Purpose

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Jason's  Point of View

I help her off the counter and kiss her little chubby cheeks, "Do you completely trust me?"

She nods slightly and I take our plates setting them in the sink before I interlace her small fingers with my bigger ones, leading her to the hall way.

One day in and I'm already confessing something that seems like I stalk her...

"When you moved here the first time, where did you attended high school?" I ask softly and pull the string to go up to the attic.

"Uh... St. Michael's," she looks up at me as I climb the steps and motion her to follow.

"So didn't I," I smile and I find a cardboard box, opening it and pulling out my old year book from 2012. "Which means you graduated in 2014, right?"

She nods, "Yeah, but why?"

I open up the year book, first turning to my senior picture before I turn the the sophomore section, "And there you are."

"Why are you showing me this?" She looks up at me and I sigh softly and turn to the pages where they do those silly little awards that normally no one cares about. Her and I got the Most Likely to Be A Couple award; neither one of us thought anything of it at the time.

"That's you and I," I say softly and look at her as she takes the book out of my hands.

"So you and I were close?" She glances up at me before looking through the pages again, seeing more pictures of her and I along with some of us two and our other friends.

"Yeah, you were mainly at my house all the time," I smile. "The first time we were separated was when I went to college, even then I came and visited when I could until you just stopped texting me after a while..."

Her beautiful eyes soften as she looks up at me, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, okay? Yeah I know we can't pick up where we left off, but you and I have this baby now... We can't let the past effect us," I smile and I kiss her cheek.

A sigh escapes between her plump lips and she nods, "Can you take me to my house today?"

"Just tell me when and we'll go," I smile still and put the books away before the two of us get out of the attic.

"Jason?" She whispers quietly, taking my rather large hand into her smaller one.

I hum in response and lead her to the guest room where I grab a pair of Jazzy's leggings that were too big for her, figuring that Lark could easily fit into them.

"You're uglier than I last remember," she giggles softly, smirking with a teasing look placed upon her adorable face.

"Trust me, I know," I wink at her before going to get her one of my jumpers.

I'm glad that I'm getting my Lark back...

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I'm so so sorry for taking forever to update, I'm having some writer's block already.... Hope you all enjoyed! Also, if you want to help me with this severe problem, comments would be great! What do you all want to happen on Lark and Jason's pregnancy journey? -Jai