You Were My #1

#10

**************************Cilvia's POV***********************

I stay there not moving an inch for a few seconds until I finally responded by moving my lips in sync with his. I feel him smile against my lips as he keeps kissing me. We let go of our kiss and we breathe heavily catching our breath. He brings his eyes up to look at mine and smiles. He slowly moves over and lays next to me wrapping his cold arms around me. I smile laying down into his welcoming arms. He squeezes me as I slowly drift off to sleep in his arms.

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I wake up feeling a small arm wrapped around my waist. I slowly turn trying not to wake whomever's arm this is. I fully turn to see the most loving face ever. Then it hits me (1) where I am and (2) who this is. I start to get the flashbacks of yesterday's events. Seeing Anthony in the waiting room to this clinic, the kiss with Andy Biersack, the kiss with Anthony not long after, and falling asleep in Anthony's welcoming arms. I stare at his face as he sleeps soundly. I bring my hand up to his cheek and softly rub my thumb over his bottom lip. His eyes slowly open to look at me. He instantly smiles when he sees me, obviously remembering everything. He brings his free hand up and cups my cheek pulling me in for a kiss. I smile and kiss back as we move our lips in sync again. He pulls away smiling and pulls my body into his by the arm that's still wrapped around my waist. I snuggle into his chest. We lay there for about five minutes until we hear some movement outside the door. Anthony slowly sits up letting go of me. I frown missing the warmth of his touch. He gets off my bed and walks over to his cubby which he filled with his clothes yesterday. He pulls out a band T-shirt and some black skinny jeans. I smile at his choice of clothes and he looks over at me with a grin. "Are you gonna stare all day or are you gonna get dressed?" He chuckles as he pulls his shirt off. I choose stare all day. He looks over at me surprised. He walks over chuckling and all of a sudden, he starts clapping in my face. "Get up, get up, get up!" I laugh and stand up so that our faces are only millimeters apart. He stares into my eyes for a good minute or two of silence. A smirk grows on his face and he pounces. I fall back onto the bed as he kneels over me. He starts to tickle me viciously and I yell laughing.  I grab onto the collar of his shirt pulling him down on the empty space of bed next to me. He chuckles and I flip over so that I'm straddling him now. He smiles up at me and I lean down to kiss his cheek. He moves his hands to my hips. "So tell me a little about yourself." I look down at him, confused from what he just said. 

"I don't really know." I respond nervously laughing.

"Okay. Then I'll tell you a little about me," He states smiling "I was born in Arizona and I moved here a few years back. My parents split up when I was 3 over financial issues." 

"What do you mean?" I ask confused

"Well my family was really poor and my dad refused to work so my mom left him taking me with her." He frowns and I softly rub his hand with my thumb. "We moved here and my mom met this man, he was about 6 years older than her. They didn't really care though. She came home one night from the bar  with him and she paid the babysitter for watching me. She sat down with me while he was in the shower. I was only five at this time. She told me that she was MADLY in love with him and that he was her soul-mate. I was and always will be a people pleaser. I just wanted her to be happy, so when she asked if I was ok with her marrying him, I said yes. That the worst decision of my life. He ended up being worse than my father. He was abusive, he refused to work, he wanted everything his way, and he thought he knew everything about everything and everyone. They found out that my mom was pregnant with a little boy and they were happier than ever. But that didn't last for long. A few years after he was born, when he was about 3, he wouldn't eat his dinner like my step-dad told him to. My step-dad pulled the spoon out of my brother's tiny hand and started beating my THREE-YEAR-OLD brother in the head!" Anthony started to tear up over this. I rested my head on his chest trying to calm him down.

"You don't have to keep going, we'll save it for another time." I whispered

"Thanks." he whispered back as he pet my hair. I fell asleep once again to the warmth of his body.

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Hey guys I hope you loved this chapter and I am hoping on updating every weekend. Please comment suggestions for next chapter. Love ya XOXO

~Jlivene<3