I Was Born For This

Rouf (:

Elizabeths POV

I woke to the sound of Kellin beautiful voice. I laid there a little longer with my eyes closed, enjoying his voice.

"Ellie, I know you're awake." he laughed.

"Damn. I almost got away with it." I sat up smiling at him.

"Goodmorning, babe."

"Goodmorning. What were you doing?" I ask.

"Singing a song called The A Team by Ed Sheeran. I love his music." 

"I do, too." I smiled. He got up, put his guitar down, and sat beside me. "Have you namedd your guitar?"

"No, I've never really thought about that. How about you name it for me?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Thought you'd never ask." I joked. "Hmm, how about Ellie?"

"As in girl or boy?"

"Girl, where do you think I got it from?"

"Oh yeah, after you, right?"I nodded. "Well, I love it!"

"Yay!" I cheered.

"Breakfast is ready!" Mum calls from downstairs.

"Oh, after breakfast can we go get my things from my house?"

"Yes, of course."

We walked downstairs, being the last ones I assumed. "Goodmorning, Elizabeth." Everyone says.

"Goodmorning." I reply.

"Kellin feels loved." kellin says from behind me.

"Awe, does the baby need a kiss?" I squeeze his cheeks.

"If it's gonna be from you, then yes." He leans down and Mum comes in and he kisses her. "Ah, Mum! Gross!"

"You love me." she giggles.

"Of course, Mum." he says walking over to the table.

I noticed a chair was empty. Oh, I know who's missing. Natalia. "Hey, where's Natalia?" I ask.

"She had to run some early morning errands." Drew says.

"I'm home, everyone." There she is. She walked into the dining room with a smile plastered on her face. Once our eyes met it turned into a grimace. Damnit, what the hell is her problem?

"Wha-" I started to say something but I just held it in.

"What is i, love?" Trey asks from across the table.

"Oh, nothing, nevermind." After we finished breakfast, Kellin and I got cleaned up so that we could go get my things.

"Babe, you ready?" Kellin asks.

"Yeah, just a little nervous."

"Well, everything is going o be fine. Promise." he says reassuringly.

"I hope so." I say and get into his silver Corvett.

I'm contemplating on if I should even try and conversate with my parents or not. My mother maybe. But my dad, that is a completely different story. I'm almost sure they're  going to beg for me not to leave, Now that I think about it, I would be leavig soon, anyways. So, maybe this is a good thing.