It's 9pm, and you've just had a fight with your parents and siblings, you don't feel welcome in the house at this point in time so you text Beau.
'I hate feeling unwanted here! I just need to get away for a while! I can't keep the fights happening in this house, I need you here beside me, or at least with me. I can't stand being in this situation alone!'
No reply. You do hear a knock on the front door, you run to the front door, swinging it open as fast as you can. It's Beau, he forces himself into your house and rushes to your room to pack your things for the night. You are very confused as to what he was doing and just stand in the doorway with a confused look on your face.
He finishes packing your bag in a flash, he then takes your backpack, swinging it over his shoulder, and grabs your other hand. He pulls you out to his car by your hand, opening the back door to throw your stuff in.
"You're not serious are you, Beau?" you'd question.
"You'd better believe I'm serious, [Y/N]." he replies.
"But why?" you question.
"You said you need to get away, so..." he'd answer your question with a smile.
You'd flash him a smile before opening the front door of the passenger side and climbing in gracefully. Where he climbs in the otherside and plants a kiss on your cheek before you both are buckling up your seatbelts to prepare for the drive ahead!
SO THIS IS WHAT I'VE GOT SO FAR, SHOULD I CONTINUE WRITING THE LONG IMAGINES?
