it, feeling like she needed to know, though he blinked, laughing. "Wow, yeah, he definitely deserved it. Who was he? Maybe I'll go find him and knock him out myself, because that's definitely not how you should be treated."

"'Only the best education for our dear Leia,'" Leia chimed in a mocking voice, making a playful face, "And I guess the best education was here." She shrugged slightly, fairly used to her parents making decisions like that, always eager to try to give her an edge in life, even if she didn't want it. She gave a noise of surprise when he tugged her closer and she couldn't help the way she shuddered under his touch again, though she watched him when he paused in dancing, listening to him quietly. Her expression softened to a smile and she tilted her head. "You definitely have a way with words, huh?"

George bit her lip as Calum brushed her hair from her face, studying him for a long moment, almost groaning when she saw him chew his lip again. It was attractive, it certainly caught her attention, but everything about Calum had captured George's interest. Hearing him compliment her though, George blushed slightly, shaking her head. "If it was anyone else telling me, I wouldn't believe them." She told him honestly, quietly, just enjoying this moment with him. "But you're just as gorgeous." She told him, making sure to maintain eye contact so he knew she was serious. Laughing with Calum though, George grinned. "Glad to know I'm in safe hands with you."

Luke snorted with laughter with Leia's mocking tone, shaking his head in amusement. "You're a cheeky one, aren't you?" He teased, clearly joking as he smiled, unable to stop himself. But he nodded in understanding. "Well, I'm glad, because them saying that led you right to me, and as selfish as that is, I feel like the luckiest man on the planet." He grinned broadly, unable to hide it as he squeezed her waist once more, wondering if he should make a move and kiss her already. "I think I only have a way with words when the right person comes along," Luke offered with a smile. "I've been waiting for that." He joked, but now she was here, his one, his person, was right there, and Luke didn't know if he was moving too fast or if she was feeling how he was.

Calum couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face when he saw the blush that formed on George’s features, his heart swelling with the fact that he had caused it, but more so with the fact that it was such an attractive look on her. “I think you should believe it, always,” he told her quietly as he examined her, taking her in for a long moment, “Because you truly are gorgeous, in every way, and I think you should always believe that.” He smiled slightly with the thought, his gaze examining hers, though his grin broadened when he heard her words and he shifted, drawing her a little closer, resting his forehead against hers carefully, mostly trying to read her, to see if she was uncomfortable with anything he did, testing the waters. “Of course you’re in safe hands with me.” He winked. “I’ll even protect you.”

Leia grinned slightly with the mention of it. “I suppose that’s one way to put it,” she joked lightly in return, surprised with how easy it was to talk with Luke, to joke with him, and she was surprised with just how comfortable she was with him already. “Ooh, lucky, huh? But, yes, selfish, because I’m in that hellhole.” She laughed, though, unbothered by it, because he was right - it had led her to him, however miraculous that was. Hearing him talk, though, she listened quietly, curious. “Well, if you have a way with words with me, I guess that means your waiting is over, hm?” She chewed on her lip, though, hopeful that she wasn’t coming on too strong, but she couldn’t help it; something about Luke just felt right and she didn’t want to lose that.

George toyed with her lower lip as she took another step towards Calum, completely closing any space that was left between them, and the feeling of his chest pressed against hers made her feel like she was on fire, in the best way. "I'll only believe it if it's you telling me." She told him, lifting her gaze to meet his as their foreheads met, and she wondered if she should kiss him - she felt the electricity between them, something she'd never experienced before, and she loved it. Wrapping her arms around Calum's neck, the non-existent space between them meant that her lips were centimeters away from Calum's. "Good, because I wouldn't want anyone else protecting me." She promised, swallowing her nerves as she pressed her lips to his, gently.

Luke chuckled with Leia's words. "What's the other way to put it?" He teased, his arms around her waist as he smiled down at her fondly, biting his lip. "Lucky, definitely." He grinned, but hearing her call her school a hellhole, Luke laughed, tugging her forward gently. "Cheeky is definitely the right word." He told her with a grin, just loving the fact that Leia was this damn close to him, because she was so intoxicating to him already, and Luke wanted to feel this level of love drunk constantly. "My waiting is definitely over." He nodded, biting his lip as his eyes moved between her eyes and her lips. Moving in, Luke gently pressed his lips to Leia's, hopeful that he wasn't coming on too strong, hopeful he wouldn't scare her.

