Calum: “You were lying next to me, I looked
across and fell in love”
happened when neither of you expected it. You were lying on Calum’s couch just
like always, your feet up on the coffee table and him with his feet up in the
what do you wanna do today?” he asks, putting a foot close to your face.
you’re gonna get your foot out of my face,” you laugh as you push him over,
“and we’re gonna do something fun since I only have you for a few more days.”
go to the park!” he giggles, hopping up from the couch.
it’s ten at night,” you smirk, “I’m not getting murdered.”
won’t get murdered!” he smiles, “I’ll protect you!”
hero,” you grumble before grabbing your jacket.
about an hour of monkey bars, flipping off swings and sliding down things you
two end up lying in the grass looking up at the stars. You’re in the middle of
talking about the great adventures he’s going to have when you look over and
he’s looking at you with a stupid smile on his face.
you laugh, pinching his cheek.
he shakes his head, “what were you saying?’
continue to prattle on, completely oblivious to the fact that your best friend
was falling in love with you.
Ashton: “I can see the stars from America, I wonder
do you see them too?”
“I miss you,” you sigh over Skype for what
seems to be the millionth time.
“I know babe,” Ashton says, a half hearted
smile on his face, “but only a few more weeks and I’ll be home.”
“The days can’t go by fast enough,” you
laugh a little, “so where are you tonight?”
“Baltimore, I’m actually on the roof right
now looking at the stars.” he says as he flips his screen up to the sky, “Can
you see the stars like I can?”
“Sort of,” you laugh as you turn your
screen to the glowing stick on stars on your ceiling. You remember him helping
you put them up before he left, which also happened to be the first time the
words “I love you” were thrown around, “it’s nothing compared to what you’re
“I’m looking at the most beautiful girl in
the world right now, so my view is pretty amazing.” He smiles, “but in all
reality, when I get home the first thing I’m doing is taking you our so we can
look at the stars together, like old times.”
“You’ve got yourself a date, Irwin.” You
grin at your phone.
Luke: “Saw a shooting star and thought of you”
Your time with Luke was nothing more than
a summer spent together, but every time you thought of it a smile appeared on
your face. Tonight the meteorologists were calling for a meteor shower that
only happened every hundred years.
As you lay with all of your friends in the
grass on the quad awaiting the celestial event, you think back to the night you
saw three shooting stars with Luke.
were lying on the beach in Sydney, just a few days before you were set to
leave. As you gazed up at the stars you felt his fingers intertwine with yours.
first shooting star went by and you found yourself wishing that summer didn’t
have to end.
the second one went by you wished that he’d ask you to stay.
the third went by and you wished/hoped that after you parted ways, you’d see
each other someday.
snapped back to reality as your friend’s ooh’d and ahh’d at the millions of
stars that were floating and shooting across the sky. You smile half-heartedly
when you feel your phone buzz, a number you don’t recognize flashing across the
you say, quizzically.
me?” a heavily accent voice says from the other end, you’d recognize that voice
in a crowd of people any day.
your voice cracks.
around,” he says.
Michael: “All of these stars will guide us home.”
“Have you checked the mail today?” Michael
asks, his face on your computer screen.
“Um, no,” you raise an eyebrow at him,
“I think you should go check it,” he says,
avoiding your question.
“Okay, then. I’ll be right back.” You
laugh as you hop off your bed and to the mailbox.
You shuffle through the various bills and
magazines until you come to a large envelope, your name scribble in Michael’s
“What is this, Clifford?” you ask, now
back in front of your computer.
“Open it an find out,” he smiles.
You tear it open and find a certificate
and a smaller package falls into your lap.
“Read it before you open the second one,”
he says with a smile.
The certificate was for a star, it’s
location and it’s new name, your name. You then open the small package, inside a
necklace with a small pendant in the form of the “home” symbol from Final
“Michael, I love it,” you say, a few tears
in your eyes, “but why?”
“Because, when I look up at the sky I
think of you. And when I think of you I think of home. You’re home to me,
and I love you.”