Adison's POV:
My mother always used to say that people are your biggest weakness, and up until now, I believed that was complete and utter bull shit. You can put up walls right? That's what I did for almost 18 years of my life, starting very young, and thinking that even the military couldn't get through those cement walls.
But you can't, you can't just put up walls and expect them to stay, especially when there's an angel that drives an old jeep and has the smile of pure light. That fact alone makes me wish I listened to my mother long before now, long before this man has taken over ninety percent of my thoughts, and the other ten on our baby. But yet, I crave him, i crave him with everything in me.
Our baby...
Never in a million years would I have thought that a ride to school could turn into so much more, that it could go so far to where I'm pregnant with the drivers baby and currently crying with his arms wrapped around me about his past.
How could some sick person have the audacity to put their hands on someone so beautiful and deep with thought, and make them have this anger that has been building in them since they were young.
Shawn deserved so much more, much more than having to move in with his best friend, sell his guitar, not eat, live with his brutal and cruel dad, and deal with the fact that his mom was no help at all. If i had to pick his life I'd give him a large house with a loving family, that may get on his nerves sometimes but never touch him.
"Tell me," i whimper out into his shoulder, not wanting this heart hurting pain to continue, "tell me how things got a little better."
"Question three huh?" He laughs through his tears, trying to not make the conversation so heavy, "Well after moving in with ian, his mom and dad were the parents I wish I had. They fed me, were always asking about my day, listened when I begged them not to tell the police about my abuse, and are currently paying for my college tuition." He breathes in happily and contently, grateful for the fact that someone could be so kind as to do that for him.
A wave of relief washes over me, I needed that, I needed to know things were semi okay even though his past is haunting.
"I can't believe the shit we've been through leads us to here," i sit back from the hug so I'm straddling him and looking at him directly in his red puffy brown eyes, "it's kind of insane if you think about it."
"Well I can't believe that I got so lucky," He smiles, bringing his hand to my cheek and caressing it, "Adison? Can I tell you something?"
My heart does flutters at the sweet movement of his gentle hand and nod my head yes, so desperately wanting to hear the enchanting words he's about to say.
"Of course shawn," i lean my cheek into his palm breathing in, feeling pure happiness.
"I know you were half drunk when we had kissed, but I wasn't,I remember everything, it was like the alcohol took no effect, and I just wanted you to know how beautiful you looked, for all the years I've seen you in class I've never seen that heart stopping smile and let me tell you it was a privilege to see it darling."
His words make me melt as i giggle from the cuteness that just took place, "so cheesy mendes," i roll my eyes.
"There's that smile," he laughs with me poking my cheek, "God I really hope our baby has your smile Adison, I really really do."
"Your eyes," i kiss his temple and smile against his skin, "i want our baby to have your eyes, I get lost in them everytime."
"Shit addy," he suddenly leans forward glancing quickly at the clock, "it's midnight, we have that essay tomorrow."
I get off his lap standing up and rolling my eyes to myself, "i wrote it, the crap we wrote while we were drunk was pretty useless so I wrote it over and put our names on it."
He lays back on the couch relaxingly smirking up at me, "crap? Right before we kissed we talked non sense about romeo and Juliet, quite quote worthy If i might add."
"Yeah maybe," i laugh sarcastically, "if the quote was in some sappy teenage love story."
"We are a sappy teenage love story doll." Just then he laughs, and It sounds like a choir sent from heaven, and I wish I was kidding. It practically knocked my breath out of my lungs.
I smile sighing, thinking about if there's room for him to sleep over at my place, my bed is ridiculously small for someone of his size.
"Would you like to stay the night?" I suggest, grabbing his hand and pulling him up so he towers over me.
"Of course babygirl," he kisses my cheek and makes his way upstairs, reaching my bedroom and stripping from everything except his boxers, "I'll just wear that tomorrow," he says motioning to today's clothes.
I stare in awe at his undeniable beauty, and how sculpted his figure is in every way possible, making my mind cloud with lusts I can't say I've experienced before. He does something to me.
I clear my throat and strip, changing into a tank top and shorts, but before I can put my hair up my mouth is met with his in a romantic passion.
"God I love you," he mumbles into the kiss, sending shivers down my spine.
A moan comes from the back of my throat from his words, his voice making my knees go weak.
"I love you too," i breathe out before leaving a trail of hickies on his neck. He picks me up bridal style and lays me in bed, kissing my lips lightly, and collapsing next to me.
"I'm so tired darling," he rests his head in the crook of my neck, "but this gives me something to look forward to tomorrow night."
And with that we fall asleep in a loving, yet comfortable silence.
________________________________________~each chapter is lowkey very very important to the overall story and I'm sorry if it's moving slow.
~Leah