Calum couldn’t help the way his grin spread across his face, so broad and near-painful, and he just knew that, around George, he’d always have a reason to smile, to be happy, to feel the way he did right now. “Good, because I would never even dream of lying to you, so believing me on this is definitely the best route to go,” he murmured happily, taking her in, his arms tightening around her gently when he felt her arms around his neck, swearing she was meant to be in his arms, that he was meant to hold her and never let go - he never wanted to. Drawing her as close as he could manage to, he couldn’t help but to take her in, memorizing the glint in her eye, the sparkle there, all the shades and flecks hidden in her eyes, mesmerized by them, by her. “I’m glad. I always want to be the one protecting you,” he told her quietly, only barely getting the words out before her lips were against his and his heart nearly burst in his chest, speeding up and slowing down at the same time and, drawing her closer to the point that they were pressed as closely as possible, he deepened the kiss happily, absolutely loving the effect she had on him.

Leia grinned slightly in response. “I don’t know yet, you’ll have to give me time to think of another way to put it, but I’ll get back to you on it,” she joked lightly, though her heart swelled when he tugged her closer and she couldn’t help but to laugh when he laughed, because the sound was so contagious and she found herself wanting to hear more of it. And, the more she listened to him talk, the more she could feel the connection to him, the more she wanted to be near him, and she couldn’t even begin to describe how amazing it made her feel. “You’re probably right.” She grinned, watching him, though when he talking about his waiting being over, she could feel her heart swell more, her heart pounding in her chest, even more so when his lips connected to hers, feeling electricity shoot through her, and, closing her eyes, she leaned into the kiss, returning it with a grin.

When Calum deepened the kiss, George's eyes closed over, feeling her whole world come to a halt around them - in that moment, there was nothing, no one around but them, and it was the most incredible thing. The feeling of Calum's lips against hers ignited something incredible in George, and she never wanted to deny it, never wanted to push it away. Running her fingers through his hair, George, after a long moment, pulled away slightly, her forehead against Calum's once more, opening her eyes and biting her lip. "Holy shit, Cal..."

When Luke felt Leia return his kiss, he felt the overwhelming urge to smile as he held onto her tighter, wanting to protect her, wanting her to be his. He didn't understand at first, what drove this force, but he was sure he understood now. Everything Luke had asked for, everything Luke had prayed for, came to him within Leia, and he was grateful for their chance meeting, he was grateful for his curiosity, he was grateful for the rain and her rebellious nature - he was grateful for her. Squeezing her gently with the thought, Luke pulled away slightly, biting his lip as he studied her, wanting to know what she was thinking, wanting to know how she was feeling, because Luke could feel himself falling at a fast rate, and all he wanted to do was relish in it, was to scream it from the highest rooftop in Australia. Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, Luke pulled Leia to his chest, waiting for her to speak.

Calum had felt his heart surge in the best way possible while the kiss had lasted, swearing he never wanted this night to end, almost afraid he was dreaming. With the thought, he'd held her a little tighter, as if she'd fade away or slip through his fingers any moment - neither of which he wanted to happen, he never wanted to lose her or this feeling. When George had pulled away, his grin broadened as he examined her, his forehead against hers once more, happy beyond words with the contact. “That was perfect,” he told her quietly, watching her, “You're perfect, so much so that I'm almost afraid you're not real.” He chuckled for a moment, holding her closer. “But also, so unbelievably real that I never want to let you go.”

Leia grinned when the kiss ended, finding herself burying her face against Luke, not even bothered by his wet shirt, just taking in the scent of his cologne mixed with the smell of rain. “Well, that was certainly unexpected,” she murmured quietly, chewing on her lip before she peered up at him. “And, honestly, it was quite possibly the most amazing thing I've ever felt.” She felt nervous admitting it, but she didn't want to hide it from him, either, feeling as though she would never be able to bring herself to keep a secret from Luke.

George smiled as Calum's forehead met hers once more, biting her lip happily as her gaze met his, her arms still around his neck, her fingers preoccupied with playing with his hair. "I think perfect might be your favourite word." She teased gently, feeling the safest she'd ever felt when Calum tightened his hold on her. "You know, you never have to let me go, Calum." George promised, her voice barely above a whisper as she studied him. "We could make something amazing out of this, if you want to."

Luke rubbed Leia's back as she buried her face against him, kissing the top of her head. Grinning with her words, Luke buried his face into her hair - the smell of her shampoo being the most incredible, intoxicating thing to him. "It was amazing." Luke confirmed, pulling away a tiny bit to study Leia, toying with his lower lip. "Dammit, Leia, I never want tonight to end." Luke explained, although he was almost bashful about admitting it - was it too sudden? "What I feel with you, for you, it's so..." He tried to find the word he was looking for, but soon realised it was indescribable. "Real." He settled on eventually. "I never want to let you go, I wanna call you mine."

