Promises

Meeting Rick.

"Hello?" I yawned into the phone that had woken me up. I checked the clock. 6 am?! Who could possibly want to call me at 6 am?

"Hello, my beautiful Annabell," 

"Liam?" I asked flaberghasted.

"Yes, you're mother said you'd be up by now...but by the sounds of it you've slept it." He sounded disapointed.

"Slept in? Its 6 in the morning." I reminded him. 

"The usual time to awaken. Uh, anyway. I've made arangments for us around 6ish tonight. Would you like to go on a date with me again? I would love to see your beautiful eyes again." He pleaded.

I sighed. "Where to?"

"It's a surprise. I'm certain you'll love it." He said smugly.

"Or really? We'll see. I'll see you at six."

"I'll see you my love." 

click 

Well, i can't get back to sleep now. Might as well go bug my mom consering she gave him the idea for dinner tonight. Nobody and I mean nobody knew my favorite places to eat. Especially Liam.  All y favortite places to eat were fast food places. My mom probobly told him Red Lobster or something because she knew I could handle it. I stomped noisily down the steps and turned the radio on as load is it would go. That should wake her up. She cam rushing down the stair almost falling, she looked scared. When she saw me dancing like a fool she looked mad...and evil. 

"Why. Is. The. Music. So. Loud." She said between her teeth. 

I ran up to her and hugged her smiling, "Because i wanted to see my beautiful mothers face." She calmed down patting me head. 

"Why must you be such a pleasan pain, my darling?"

"Because you love me and can't stand me at the same time. Admit it you always give into me." I walked to the couch plopping down and smiling smugly.

"Not as much as you give into me," She sat next to me with a sigh.

"That's because I have  to listen to you mom," 

"You are right there Annabell," She kissed my forehead and grouned. "Why are you up so early?"

"Because the wonderful Liam called me and said that you said I'd be awake at seven and accused me of sleeping in. He called to tell that he wanted to take me out tonight to a place he was certain i'd love. Mom, I'm certain i won't love it." I crossed my arms. "But let me guess...he's taking me to the Red Lobster?" 

My mom blushed. "I don't know, you'll find out."

"Mom, Where did you find this terribably handsome, rich, snootball of a man? And why on earth would he want to date and marry such a bitch like me? I have so not been nice to him. Why is he trying to win me over? And how did you get him to agree to go on a blind date with me? What does he think I am? Does he think I'll grow up to be the perfect wife or something? What is going on here?" I exhaled finding it hard to breath as i actually thought and tried to peice everything together.

"Alright,"  she thought. "Let me start at your fist question. We found him on a dating website. We put your picutre up and told them the qualifacations and said we be having....auditions...and pick the man we liked best for our daughter. We told them we needed a man with money to take care of you when I-your mother-passed away in about two years when the cancer really hit. I told Liam, since we picked him, almost everything about you, although he didn't even remeber your name. Anyway, I believe he truely finds you beautiful, and wants to marry you. I believe he wants you to love him. I do not believe he is in love with you or even loves you yet, but he sees potentiol in you and wants to figure you out. Once you finally get to know him and realize this yourself, you'll see how much he can take care of you and truelly does love you...then you will never live in a town house or row home or appartment or anything of the sort. You'll always live in a big home, with three bathrooms and you'll have beautiful baby's and a wonderful wedding that i really hope i don't miss." She winked at me.