Lawrence's POV
(2 months after the meeting)
It's been two months since I met McKenna.
The sweet, pure, innocent girl I met is mine.
She moved in with me after one month and basically since we met I had something for her so I had to go out with her a few times and she drive me crazy in the best kind of way.
I come home and find her on the couch reading her favorite book- pride and prejudice, she's read it one hundred times over and over.
"We should go to see a movie tonight" I say putting my laptop bag away.
"Hmmm, there's nothing good out at the moment, any other ideas baby?" She puts the book down and walks towards me slowly.
"Dinner, then we could go to joeys party" she grabs me by my tie and brings me to the couch.
The innocent girl I found at the coffee shop is long gone.
"Be ready by eight!" She walks out of the room.
At seven thirty she finally walks out of the bedroom, dressed with make up and hair curled even though it's natural curls are gorgeous.
"I love you Lawrence, so much baby... Let's go." She whispers into my ear.
I follow her out the door, her hand in mine.
McKenna's POV
We arrive at joeys house and he greets me at the door.
I throw my arms around his shoulders and he hugs me tightly.
"Damn girl he's fine." He whispers in my hair.
I laugh at his comment and grab Lawrence by the arm and lead him to joeys room.
Surprise! Rose is in the room with some random idiot.
"Out! Now!" I yell and she runs out of the room.
Lawrence sits on the bed and I stand between his legs.
He holds me by the waist and pulls me to him.
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(3 weeks later)
I sit at home waiting for Lawrence to get home, his been working all day and I wasn't awake when he left but most of his stuff is gone from the room.
I have been constantly messaging him and he still hasn't answered.
Ugh screw it, I walk over to the expensive cocktail cabinet and pour myself a drink.
For some reason I don't have a spark with Lawrence I feel strong and independent when I'm with him and I somehow thought that was love then I realized it wasn't, it was me growing up. Love makes you weak not stronger.
I spit the drink out when I find that it's as disgusting as the old cabinet.
I need to go to a bar and get a real drink.
I open the doors to the bar and sit down next to an attractive guy about my age.
I don't look at him, I just order a drink and look at my phone.
Still nothing.
"McKenna?" A weak voice asks from next to me.
"Zac? What? you were in jail?" I mumble
He throws his arms around me and whispers into my ear "I got out, I'm sorry." His voice like silk.
Just at that exact moment Lawrence walks into the bar and sees Zac and I.
Zac stops hugging me and looks at me.
"I know I screwed up and I know you probably hate me but I need you, I love you, you were my everything and I can't be without you." He holds me by the shoulders and then hugs me again.
"Zac, these last few months made me realize that I love you so much and I need you too." I say even though my boyfriend is right next to me.
"McKenna?" He asks in a soft voice.
"Yes Zac?" My voice is as soft.
"Marry me!" He gets down on one knee and brings a ring out of the pocket in his jacket.
"I've been saving this for the day that I see you again." His eyes gloss over.
"W...what?" I stammer.
"Marry me McKenna I love you." He says