Calum chuckled quietly when he heard George’s teasing and he held her closer, relaxing under her touch, loving the way it felt to have her playing with his hair. “When it comes to you?” he asked quietly, “Perfect is definitely my favorite word, because it suits you so well.” And, he meant what he said; nothing in the world could compare to George, she was perfection incarnate, and the fact that her attention was on him made him feel like the absolute luckiest man alive. Hearing her continue to speak, he could feel his heart swelling and he drew her closer all the more. “I definitely want to,” he decided quietly as he examined her, “I want this, I want you, and I’d go to the ends of the Earth for you to be mine, George.”

Leia grinned slightly as she listened to Luke quietly, swearing that his voice was the most amazing sound, and the way it sounded against the rain made it all that much better. “I know what you mean,” she murmured quietly, chewing on her lip as she pulled back a bit to peer up at him, examining him for a few moments. “It just feels right and I don’t want to let this feeling go.” Shifting a bit, she moved to cup his face, leaning to kiss his lips for a moment. “So I’ll gladly be yours so long as you’ll be mine.”

George ran her fingers through Calum's hair as she paid close attention to him, biting her lip as she ducked her head slightly with words she wasn't used to hearing. But knowing that Calum thought so highly of her made her so damn happy. "God, Calum, you're amazing, you know that?" She held him a little closer, the gap between them closed completely once more. Hearing Calum confirm that he wanted George to be his, George grinned and pressed a kiss to Calum's lips. "I'll be yours for as long as you want me." She told him quietly.

Luke squeezed around Leia protectively, studying her as she chewed on her lip, watching her even closely as she pulled back a bit to peer up at him, and he couldn't help but smile down at her, admiring the shape and colour of her eyes, admiring her, because she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "It does feel right. I'm falling for you, Leia, so damn hard." He told her honesty, returning her kiss, relishing in her touch. "Of course I'll be yours, because calling you mine is all I ever want." He told her honestly, squeezing around her waist once more.

Calum leaned into George’s touch, breathing out happily when he felt her fingers running through his hair, but, when she ducked her head, he lifted his hand to cup her face gently to lift her face so that he could see her. “So are you,” he reminded gently, “In fact, you’re perfect - in every way. And the fact that you crossed my path tonight, dammit, I’ve never felt luckier or happier in my life.” And, when George pressed a kiss to his lips, he grinned, leaning into the kiss for a moment, for as long as it lasted. “I’ll always want you. Always. So, I guess that means you’ll always be mine.” And, chuckling, he leaned to kiss her again, unable to stop himself now that he knew he could.

Leia swore her heart was practically bursting in her chest when she heard Luke’s words and she grinned broadly up at him, chewing on her lip. “I know how you feel, I’m falling hard for you, too,” she whispered quietly, leaning up to brush her lips against his for a moment. “Honestly. I can’t imagine how in the world I got this lucky.” And, for a moment, she almost thanked the school she was going to - because, if she hadn’t hated it there, she wouldn’t have snuck out to explore, and she wouldn’t have met Luke. Grinning with the thought, she nodded to his words. “I’m glad,” she murmured, “I’m glad to be yours.”

George almost couldn't believe where she was stood at that moment. Out of all her wildest dreams, never did she imagine she would be stood in the rain, chest to chest with a man she swore fell from Heaven just to show her what love was like, and as that thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help but feel so grateful for Calum's existence. When he cupped her face, George leaned into Calum's touch, admiring him. Moving her hands from his hair to rest at the back of his neck, George felt her cheeks heat up with his words, biting her lip. It was rare anyone made George feel speechless, and yet, here was Calum, proving everything she thought impossible to be possible. "God, Calum, I love you." George admitted quietly. "I want you forever, so let's make it forever." She grinned, and when he leaned to kiss her, George returned the kiss happily, wondering how the hell she got so lucky.

Luke smiled softly down at Leia when she grinned up at him, the sight of her smile enough to ignite a fire in Luke's chest. Listening carefully to her words, Luke held around her just a little tighter, holding her a little closer, wanting her to know that he wanted her this close, forever. When Leia brushed her lips against his, Luke breathed out happily, leaning a sweet kiss into her lips. "We got lucky cause we were written in the stars, Leia." Luke grinned, lifting a hand to gently brush her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear with nothing but adoration. Luke hadn't even noticed that the rain was still falling around them, or that the neon lights of the city were still glowing in a contrast to the night sky, all he noticed was the light behind Leia's eyes and how much she meant to him already. "This is the best feeling ever." Luke admitted, his forehead falling naturally to Leia's, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Because dammit, love came where I didn't expect it." He grinned with that. "So, tell me, sweetheart - outside of school, what's the one thing you've always wanted to do?" Luke arched an eyebrow, wanting to encourage her rebellious streak. "Cause fuck it, we're gonna get it done."