"Come back here!" She shouted, "We're not done here!"
"I told you I'm not ready! Why do you always do this? Just... just give me my space!" He turned around looking at the green eyed girl.
"You know you're right," She walked to the door, opening it wide. "Leave."
"Lauren,"
"I said leave!"
He walked to the door, stopping infront of the girl, "I love you." He kissed her forehead. Once he walked out she powerfully slammed the door.
Earlier That Afternoon
"Luke," She mumbled against his lips, gently pushing him off. "I just wanted to talk." She laughed softly catching her breath.
"Okay, talk." He moved his lips to her neck, sucking gently at her pulse point. She moaned softly making the boy smile against her skin.
"Luke," She moaned once more, "I'm serious."
"Not even one quickie?"
She pushed him off of her, giggling at her boyfriend. "I really want to talk."
"Let's talk."
"Well we've been together for 4 years now," She laced their fingers together, "And we always talk about marriage and I want to get married and have kids!" She looked at her boyfriend smiling, "So?"
"Lauren... I'm not ready to have kids let alone get married.." Luke moved closer to the girl infront of him.
"But you always bring up marriage," Lauren's smiled faded, "Don't you want a family?"
"I do just not right now,"
"I can't keep waiting for you. I don't want to lose you," She pushed herself off the couch, running her hands through her hair.
"I think I'm just going to leave." Luke walked over to the kitchen counter, picking up his car keys.
Present
Lauren decided she would go out and have a drink or two. She had no one to stop her, her friends were probably all happy with their lifes while she was moping around at a local bar. She walked into the place scanning around for an empty seat. She made her way to the vacant seat and ordered her drink. "Thank you," she mumbled.
"Hey sexy,"
She looked at the boy sitting across from her, observaning his long hair and green eyes. She chose to stay quiet and ignore him. "Sexy? Over here!" He snapped his fingers in her face.
"Obviously your mother never bothered to teach you manners, so let's start here I am not an object so don't call me 'sexy' or any of that bullshit, okay?"
"Oh, a fiesty one. How exciting,"
"Are you going to leave any time soon?"
"Not until I buy you a drink."
"Can't you see I have a drink infront of me?" She motioned to her drink, hoping he would catch the hint.
