Okay, so what did you guys think of that chapter? I was really tired when I wrote it, so I'm sorry if there are a lot of spelling mistakes....well, don't forget to vote/comment/fan/share!!!! And this chapter is dedicated to gracesup because her birthday is today!!!!!! Love you bestfrand!!!! And i know that the POV doesn't change that much, but it will soon c: READ ON!!!!
~Anthony's POV~
"So, we can come live with you?" I asked in amazment.
"Yes. I mean, only if you want to..." he trailed off.
"I really want to. I'd get to see you everyday!" I replied, smiling.
"When are you getting out?" he asked, his beautiful eyes staring into mine.
"Today, I think."
"Yay! Then I can show you around the house!" he replied, excited.
"Can I take a nap?" I asked, feeling my eyes get droopy.
"Anything you want, Anthony," he replied with a smile. I resituated a little to get more comfortable and closed my eyes. It didn't take long for the deep darkness of sleep to overcome me.
"Baby! I'm home!" I heard Connor's voice echo out down the hall. I got up and darted down the hall, into his open arms. "Someone's happy to see me, huh?" he replied with a giggle.
"I'm always happy to see you, Babe," I replied, leaning up for a kiss. He bent down to connect his lips with mine, and shared a slow, gentle kiss in the middle of the hallway. "So, how was the beach?"
"It would have been better with my Baby there, but it was pretty good," he said, stealing a kiss. "I'm really hungry. You want anything? I'll cook it."
"Um. Can I have bacon and eggs?" I asked.
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