Chapter Sixty One.

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Amy's Point of View:

     Usually I'am the one who has to wake Mark up and drag him out of bed but this morning took me a little by surprise. The room is quiet and I am half awake as I watch the slight bit of sunlight rising on my baby blue walls. I can hear my mom stomping around the house, Saying things under her breath and the occasional pot or pan hitting one another. Now that I have woken up a little more I begin to feel a slow but steady pace of a few fingers moving up and down my back, Right to my neck and down to my lower back. After a few slow movements I roll to face Mark, Seeing his eyes open a little more and show a shy smile towards me "I was wondering if that would wake you up" He whispers, Continuing to smile towards me. "Actually" I breath "I think what woke me up is my mom stomping around the house" I laugh slightly at the end as I whisper back to him. "What could she be doing?" He asks, Furrowing his eyebrows together slightly before straightening them back out. "Who knows" I move up a little and peck his lips "And who wants to know" I peck his lips once more before bringing my hand to the side of his face and running my thumb across his stubble. Continuing the kiss, Mark brings his hand to my waist and pulls me up on him before rising his other hand to go to my other side. I remove my hand from the side of his face and bring both arms up to place my elbows on his shoulders and play my fingers through his hair, Quickly feeling his smile play over his lips. His thumbs run along my sides as he continues the slow, Steady kiss. Moments like this time stops and suddenly we are not in my childhood bedroom at my moms house and we are not trying so desperately to make the squeaky mattress squeak but simply enjoying each other and loving each other. I begin to pull my fingers through his hair, Feeling his muscles tense and the kiss begin to get stronger. I do this a few more times before feeling his hands grip my sides and a sound coming from deep within his throat. I run my fingers through his hair another time and as I am halfway through the sound of a pot coming in contact with the wooden floor makes me pull away and climb back into my spot on the bed. I look to my door and run my fingers through my hair before looking to Mark and laughing "Just because we imagine we are not at my moms house doesn't mean its true" He looks at me for a moment before laughing and both of us hop off the edge of my bed. 

     "I never thought you two would wake up" My mom peeps her eyes over the edge of the counter before going back under and continuing her search. "It's nine am" I laugh and take a spoonful of my cereal "Two mornings in a row we've woken up early" I look to Mark with a smile to see him playfully scowling at me. I hit his arm and he smiles back at me before taking a spoonful of his own cereal. "What are you in search for?" Mark raises in his chair a little to look over the counter. "A pot for christmas dinner" A few pots and pans come in contact with each other causing Mark to plop back down in his seat. "Christmas Eve is in two days" I laughs and scoop the last bit of cereal onto my spoon. My moms head pops up over the counter "You can never be too early for Christmas Amy, Haven't I taught you that" She scoffs and I hold my hands up in surrender. She goes back down to look for the pot and I look to Mark who looks as if he could die from laughter. 

     Today my mom decided to allow Mark and I to have the car and drive into town to reminisce and see all of the things we grew up around. One thing that I have noticed whenever Mark and I are in the car just by ourselves, As soon as he gets himself situated and the car started he interlocks our fingers together and will run his thumb on my hand occasionally. I smile as I think of it as I look at my surroundings out my window. My phone vibrates against my leg and I use my spare hand to reach for it and turn the front screen on. A message from Eve pops up in my notifications:

Eve: {Picture} Hope you and Mark are having a good time in Ohio! So strange that theres no snow in during Christmas time but I guess that's L.A. for you, Haha. Love you and hope you have a very Merry Christmas! 

I replied with a simple thank you and told her how we were enjoying our holiday before sending it and going back to the picture again. It displays a screaming crying Blair sitting on a mall santa's lap with Tyler looking like he could cry as well and Eve giving two thumbs up. If that doesn't explain them since the baby arrived perfectly I don't know what does. 

     "Mark!" I squeal and look around the shop "You're going to get us kicked out of here" I laugh as he continues to look at himself in the mirror. "One less store my mom will drag me into when I'm forced to shop with her" He laughs and walks over to me before putting the overly expensive and not too pretty hat onto my head and walking to get another one for himself "Stand in front of the mirror so we can take a picture" He smiles before placing a blue and green hat upon his head. I do as told as he walks over to join me. Pulling his phone out and posing with me. We take a few before a loud, Obnoxious voice from the counter disturbs our fun. I whip my hat right off my head and try to hide it behind my back as Mark just stands and tries not to laugh.

     You guessed it, We got kicked out of the old lady hat store. Apparently trying the hats on is fine but taking pictures in them is a big no no. Mark laughed the whole way out of there while I held onto his hand tightly and tried not to laugh. "Who would photograph those hats anyways" Mark wraps his hand around him mug and brings it up to his lips "They were ugly" He brings his mug back down to the table with a clunk. "Some of these people may be related to hat shop dude" i shrug "They could spit in your coffee if they hear you" I playfully whisper and take a sip from my own mug. Mark shrugs and holds his drink at chest level with both hands "Adds protein" He jokes and takes a huge gulp as I lean over my chair and pretend to throw up. 

     "Where have you two been all day?" I hardly have gotten the front door shut and my boots off my feet, I didn't even know she was in the living room. "Reminiscing" I say, Plopping down on the other end of the couch. Mark walks into the living room and plops down beside me "Getting kicked out of ugly hat shops" He sighs as if he were in some stupid rom com. I playfully punch his arm and see mom look between us with confusion before shaking her head and looking at us straight "Anyways" She puts a piece of yarn between the pages in her book before setting it on the coffee table in from of her "Go wash up for dinner. It'll be done by the time you're finished" She rises from her spot on the couch and walks into the kitchen. I look to Mark as I suck in my lips and seeing him shrug his shoulders makes me put my face in my hands as I try not to laugh. 

     "I feel as if I could explode" Mark groans, Closing the door behind him into my room. "Moms food will do that to you" I laugh, Grabbing a pair of pajamas and walking to my side of the bed and begin changing into them. The room falls quiet for a moment as Mark pulls his shirt over his head and changes into a pair of pajama pants. I climb intoned and curl my self into a little ball as I feel the cold sheets touch the bare parts of my body. The mattress squeaks and I feel Mark side of the bed fall a little, Letting me know he's now here with me. His arm goes over my side and his face goes into my neck, Kissing it slightly before releasing a breath of air "I love you, Amy" He whispers, Kissing my neck again. I smile to myself "I love you too, Mark".

So, I ran out of pre written chapters so the next three chapters you will be reading were all written by the exhausted mind of a writer, Hope you enjoy. I seriously love reading all of your comments so much but please please remember, I can only respond to your comments one time so if you have a question or just want to continue to talk, Feel free to message me! I hope you enjoyed this read.                                                                                                                                                   xxParks

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