Annabelle’s POV:
Today Luke was coming over and we were going to have a movie day. It’s been almost 3 months since we met and our relationship was perfect. I was in sweatpants and a long sleeved grey t-shirt.
I was making the popcorn when I heard knocking. I skipped to the door, Luke was there holding movies.
“The party’s here” He said smiling and kissing me on the lips before heading to the couch
“I’ll just get the popcorn” I smiled at him as I went to get the bowl of popcorn in the kitchen.
I was going back into the living room when I heard the phone ringing. I rushed over and answered.
“Hello?” I said
“Annabelle come home” The voice of my father’s voice sounding through my ears. I dropped the bowl of popcorn, fear spreading in my entire body.
The popcorn spilled all over the floor the bowl landing with a ‘thud’.
Luke must have heard as he rushed over.
“Anna are you okay?” He said staring at me as I was still holding the phone in my hand. I gathered my courage and spoke.
“Leave me alone” I said but my voice trembled
“You’ve had your fun Annabelle, now get your ass home NOW” My father yelled.
“I’m never going back!” I yelled at him tears streaming as my voice cracked
“I’ll find you Annabelle, I know some very good people who will help me” My father threatened
“Just leave me alone!” I yelled hanging up
I crumbled to the floor; my father was always able to break me. I remembered the times he would scream at me and hit me. I cried my body shaking as the sobs broke out through my mouth. I felt arms wrap around me rubbing my back trying to sooth me. I eventually stopped. My breathing slowed and I became completely silent.
“Are you okay babe?” Luke asked turning my face so I could face him.
“My father is coming for me.” I said with no emotion
“Is that who you were talking to?” Luke asked confused
I nodded my head.
“Why were you crying?” Luke asked still not understanding.
I explained everything to him, my mom’s death, the abuse, my drunk father, my awful childhood, and me running away to Paris so my father wouldn’t find me. I was pathetic, I was expecting him to look at me with disgust, to get up and leave, but he stayed.
“Say something” I whispered looking into his green eyes.
“I don’t want you hurt, I’m here to protect you, you didn’t deserve any of that Anna, and you deserve to be happy” Luke whispered
He wiped my tears away and kissed me, it wasn’t those sweet and slow kisses this was passionate. He wrapped his arms around my waist, my legs found their way around his waist since we were sitting on the floor. He kissed me licking the bottom of my lip with his tongue asking for entrance which I easily granted. His tongue explored my mouth as he deepened the kiss. Things were getting heated. I wrapped my arms around his neck my fingers knotting in his hair. He pushed me on my back against the floor so we were more comfortable his body was now hovering over mine. He kissed along my jaw line and neck eventually finding my soft spot. He sucked slowly biting my skin slightly, a moan escaped my mouth.
We were breathing heavily trying to catch out breaths. Luke picked me up bridal style and carried me to my room.
“Sleep babe” He whispered kissing me on my forehead
“Wait” I called after him
He turned to look at me questioningly
“Don’t leave me” I whispered
He smiled; he took of his shoes and shirt, leaving him in just sweatpants. Hello six-pack, I had to admit, his toned chest and abs were quite attractive.
He joined me under the covers cuddling me closer to him, our legs tangled together. His arms were around my waist and his head was snuggled in the crook of my neck.
“Goodnight babe” He whispered
“Night” I said sleepily my eyes slowly closed as the steady breathing of Luke soothed me.
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
-Annabelle’s POV:
I awoke the next day, feeling refreshed. I rolled over to see Luke but he wasn’t there. Where could he be? I lazily made my way down the stairs the smell of chocolate chip pancakes entered my nose. I walked into the kitchen to see Luke making breakfast.
“Good morning gorgeous” He smiled serving me a plate
“Happy 3 month anniversary babe” Luke said coming around the counter and kissing me.
“Happy anniversary” I smiled “You didn’t have to make me breakfast”
“But I wanted to” Luke insisted getting a plate of pancakes as well.
We ate in silence, once we finished Luke insisted he wash the dishes. I sat on the couch waiting. Luke finally came and sat me on his lap.
“Get ready, we have plans tonight at 8 I’ll be here to pick you up” Luke said
Wow, he already had this planned out.
“Where are we going?” I asked curiously
“Somewhere fancy” Luke smiled
“Which is?” I asked
“A surprise” Luke answered chuckling at my pout.
“But I don’t like surprises” I whined
“Well you’ll find out at 8, see you then” Luke whispered huskily in my ear and walked out the door.
