"The fact that your place is old fashion looking, in other words vintage— I'll accept you being the interior designer for when we move together" I chuckle as I look at the family pictures that lay on his fireplace.
"Sound good" He says as he pours a cup of water into two glass cups.
He places the water onto the coffee table and walks over to me and hugs me from behind as we both look over his pictures.
"This your mom?" I ask as I grab a frame that had a young beautiful lady who was in a blue dress surrounded by white poppy's.
"Yeah" He smiles.
"She's pretty, when will I get to meet her?"
"... When you're the right age. If she knew you now she'd think I'm being a pedophile for dating someone 8 years younger than me and is still in High School"
"Hmph, I mean I guess. She going to come to my goodbye party?"
He sighs and lets go of me, "Andry, you know you'd have to meet her when you're at least above the age of 20. I'm not trying to tell her I'm dating a eight teen year old."
"I know I know it's just that I wanna meet her, if it's too much to ask for then I can wait" I respond slightly afraid he would be frustrated with me.
"It's fine, I understand but that's also me with wanting to meet you Dad. You know how dads are with their daughter. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want to meet me while I'm 26 and you're still 18"
"...I, um"
God why did he have to bring up my Dad into this situation. Just the word of 'Dad' makes me want to bawl my eyes. I don't even think he'll ever meet him cause I myself don't even know who he is or where he is and I don't plan on knowing or else I'll just be attached for not being daddy's girl like every daughter.
I feel a tear slide down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away before he notices. I turn back around to the fireplace and take deep breaths as I close my eyes tightly trying to forget about the topic.
I feel a hand grab my wrist and spin me around as I bite my lip from the tears that begin falling from my eyes.
"Hey, hey what's wrong?" He asks and moves me to the couch as he sits closely beside me while he wipes my tears and moves a strand of my hair out of my face.
"I-it's just that, my dad... I don't know, I don't know him and I don't plan to till I'm ready when the topic won't make me cry anymore" I respond taking breaths for every word.
"... I didn't know"
"It's okay, nobody knows besides Leah & my stupid mom and sister. I was going to tell you but I just felt like telling you when I was ready and apparently I'm not"
"You don't need to tell me the story, if it's hard to explain... you don't have to. Just tell me when you're ready, never rush these kinds of things especially when it's still sensitive towards you"
I sniff, "Yeah... yeah I know I just thought maybe telling each other everything is what made this relationship— you know, loyal."
"I like that it's just I want you to know that I'm not forcing you to do that, I already know that I'm enough and no one can ever beat me" He smirks and caresses my cheek.
I chuckle and roll my eyes as I push his hand away. I stare at him inveigley as his face was alluring while I appreciated every flaw of his that I see yet find it captivating.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asks and takes the both of my hands into his.
"Because," I continue, "Can I not appreciate you up close for once?"
"Of course, I thought it'd just be the other way around. You're the beautiful one here"
"Oh shut up"
"It's true! You are drop dead gorgeous Andry and I don't think I would have ever chosen anyone over you. I am destined to have you on my ring finger and me on your ring finger cause I want you for the rest of my life"
I scoff as I'm tongue tied unsure of what to respond with because that was the best sentence I have ever heard. He looks at me with lust filled in his eyes.
"God, I'm so in love with you Andry Barrington" He blurts out.
I can't. I can't say it back, I want to but it just wouldn't come out of me.
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AGH YOU ALL ARE A BLESSING I LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH IF YOURE STILL READING MY BOOK(:
Anyways, the devil pup practice last Saturday went super well you guys! I took that second place for the PFT (physical fitness test) I ran my mile in 8:44 which was bad tbh, 69 sit-ups in two minutes, 65 push-ups, and 32 seconds on bar hang! AGHHH I WAS SUPER NERVOUS YOU GUYS AND KNOWING I HAD ALL YALL MADE ME DETERMINED. If you prayed for me or not, I did a pretty good job but if y'all want me to end this book and start book two y'all better pray that I get first place for the next PFT that's in 3 weeks!!!
Besides that hoped y'all enjoyed this weird clustered chapter, I'll try making sense next time lol.<3
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Love Has No Age
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