Out of Control

Chapter 41

^^Saylor & Braeden^^

•Saylor's POV•

I push the pounding away from my head as I grasp the sheets. I. Am. Never. Drinking. Again.
I see Braeden sleeping soundly next to me. He looks so cute.
I lay head against his muscular back and fall back to sleep.
I wake up for a second time noticing his strong arms wrapped around me protectively. My head was in his chest and his chin was on top on my head.
I pulled my face out of his chest and looked at him, he woke up almost instantly.
"Hey baby girl."
"Hi."
He kisses my jawline and moves to my lips. "I'm gonna take a shower." I pull away from him.
"Can I join?"
"I guess." I stand up grabbing his white shirt from the floor, slipping it over my head.
"Really?"
"No." I laugh, going into the bathroom to take a shower.

I open the door and go back into Braeden's room seeing him in my phone. "Leaving me anymore surprises?"
"No, I'm just texting Isaac."
"What?" I run over and take the phone from his hands. "How did you know my password?"
"You didn't change it. It's still the day that we first met."
"Remind me to change that later." I scroll through their texts, going back and fourth about me.
"Well, I wonder if Isaac knows I stayed at your house." I used my most sarcastic tone available.
"But we didn't do anything," he says mocking my tone.
"Shut up."
"You're cute when you get mad."
"I'm always cute."
(A/N: me)
"That's right, baby girl. Hey, you know my birthday is in a few days."
"Oh yeah! What do you want?"
"I want my girl here beside me, that's all I want."
"No! I'm getting you a present."
"I never said you couldn't, in fact I love presents. Who doesn't?"
"Shut up." I punch his arm.
"And what if I don't, what are you gonna do?"
"I may just have to do this." I grab my lipstick from my purse and smear it on his face.
"You didn't just do that. I know you didn't just do that."
"I did." I smile challenging his superior look.
"Get over here!" He lunges at my waist but I dodge quickly and trip on the nightstand, falling to the ground.
"I've got you now." He picks me up and puts me on the bed rubbing the lipstick off of his face into mine.
"I just got a shower!"
"Should've let me come with you." He smirks, kissing my lips.
"I'm hungry."
"Are you?" I don't have to look at him to see his smirk.
"I'm making pancakes."
"Okay." I get out from under his grasp and go down into his kitchen. I remember the exact layout of the kitchen, so I know where everything is.
I put the mix into a bowl and turn on the griddle.
I feel two strong arms wrap around my waist, and I lay my head on his neck.
"I missed you." He whispers into my neck.
"It's been ten minutes." I laugh.
"That's not what I meant. I missed us."
"I missed us too."

//8 months later//
(A/N: Sorry guys)

"Five minutes left of high school Em." We sat in our last class, waiting for the final bell to ring.
We had graduation tomorrow night, but today was our official last day of school.
The teacher stops talking as everyone screams, "FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO ONE!" The bell rings and everyone runs out of the class into the hallways of the school.
I see Braeden and he pulls me into a hug. "Let's get out of here."
We get into his truck and drive to the pier. "I'm so glad school's over."
"I don't think I could've taken one more second of that history teacher." Braden laughs putting his arm around my waist. "Ice Cream?"
"I don't need it, I'm getting fat." I laugh.
"You are not fat Saylor."
"These past few months I've gained more weight than I have my whole life."
"You look gorgeous baby. What have you gained, like five pounds?"
"Shut up." I take his hand and we go into the ice cream shop.
After we finish our ice creams we go to my house and hang out for a while.
"Wanna watch a movie?"
"Yeah, sure."
We put on Fifty Shades of Grey and it starts getting really awkward.
"Wanna change it?"
"No, it's just getting to a good part."
"Braeden!" I slap his arm and he kisses my face.
"I have to tell you something."
"Okay."
He pauses the movie and takes a deep breath, "I'm joining the Military."
"What?"
"I'm joining the Military. My dad found out about that I was on drugs and found out about me sleeping around, so he's making her enlist."
"Braeden," I sigh, "when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow."