7. Darling, you'll be okay.

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KELLIN'S POV

(At home)

I'm soo confused. Anna's mom just got abused to death... AND she says it's her fault. NO she has to know it isn't. She has to. I DO NOT want her cutting again. I can't lose her. I love her more than life, itself. Her dad, I'm glad he got arrested. WHO THE FUCK HURTS THE PERSON THEY 'LOVE'. Love. People use it for granted. He probably only used her for a sex toy and punching bag. I HATE JIM FUCKING SNOW!!!!!!!!!! I hate that Anna has to have the same last name as him. I hope to change that some day. I love Anna with all my heart and one day, I will make her permanently mine. haha. Permanently yours pops in my head. Lyrics from my best friend and Kailey's boyfriend, Vic Fuentes. 

"I can't do this, Kel." Anna whispers to me.

"Babe, what can't you do?" I ask.

"I can't take being alone."

"You aren't alone, you have me. It gets easier, I promise."

"Thank you, Kellin. This just doesn't feel real." She sniffles

"I know, Anna, I know. Stay strong." 

"OH MY GOD! THAT'S IT!!!!!!!!" She yells. Probably thinking of lyrics. She helps with my song writing. Alot.

"What?" I ask her.

"Can you check my pulse for me to see if I'm alive" She says. She may be sad, but writing ALWAYS makes her feel better.

"OH MY GOD! ANNA! That was perfect." I whisper, kissing her lightly.

"Why thank you." She replies in a British accent.

"Hey, babe. Do you know what this calls for?" I whisper seductively in her ear.

"What if your mom comes home?" she whines.

"Her and Kailey are at the beach all week." I peck her lips. She smirks.

I kiss her. We deepen it and it gets heated. I trail my hands up her shirt, unclasping her bra letting it fall to the ground. We fall on the bed and she pulls off my shirt. It's my turn so I tug off her pants. I suck under her earlobe, on her sweetspot, earning  moan from her. She pulls off my pants, not removing her lips from mine. I take off her shirt, and kiss her down her chest, to her stomach, then I take off her underwear. Then we go and do the dirty stuff.

"I love you." I pant. "I love you too." She replies.

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