I woke up and looked around. Maybe it was just a dream. I checked my hands. No ring. Maybe it was just a dream since I was so drunk last night.
"Oh well. It felt real." I said to myself.
Just as I was about to get out of bed, Michael walked in. "Good Morning, my dear fiancee." He handed me a long stem rose.
"I thought it was just a dream." I ran to him and hugged him. "I'm so happy it wasn't. But where's my ring?" I asked.
"You told me to keep it first remember? You were so afraid of losing it because of all the uhm...rough sex?" He said.
"We had....sex?" I asked.
"Kidding. I don't want to take advantage of you after three years. I want you sober when I fuck you again. It's in the box." He said and smiled.
What a turn on.
"I'm sober now." I said and I put on the ring on my finger and showed it to him. "And we're engaged so..."
Before I could even say anything, he grabbed me and tossed me into the bed like I'm his laundry.
"You don't know how much I've missed you. After this, you'll forget your name." He grinned at me.
He ripped off my clothes. He did it fast. I wanted him to. I want it rough.
We didn't get tired at all. We missed each other, I couldn't get enough of him. We were all over the place.
"Wow." I managed to say.
"Oh god. You're fucking amazing." He said. We were both breathing heavily.
"Meh." I teased him.
"What? Meh? Come on." He asked.
"Calm down. I'm kidding. That was the best." I said and went on top of him.
"I love you." He said.
"I love you too."
Just as I was about to kiss him again, there was a knock on the door. "Anne, honey! Are you in there?" Mom asked.
"Shit." I said. "Just a second."
We dressed up as fast as we could. I fixed his hair up and he fixed the bed.
I opened the door. "Mom, Dad...what are you doing here?" I asked.
"You weren't here last night. I know you're already a grown up but we were worried." She said.
"I was out." I said.
"I know you're probably sad because Michael got married and all, just know that your Dad and I are here for you." She said.
"Actually, Mom...." I opened the door all the way to reveal the Michael was standing beside me.
"What is he doing here?" Dad asked.
"I didn't get married. I love Anne. I couldn't bear to be married to someone other than her." Michael told my Dad.
"Well." Mom smiled and sighed. I could see they were relieved.
"What about your fiancee? What did she say?" Dad asked Michael.
"Ask her." Michael said.
I lifted my hand to show my parents that we were engaged.
"Isn't this too fast?" Dad asked.
"Dad, we love each other. Nothing's too fast." I explained.
"All right. As long as you're both happy and faithful. Especially you, honey." Dad said.
"Dad!!!!" I shouted.
We all laughed and had breakfast before going home. It was the best breakfast I had. I was with the man I love and I was happy. We were finally happy.
When we got to the airport, there were lots of photographers and reporters. This is it. Back to reality. I asked my parents to be apart from us to avoid paparazzis.
"Michael? Michael?" They shouted.
He held onto me and pulled me closer to him as we walked pass the people. "Guys, come on." He said.
We walked as fast as we could towards the black car that picked us up.
"Whew." I sighed as he closed the door.
"This is going to be fun." Michael said.
"I don't care what the newspapers write about me and you. We're happy. I don't care." I said.
The next day, We were on the front page of every magazine and news papers in America.
"MICHAEL FASSBENDER, DUMPED MODEL FIANCEE FOR HIS EX."
"AFTER THREE YEARS, MICHAEL FASSBENDER REUNITED WITH FILM DIRECTOR, ANNE RODRIGUEZ."
"WENT TO GREECE WITH FIANCEE JESSICA BENSON AND WENT HOME WITH EX ANNE RODRIGUEZ."
We were just laughing at all that we read. Ours phones won't stop ringing. Paparazzis camping out his apartment. We turned out phones of and spent the whole day, talking to each other. We exchanged stories all though I pretty much know everything that happened to him because I always read online articles about him.
"I can't believe that I'm really here with you." I said.
"Me too, sweetie. I've been dreaming about this in so long. I'm so in love with you." Michael said as he touches my face.
"I love you, Michael." I said.
"I love you, Anne." He said and leaned in for a kiss.
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