Together Forever.

Anger

"Good morning, princess" Ethan yawned, we slept on the couch last night. The TV was off; his mum came home,

"Ethan, I thought you said your mum wasn't coming home?" I asked, I was 19 now and as was Ethan so his mum can't tell us what to do. She doesn't like me staying over through, she doesn't trust us. I told her that Ethan and I are saving ourselves until we get married. Well I am, Ethan kinda messed that up with the Lindsay situation. We are trying to save ourselves. Which now is going to be in a few weeks. We already planned it, we want to get married before we graduate. We decided in two weeks at the beach about a half hour away, it'll be small. We just want a ceremony to say our vows so we can move in together without our condescending mothers tossing in their opinion on the matter. We will plan an actual wedding for later on. Getting married before moving in together is something I had promised my father before he had died. Wether it be with Ethan or not, I made him a promise and I am going to fulfil that promise. I will do this the right way. Most of my family I don't know so it'll just be my mum and friends. Ethan's dad is gone and nobody knows where he is, but his mum and friends will come,

"We got to get to school love, do you want to shower?" he yawned, stretching and taking up the whole entire couch I fell off onto the floor,

"Oh shit! Marie, I'm so sorry!" he slid off onto the floor and cuddled me up into his arms,

"I'm fine Ethan, don't treat me so fragile" I laughed; I stood up and walked to the bathroom. After showering I realized I didn't have a clean shirt, I could re-wear my shorts from yesterday,

"Ethan, I don't have a shirt" I yelled from his bathroom connected to his room,

"Close your eyes and I'm going to come get one from your closet. No peaking" I yelled from his bathroom,  I looked around the corner to make sure he wouldn't. He wasn't, I think, anyways I tiptoed over to his closet and started to search through his clothes. I heard him laugh from under his breath from the other side of the room; I turn my head over my shoulder and see him looking at me,

"Ethan Jonah!" I yelled loudly at him, I grabbed a shirt and tossed it on. I marched over to him and tackled him onto his bed,

"I love you" he whispered, I giggled and kissed him. Of course, his mum walks by at that moment,

"Ethan Jonah! Get that girl off of you, what the bloody hell is wrong with you?" she screamed at him, furious she stomped into the room,

"Mum, no it's not what it looks like. She got mad at me so she tackled me, nothing happened, calm down" he tried soothing her; I just crawled to the back corner of his bed and tucked my knees in. Trying to fight back the tears, Ethan noticed and put his hand on my knee,

"It's okay princess, its fine" he whispered,

"No Ethan, this is not okay. She stayed the night and you know I don't like her over night and then this? I have asked you to do very little around this house. You have turned 19 years old. It is time for you to move out and get on your own. Especially since I see she already has a damn ring on her finger. I have been looking at apartments for you and I was you out of this house. I told you to start packing weeks ago, and I am serious. Out tonight, Ethan. If you think you can propose without telling me before hand, then I think I am allowed to tell you to get out." she hissed, then exited the room. Ethan stared blankly at the wall,

"Ethan, baby, speak to me please" I said stroking his arm trying to get him to come back to reality,

"I have to move out, I can't go to school today" he spoke, still memorized staring at the wall,

"Okay, we don't have to honey. We can skip to go look at the apartments your mum was talking about, just think of this as a head start for when we are married in a few weeks. It'll all work out, don't worry" after I said that he came to, his beautiful eyes met mine. As he leaned in to kiss me slowly I couldn't take it, he was moving way to slow. I leaned in and kissed him sweetly, his kiss was softer this time,

"Let's get you a bag packed, okay?" I spoke softly. I looked over in the corner of his room to see boxes him and his mum had been packing the past few weeks; it's going to be a long day.