Calum was trying to buy your love and you knew it. He had sent dozens and dozens of flowers to your house, along with other gifts including chocolates and strawberries and anything else he would think of. They were all sat in the corner of the kitchen waiting for you to touch them.
“Delivery for Y/n Yl/n.”
“That’s me.” You sighed signing for the package, this one was rather large and you had no idea what it was. The delivery man stuck the package in the living room and left. You had no idea what to do with it.