"Lucy, I swear to god, stop throwing out all of my hair products!" I heard Brett scream down to me from the upstairs bathroom. He's such a woman I sometimes think we're lesbians. Like seriously, Brett? Settle yourself, it's just hair gel.

"Get some balls, Brett!" I scream back at him. "Then maybe you wouldn't act like such a fucking chick!" we had been graduated and living together for maybe eight weeks now and we still haven't gotten used to it yet.

We both have very strong and distinct personalities and they always end up clashing. But somehow, we always manage to remember that we love each other and we're the most important thing in the other's life.

I found out I was pregnant a couple weeks before graduation and I saw it as a blessing rather than a disaster.

Me and Brett always knew we'd end up together forever anyway.

He proposed a week after we graduated high school and I wear the ring proudly on my finger every day as a reminder that he won't leave me on my own in this.

My parents pay for most of the bills, they're just glad to have me out of the house; they'll do anything to keep it that way.

"Oh fuck you, Lucy!" he screamed back. I just rolled my eyes. This happens all the time now. If he had said that to me two years ago, I'd beat the crap out of him and make him internally bleed for a week.

But now I was so used to our constant fighting that had increased since we moved in together, I didn't even pay attention to it anymore.

"Fuck you harder, Brett!" I shouted back. I'm not too sure why. Brett always ended up saying 'fuck you' at me at least three times a week, and for some reason I always end up saying 'fuck you harder' right back. In my head it somehow makes sense.

I had been standing in the kitchen searching through the cabinets for something edible when I heard him run down the stairs towards me and I mentally prepared myself for a fight.

My back was towards him when he approached me. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me tight against him, resting his chin on my shoulder. I froze in confusion, until he put his lips to my ear.

"You don't know how much I would love that, Lucy." His hands crawled up slowly to cup my breasts, he squeezed them and then rubbed my nipples through my shirt. My head fell back and a moan escaped my lips.

I heard him chuckle sexily as his lips found my neck. He gently picked me up and placed me on the counter, how he could do that with extra weight in me I'll never know.

His lips traveled down my body and his hands lifted up my dress and slid my panties down my legs. He bent down and started teasing my clit. My hips thrust forward and I heard him laugh in response, but I was too distracted to care.

His tongue joined his fingers and I almost lost it right then. I threw my head back onto the cabinet and knotted my fingers in Brett's hair. His tongue entered me and my walls clenched and screaming, I came in his mouth.

I sat there panting as Brett licked me clean. He stood up with his signature smirk on his face, and kissed me passionately, cupping my face with his hands. "I love you, Lucy" he whispered when we broke apart.

I smiled a sweet smile that I save only for him, "I love you too."

I pulled him tight against me and he instinctively wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my temple and whispered another 'I love you' into my hair.

I know things are crazy, and I know for sure they're about to get a lot crazier, we have each other, and that's all I've ever wanted.

A/N: So, what did you think?

I know it's short, I'm sorry!

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