Saint's POV:
I woke up next to her in my arms. She was moving around a lot and she almost looked panicked.
I asked what was wrong and she said she had to go. I asked her if she will come back later and she promised she would.
I'm praying she doesn't break it.
I really do like her she makes me happy and I wish I asked her out sooner but I know she has a lot going on so I wanna give her the time she needs.
I head downstairs and realize I'm home alone.
Again.
I wish my mom would stop getting drunk and staying at men's house. Sometimes she brings them home while my little sister is here. I really hate her sometimes but all I want is for her to get better.
My mom opens the front door looking more sloppy than I think I've ever seen her.
"Mom you look like a mess go upstairs and change before Jennie gets here."
Jennie is my little sister.
She's the most sweet and kindest little girl someone could ever meet. I don't know how my mother is hers cause they aren't nothing alike.
At least she doesn't touch her, but some of the men that mom brings home do.
Luckily they are men so I can beat the crap out of them.
"Saint I'm not in the mood fuck off."
I called Jennie's friends mom and asked if she could stay longer. I know she would want to and I have to deal with this anyways.
She said yes and I start to push my mom upstairs.
"You reek of alcohol."
"Stop being so judgy little bug hahaha."
Gosh this woman needs help.
After I pushed her upstairs she got in her bed and went to sleep.
I went in my room and flopped on the bed and then I got a call.
It's from Bria.
On the phone:
"Hey so you know how I said I'll come back?"
"Yea? What happened? Are you cancelling?"
I was already having a messed up day so her cancelling would've made it worse.
"What no I was gonna say let's go on an official date."
Thank the Lord.
"Okay bet where?"
"Tangerrr?"
I really don't like the mall but I like her so
"Fine."
"YAY! Okay I'm coming to pick you up right now."
I started to get ready and got a bit dressed up. Nothing fancy but casual. I used my favorite cologne and I heard a beep and I knew it was her.
Guess I was wrong.
"Who the hell are you?"
I bet this is one of mom's slutty men who don't know what "no" means.
"If you're here for my mother she isn't home and probably drunk somewhere so please get off my property and leave."
"Who you talking to boy."
Gosh I hate these people.
"What other hippo is standing in front of me?"
At the worst timing Bria pulled up.
The guy tried to swing at me I dodged it and tripped him. I don't feel like fighting I just wanna go on a date with my girlfriend.
"Omg Saint are you okay?"
She so cute when she's concerned.
"Yea I'm fine babe let's go."
We got in the car and started driving but I don't think to Tanger.
My intuition was right and we pulled over on the side of the road.
"Saint what was that?"
"It's nothing Bria can we just go?"
"No, you could've gotten hurt! Do you understand what that would've done to me if you did."
I couldn't hold it in. I smashed my lips to her and started to makeout with her. She kinda moaned into the kiss which really turned me on.
She pulled back to take a breath.
"Sorry, it just really turns me on when you're concerned about me." I said basically panting.
"I guess you're gonna be turned on a lot cause I'm always gonna be concerned about you."
I chuckled a bit at her comment and we started to drive again. This time actually to Tanger.
What are you doing to me Bria?
End of chapter 7
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I decided to do a Saint POV I hope you guys liked it! And thank you all so much for reading this. It truly means so much as a beginner who didn't know anything even about writing so thank you. Bye loves <3

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