Parenthood

Chapter 1

"Caden get back here!" I yell back to my little 3 year old ball of energy and troublemaker of a son.

Caden has decided to steal the whip-cream in the fridge and eat it as his "breakfast." Now here's the thing: when Caden eats any candy, sugary food, basically anything that has too much sugar, he goes into a fit where he can't think clearly and does things that my sweet and innocent boy shouldn't be doing. In easier terms: it's a sugar rush, but horridly worse.

In present time, I'm chasing him around our average sized apartment as I have one shoe on and the other off, while he has his pants on his arms and is only wearing his little Spider-Man underwear just cause who doesn't love Spider-Man, right?

"You can't get me daddy!" Caden giggles adorably as he dashes behind the sofa when I reach out to grab him.

"Caden, we were supposed to leave ten minutes ago! You're going to be late for school!" I yell at him. But I can't stay mad because he's my little angel who does no wrong in my eyes and is my whole world.

I see an opening to catch him and next thing I know, I'm sailing over the sofa and wrapping the little troublemaker into my arms as we tumble to the floor. The little squirt is giggling and squirming in my arms as he tries desperately to free himself so we can continue with our "fun" chasing game.

"Again! Again daddy!" He shouts deafeningly in my ear as he still attempts to wiggle his way out of my arms.

"No Chickpea. Come on we have to finish getting you dressed for school," I coo to him soft and tenderly while using his nickname since he was a baby.

He finally settles down enough after a few minutes for me to finish dressing him in a cute red plaid shirt with skinny jeans that match my outfit cause we are just that cool. Grabbing his backpack, we head out of the apartment while passing a unique redhead in the hallway.

I stop dead in my tracks because he's well...

Gorgeous, stunning, indescribable even.

His pale complexion with the lighting from outside makes him look like a god. The fluff of his hair makes me want to run my fingers through it forever. His beautiful mint green eyes look like they can stare right through you to the very depths of your soul, exposing every secret that you hold near and dear to your heart.

This person is not human. He's to magnificent to be human. He has to be an angel sent to Earth. A fallen angel. My fallen angel.

"Um.... hello," this godlike man says with a rosy tint painting across his cheeks and he tries to look me in the eye. Aw he's shy.

"H-hi," I say like the stuttering and disgusting mess that I am. I can't even talk to people right, I think bitterly to myself.

"You have weird hair," Caden says openly without a care.

"Caden! Thats rude," I lightly scold to him while he's pouts and crosses his arms in his usual 'grumpy' position.

"That's alright. I've heard it all before," the mysterious man chuckles as he looks at Caden with a small shy smile.

All I can think is that I never want him to stop talking.

"I'm Michael by the way," he says while shyly sticking his hand out in a friendly gesture and looking away. The blush returning to his cheeks.

"I-I'm Luke," I say while silently cursing myself because the stuttering has returned.

As our hands connect, I can't help noticing the callouses on his fingertips but how the skin is soft, so soft. Our hands fit together like two puzzle pieces and I can feel an electric spark being sent through my body. We both quickly let go of our hands and look away with blushes scattering over our pale faces.

Caden decides to interrupt our little scene by tugging on my pant leg and yelling how we will be late to school.

"Oh I didn't mean to take up your time," Michael says apologetically with a little pout forming on his lips.

Man I wanna kiss him.

Stop it Luke I silently scold myself.

"It's alright. We h-have to go, but it was n-nice to meet you!" I state to him cheerfully while walking away from him down the hall.

"Bye Luke! Bye Caden!" I hear Michael shout behind us before I'm in the elevator and the last thing I see is his smiling face and his waving hand before the doors close separating us.

I can feel my heart breaking little by little as we pass each floor and separating us from that pale and awkward beauty.

And all I can think is that I'll never see him again.

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This is my first fanfic so I'm sorry if it's not that good.

I love when people comment but I don't deal with rude people. I have more important things to do than waste my time reading your mean comments.

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