I didn't know where I was going or what I was even doing. Well I did know what I was doing. I was packing. Packing all of my things from my room while my parents screamed outside of my door. They knew this was all they could do since I was 18 so I could take everything I paid for, which was most of my things, and leave. That's exactly what I was doing and nobody could stop me.
It took half an hour to pack everything. I grabbed the 2 bags and three trash bags and stood up. I opened the door and pushed past my parents.
"Here let me help," my older brother Mark said.
He was home from college for a few weeks. Out of my three sibling he was my favorite. He always helped me in well pretty much everything, but when he left for college everything started going down-hill. Me and my parents fought daily and after I turned 18 a week ago I was deciding where to leave.
He grabbed the three trashbags and put them in the trunk of my car. I hugged him while he went to 'tame' my parents. I drove off and ended up at my boyfriend Jack's house. I knocked on the door with tears streaming down my face. Jack's mom opened and gave me a big hug.
After telling her what happened Jack cane downstairs. His smile disappeared when he saw how distressed I was. He immediately ran over and hugged me.
"Her parents again," His mom whispered to him.
"Can she stay here?" Jack asked still hugging me.
"Of course! Why don't you two go relax upstairs," Jack's mom suggested.
I felt him nod and knew I had to get up. Instead of standing though Jack picked me up and I knew his mom was smiling like a goof. He brought me to his room upstairs and laid me on his bed. He continued to comfort me while I told him what happened.
"Why don't we have a movie marathon? I can go make popcorn and get a bunch of snacks, how does that sound?" Jack offered.
"That sounds perfect," I whispered with a small smile creeping on to my face.
Jack went downstairs while I scrolled though Instagram.
Jack's P.O.V
I walked down the stairs getting prepared to ask something a little risky from my parents. They were watching T.V so I casually sat down and paused their movie. They both looked at me while I mentally prepared for what was going to come next.
"So mom and dad, I was thinking and I um I think that Y/n should move in. She can't go home and you guys love her. Plus-"
Mom puts her hand up stooping me from talking.
"We've already discussed this and we agree. You can share a room and I am putting trust in you so DO NOT break it okay?" Mom said.
I hugged her as a response. I then gave dad a smile before getting our snacks and returning to my room. I walked in and sat on the bed. I handed Y/n the food and smiled.
"So I talked to my parents and your moving in!" I said with enthusiasm.
She returned the enthusiasm and hugged me tightly.
"How?!?" She asked.
"I've always wanted to get my first apartment with you and take you away from all that hate and after this I can't let you go back and I won't either so instead of being older and buying an apartment I decided that I wanted to to move in. I asked my parents and they agreed do now our journey begins," I told her with a cheesy smiled.
She gave me one if the best kisses we've every had. That night would be the first of many we'd be sharing and just to be able to think that out a big smile on my face. This was the woman that I would get my first apartment with and eventually house. She's the one I'm going to propose to. She will be the mother of my kids and we will grow old together because after tonight, it all felt right.
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A/n:
This kind of sucks and I don't like it that much but oh well! Try to enjoy
