Life's Not Always Easy. Heartbreak and Pain Will Always be There. But Eventually It Stops Hurting Right? Well Try Getting Over A Man Who Left You High and Dry For The Rockstar Life Without Even Blinking. Especially After Leaving Behind A Very Big Se...
Being in the arms of someone you love more than anything is probably the best place to ever be. Especially when waking up with the feeling of love and passion still floating in the air from the night before. As I slowly start waking up I feel a pair of soft, rose like lips leaving a trail of kisses down my naked, exposed shoulder. While sitting there letting the soft kisses continue being placed on my shoulder I hear a very deep, sexy morning voice mumble in my ear, "Good morning my beautiful girl. I know you're awake. Time to get up and give your sexy boyfriend some attention." You could practically feel the smirk appearing on his soft, chubby face. "Really? Who's this mystery man?" I slowly start opening my eyes and turning towards his chest. "The man whose name you were moaning last night baby." I playfully rolled my eyes saying, "They were pitty moans." I laid there smiling to myself as I picked at my nails. But the next thing I know there's a very handsome man who I call my boyfriend hovering over me while giving me a very dark look. "Wanna say that again baby?" I bite my lip while thinking about my next move. "Pitty moans." Smirking to myself I carefully tried to anticipate what he was gonna do next. As he carefully leaned down to softly kiss my lips he mumbled, "You may be a brat but I love you so much Natalie. And you gonna pay for that comment." Before I could sass him back giggles start erupting from me from his rather large, sexy hands attacking my sides with tickles.
*Present Time (3 Years Later)*
After hearing my loud, obnoxious alarm waking me up from what I would call a nightmare I can't help but sigh as I lean over to turn it off. Those "nightmares" don't happen a lot. But they happen way more then I want them to. I'm so over what Calum and I had. It was years ago so it's time for my mind/thoughts to get with the program and MOVE ON! After pouting and getting aggravated with myself I finally decided it's time to get up, make breakfast, and start my day. Getting out of bed and immediately having to get busy is never what I wanted out of life. But that's exactly what I got. As I walk into the kitchen I walk straight to the cabinet grabbing two packs of blueberry pop tarts and placing them into the toaster to warm up. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I lean over to the coffee machine and start warming that up as well. While waiting for everything to heat up I casually check my phone to see if I got any messages from my sister, Katie, who should be here very soon before I have to leave for work which I'm really dreading. As I scroll through random social media sites, this one being twitter, I see a post from my ex-best friend Luke Hemmings. Of course the post is the band partying. I roll my eyes while closing the app and sitting my phone down. It's really crappy that they got the partying/not having a care in the world life while I got the working my butt off to support me and "my little secret."
Before I could get into the rant with myself about everything they do that I hate I hear keys jiggling and the door being pushed open. The next thing I know I hear the pitter patter of my "little secret" running into the kitchen. As the sound finally gets to the kitchen there's a squeal and a "Mommy!" Being shouted out. I lean down to the floor taking my brown eyed little girl in my arms.
