Vogue's Butterfly (under construction)

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Karla's POV

Later on that night Stephen and I made plans to stay in that night and just do couply things with one another.

"Babe, what movie do you wanna watch?" Stephen asked from the living room while I was in the kitchen making snacks.

"Ummm idk, lets watch 'The Wedding Planner', I love that movie." I responded and made my way over to the couch with popcorn and drinks.

"This is our third time watching it Karla. Why do you love this movie so much?" he groaned.

"We went over this already babe, Matthew Mcconaughey is such a hottie." I smiled and clicked play on the movie. He grabbed the remote and paused it.

"I'm begging you Karla can we please watch something else besides this. I want to remember Mcconaughey when you leave and I'm all by myself again. I want to remember the special times we spent together. How about we do something spontaneous right now." he rambled. His rambling was so cute.

"Like what? What is so spontaneous that we can do in California right now?" I thought about for a second and realized that we can do literally anything right now. "I take that back."

He laughed. "We can do anything, you name it and we can do it. I want to remember you for being spontaneous and wild."

If only he knew on the inside I'm very shy and quite and he is bringing everything I wish I could be out. Before Stephen the most exciting and spontaneous thing I did was move out of my parents home. Now with him I got a tattoo, I'm going out at night and just doing things I wouldn't imagine doing if he wasn't here.

"Well I've always wanted to go hiking in the desert." I looked at him.

"Butterfly, we can do that any day but I'm talking about right now in this moment." he grabbed my hands and looked me in my eyes.

" I don't know babe, I've always wanted to go to downtown LA and see the Art that's there. I heard its very provocative and I never really seen stuff like that because I'm nervous and never been exposed to stuff like that and It's just cool-"

The next thing I know Stephen's lips were on mine.  His cold lips calmed me down from the rambling that I started doing because talking about provocative things makes me shy and nervouse. Its weird to talk about. And your probably like omg but Instagram is sorta of my side job. I make money from there but not as much as Vogue so I mean you do what you gotta do.

He pulled away and a wide ass smile went across my face.

"Your so cute when you ramble Butterfly, but you don't have to be shy about wanting to go see something like that. Is human nature your curious you don't have to be shy or nervous." He kissed my forehead gently.

"Okay well I'm going to go get ready. I'm so excited." I squealed and then ran off to the bedroom.

" I'll be here waiting Butterfly." he yelled so that I could hear him from the bedroom.

"Okay." I responded.

3hrs and four tacos later..

" I'm stuffed babe and tired, but I want to thank you for doing something spontaneous with me because definitely this downtown LA Art is very wild and out of my comfort zone and I enjoyed it." I gave him a peck on his lips and hugged him.

"Your welcome Butterfly, anytime that's what boyfriend's are for right." he whispered in my ear.

"How about we go home." I suggested, I was pretty tired and wanted to go to bed.

"Yeah, I got to use the bathroom real quick. I won't be long can you please stay here." he asked. I nodded and he gave a quick kiss on the lips and then ran into this bar.

As I was standing outside I noticed this person that was staring at me from across the street. When I made eye contact with him he continued to stare. You know when you stare at someone and they stare at you back and you look away, well this person didn't which was weird.

'Umm excuse me sir." I yelled as I made my way across the street and avoiding cars. As soon as the man noticed me making my way over there he bolted.

He started running down the street. That was weird it was like he was watching me. I quickly ran back over to where I was waiting for Stephen I still felt like someone was staring at me. I didn't like it one bit.

I turned around and saw a shadow so I quickly ran to the bar and as soon as the doors opened I bumped into a hard chest.

"Woah Butterfly what's wrong. Did something happen?" his eyes and face had worry and fear written across them.

"There was a guy across the street staring at me and when I started walking to him he ran. I feel like someone is watching me." I explained everything in one breathe.

"Come one we are definitely going home now." he wrapped his arm protectively around me and guided me to the car.

The ride home was very quiet, like a nervous and fearful silence. I wonder if this had anything to do with Stephen.

When we got in I rushed into the bedroom and changed into one of his shirts and laid down. I felt the bed dipped and Stephen's body wrap around me, but his security wasn't enough for the actions that went down in downtown LA. I tried going to bed, but every time I closed my eyes the shadow of the person replayed in my mind.

Was there things about Stephen I didn't know?

A/N : Hey ya'll long time no see. My life has gotten pretty rough lately. Recently my great-grandmother died I thought she was sleeping but she wasn't. No one understands but she raised me and she was my life. She was my everything and now she is gone. It was sudden and unexpected that I don't know what to do but I feel like writing is helping even though her death still hasn't hit me yet. Just want to give you guys an insight into my personal life and let you know why.  I love you guys very much and your my 2nd family I don't know what I would do without you I love you guys tbh no jokes.