voices ; soulmate! calum au
“ in a world where the voice in your head is your soulmates voice, and you find them when you hear them speak around you for the first time ”
The same Australian accented voice played in my head everyday, the voice I heard when I read to myself, the voice I heard when I was thinking thoughts that erupted in my brain, the voice I grew to love, and to hate very much.
I loved the voice, it belonged to my soulmate. I loved how he said some words, his lisp evident with certain words. It was the voice of the man I wanted to find so badly, and that’s why I hated it.
It was an Australian accent, meaning he was from Australia, or maybe he just developed the accent, but he really lives somewhere else in the world. That’s why I hated it, feeling as if my soulmate, was so far away from my New York City home, made me feel hopeless in finding him.
Days I would think of cheesy things, just so I could hear him ’ say ’, “ I love you. ” Or, “ We’ll meet someday. ” I wished that that was his real voice, reassuring me in the slightest of ways.
A knock at my door is what startled me out of my thoughts, but when I heard the door open, following of my best friends signature, two knocks in a row, I knew she would join me in my room in a matter of seconds.
She opened the door, a smile on her face. “ Hey Y/n ” she said, closing the door a tad, leaving a small amount of space open.
I just simply smiled, not wanting to say anything. Tiffany has already found her soulmate, her learning about her whereabouts in a coffee shop in downtown LA. When we traveled there, she immediately heard the voice of the barista, and knew it was her.
Tiffany was happy with her, which made sense, because they were in fact soulmates. Tiffany then begged her to move to NY, which she did almost immediately. Seeing them together gave me some chance of hope, but also made me jealous, because she had already found her soulmate, and I was stuck with the same voice in my head.
“ You wanna go shopping? We can also check out the tattoo parlor and music shop that opened down the street ” she asked.
I was always up for going out with her, getting every chance to meet new people, hoping one of them had my voice in their head.
We made our way out of my apartment, and walked down the sidewalk that accompanied the streets of New York.
“ Hey Tiffany, can I ask you a question ” I asked.
“ Of course, is it about your soulmate situation ” she answered.
“ Yea, uhm, how did you know exactly that Samantha was your soulmate ” I asked.
“ Y/n, something amazing happens, but it’s one of the rules you learn. When you find your soulmate, you’ll just start to know. Trust me, if I could tell you, I would, but it’s a valued secret ” she said, sympathy laced her eyes.
I mentally cursed myself for asking about the forbidden, but I reassured myself, it will happen one day.
We found the new music store, and went in with excitement.
It was an old store. There were neon signs everywhere. Vinyls were seen in order in the middle of the store, CDs were lined around the perimeter of the walls. I made my way over to the vinyls, when I heard a women say her “ Hello ” and “ How are you today, ” and assuming she was the owner, I simply said a kind hello back.
I lost Tiffany almost instantly, her not being so much into music as I was. I flipped through the records, recognizing some familiar artists I knew. I went to grab a new vinyl I never heard of, when I was stopped by a pain in my head.
“ C ” the voice in my head spoke.
I know for a fact I didn’t think that.
Another sharp-shooting pain rang through my head.
I was waiting for another letter, but nothing came.
“ Calum ” I thought, and when I did, my chest expanded. The name caused me to feel some type of way. I looked around the store, more people had entered. A tall lady with a green flannel.
A tall boy with think rimmed black glasses.
A boy, tall, brown hair that looked like it curled up at the end.
My vision focused on him. He was reading a Rolling Stones article, when all of a sudden, his hand reached to his head, dropping the magazine on the floor.
He looked around, and then picked up the magazine.
His presence felt different. It felt like he was the only person in the whole shop.
I quickly searched for Tiffany, but couldn’t find her. I decided to shake the experience off, thinking nothing of it.
I then went to the CD section. I rummaged through the CDs, looking for nothing in particular, when I felt my body go heavy. I felt someone come next to me, a boy, looking through the CDs.
He picked up a Green Day, examined it, and put it down. I looked up at him, and I saw his body shift almost immediately.
He looked at me and smiled. “ Hey ” he said.
His voice. The same voice that’s been replaying in my head. It was him, I knew it.
“ Hello ” I said, and immediately after I said that, his eyes widened.
“ Y/n? ” he asked, looking me deep in the eyes.
“ Calum ” I said, eyes widening.
It was him. His face lit up, his arms quickly engulfing me. I hugged back, feeling his body against mine. Our bodies molded together, as if we were puzzle pieces, fitting together for the first time.
“ I thought I’d never find you ” he said.
“ Me either ” I mumbled against his chest.
He let go of me, but not all the way, just enough to look down at me.
His plump lips then met mine, and I kissed back, giving him all the love I could put forward in a kiss.
I knew then, that I found my soulmate.
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