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I took a deep breath and tried swallowing the lump that was gathering in my throat. Why won't it go away?
"Hello Lauren," I heard Aaron say from the other side of the line. His light voice was filling my ears, making my tense body melt. He's had this effect on me ever since the eighth grade. I waited for him to ask me out since then. Finally, at the end of last year I gathered up all the courage in my little body, and I asked him out on a date. Of course, he replied with a yes and we've been a couple since.
"Oh, Aaron hey," I cringed. When Eli mouthed to me asking who Aaron was, I put a finger up and turned away.
"What's wrong babe?" Aaron continued, "You sound uneasy."
"Well, we may have a bit of a predicament," I cringed when I heard my mother calling me from the kitchen where she and Eli's parents were mingling. "Matt, I have to go, I'll call you later," I smiled somberly.
"I love you," Aaron's voice cooed.
"You too," I grimaced. He's going to be so hurt when I break up with him.
"What was that about?" Eli asked slightly amused.
"Well, that was my soon to be ex- boyfriend, thanks to you," I glared at Eli. I know he didn't choose for us to be engaged, and he had as little control over this situation, as I, but I needed someone to blame.
"Oh, you have a boyfriend?" Eli questioned softly.
"Yeah, I mean I did, or I do, until I tell him about us," I explained solemnly motioning between Eli and I.
"Sorry," Eli muttered under is breath.
"Not your fault," I sighed.
"It's called empathy. Just accept it," Eli smiled at me.
"Alright, well let's get to /our/ new home. I'm really excited to see my new room," I tried changing the topic, in order to lighten the mood.
"/Our/ room is sick," Eli smirked. "Our bed is so bouncy," Eli continued a wide goofy grin spreading over his face.
"Oh gosh, this should be interesting..." I laughed. I picked up my purse and walked down to the living room. My mother was sitting at the kitchen table talking to Eli's mother, Karen, while Alec, Eli's father, paced back and forth speaking in hushed tones on his cell phone in the living room. I wonder who that is.
"The limo is waiting out front," Alec told us, quickly shoving his phone into his pocket.
"Bye mom," I smiled sadly, while I gave my mother a large hug. Ever since my father died ten years ago in a car accident, I've worried about my mother. I know she will be alright. I have no doubt in my mind that Andrew, her beyond gorgeous fiancé, will protect her.
"Bye sweetheart," My mother sobbed causing a small tear to trickle down my cheek. I pulled away giving my small house a once over before opening the front door.
"I'll call you," I announced before waving at my petite mother, and walking away from my childhood home, into the limo that would bring me to my future home. Eli and I would make pretty babies, I thought as Eli shuffled into the seat next to me, his body only inches from mine.
