Calum had spent all day practicing new songs for the new album on his bass. Of course I sat there all day watching because I could never get tired of watching him doing something he loved.

"Let me try," I said pulling Calum's bass away and putting on my lap. Usually he would freak out if anyone touched his beloved bass, but since I was his beloved girlfriend, I had the perk of him not getting mad.

I mimicked what I saw Calum doing, and pretended to rock out like he does on stage. But when I glanced up I saw he was snickering and recording me.

"Oh my god Cal stop," I said as the heat rushed to my cheeks, "You always record me doing things."

"Oh come on babe it's cute."