I would give my soul for you

54

End of the school year

Narrator's pov

The group sat in the basement of Prince's house laughing and sipping on Whiskey, bonding over fond memories.

"I can't believe we have another whole entire year left of school." Luke groaned as him and Elle cuddled up against the arm of the sofa.

"It's going to be weird not waking up in those bunk beds and not being able to wind up teachers, don't you think?" Miles suggested, pouring another shot into his glass.

"I'm gonna miss Mr Heicken telling me and Elle off for our skirts." Annie sighed contentedly, laying on her boyfriend, Prince Avila's shoulder.

Prince smiled down at her and pulled her closer, kissing her head and playing with her small, thin fingers. His own non- verbal way of reminding her that he loved her more than anything in this world. Anastasia felt the exact same way for Prince.

In fact, everyone was in love.

Henry and Katrina were already discussing marriage, Luke and Elle had never been better and Prince and Annie were inseparable. Miles had a girlfriend back in America which he was arranged to see over August.

More laughter, memories and alcohol were shared through the group as they drank all night long, preparing for the awesome summer they were going to have.

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Anastasia's pov

I woke up with my head pounding. I looked around cluelessly. I was wrapped in Prince's warm embrace as he rested his head on mine.

Miles and Henry were already up, probably because they both are immune to hangovers. I pried Prince's fingers off my body and slowly removed myself from him, causing his head to hang low and his figure to slump even more against the hard wall. I knew his back was going to ache if he stayed in that position so I gently laid him down, giving him a pillow and everything. Planting a kiss on his forehead, I silently got up and walked upstairs to the kitchen.

I was wearing a white lace vest and blue joggers. My hair was in knots and I had no makeup on my face. For the first time ever I didn't mind that my appearance wasn't picture perfect all the time. I got a hairbrush and brushed through it as my toast was in the toaster, then pulling my knot less hair into twin plaits.

Henry and Miles sat across each other, conversing with George and Robin. Henry was already close with them but Miles still needed to bond.

I sat next to my father and silently ate my buttered toast. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my head.

"How was your sleep?" Robin queried.

"Good." I replied, concentrated on my toast.

My dad and Robin got up. I noticed their slight height difference. My father was 5'11 and Robin was 6 feet.

Nicole is 5'7 and Prince is 6 feet aswell. I'm only 5'4 and my mother is 5'5.

Prince dragged his body up with Luke and Elle trailing behind. Katrina followed after them, looking for Henry.

Prince sat next to me. "Morning, mum."

"Good morning, my Prince." She smiled, kissing his cheek as he groaned.

Prince grabbed my fork and stole a pancake from Henry.

"Oi!" Henry said, grabbing it back and giving the fork back to me.

"I'm hungry!" Prince complained.

"Here. Have this." I  sighed at his antics, passing my boyfriend a strip of bacon.

"Nice to know that someone cares for me."

"Shove off, Avila." Henry spat.

"What time is it, Mrs Avila?" Miles asked politely.

"It's one in the afternoon, though you and Miles got up at eleven." Nicole replied, cutting up strawberries and placing them in a bowl, then squirting whipped cream onto them. "Treat yourself, everyone." She placed the bowl on the table as everyone took one each.

"Damn, I'm pretty tired myself. Elle, do you wanna sleep with me?" Luke asked, reaching for her hand.

She wrapped hers around his and squeezed it firmly, "yeah, sure."

"Yeah, but only sleep!" Robin called out as Prince let out a loud groan.

"Dad, can you not?"

Robin rolled his eyes as he helped his wife clean the kitchen. George sat next to Miles with a Whiskey in his hand, conversing about sports.

Harper was next to Nicole and Robin in the kitchen, doing the dishes. She was officially divorced from George Quinn and took back her maiden name, Santos.

"Annie, wanna go to bed?" Prince asked as I got up.

"Yeah."

"Come on."

Prince and me walked to his bedroom.

"I love you, y'know that, right?"

"Yes, Prince." I smiled, kissing his hand.

He smiles softly at me, kissing my head.

"Forever and ever. I will love you."

I hummed against his soft skin, burying my head in his neck.

"I would give my soul for you." He whispered, kissing my head again.

"I love you so much." I looked at him with pure love, adoration and gratitude. Gratitude for loving me. Gratitude for giving me the greatest love story ever that still had more chapters. This was only the introduction to our beautiful, grand future.

And I wouldn't want to create it with anyone else.