The Savior-2

Chapter 2:
A Rough Start

(AN- well, time to type another chapter. I think I wrote about , at least, thirty chapters overall. I just looked back, I've typed way more. The news cast happened twenty minutes before I wrote it, not twenty minutes before you read this. I changed the names and some details for protection an comedy purposes. I don't live in New York. Please review and tell me what you think. disclaimer: I do not own a&o characters. I own my plot. Enjoy.)

Humphrey's POV:

Lilly walks out my door with the intentions of packing some of her stuff and moving in with me. I wonder how my mother would react. Ever since my dad- did that, my mom has been irritable and gets angry very easily. I hope somehow I can make this work, without starting world war three in my own apartment.

I shove the dishes in the dishwasher and start it. I look at my watch. 4:59. I sit on my couch an click on the news.

- Today on New York News, NBC 4, Five O'clock.

One person was seriously injured when a car crashed through the front of a Dunkin' Donuts store on Long Island Thursday.

A driver crashed a silver Buick sedan through the front of the Valley Stream store at about 3:30 p.m., officials swear.

The Fuzz believe the old fart driver of the sedan may have been trying to park his car when he stepped on the gas pedal instead of the brake. He jumped the curb, knocking down a handicap parking sign before plowing through the store.-

"I'm surprised he didn't have a heart attack after that rush." I sarcastically say.

- Bob Jonson, who works next door to the donut shop, told NBC 4 New York a customer inside was hit by and pinned underneath the vehicle.

"A guy was underneath the car, he got ran over," he said.-

"Duh!" I say aloud to the TV.

-The people staring slack-jawed on the sidelines [witnesses] said both the elderly driver and his passenger were taken away by ambulance.

Another person was seen being taken from the scene in a medical helicopter.-

"Must have run out of ambulances on the other TWO guys!" I say aloud.

-After police gathered evidence from the scene, the owner and his crew proceeded to clean up the store.

"I was glad I wasn't sitting in the front there by the windows," said Raif Balleir, a regular customer at the store.

"It could have been anybody, wrong place at the wrong time," said McDiggity Jones. "It was not a good sight at all."

The store hopes to re- *click*

"Only in New York." I say to myself, as I get up to go get the mail.

Lilly's POV:

I open the door and Kate runs up to me. "Where were you last night!" she demands.

"Oh, okay. The only time I'm actually safe is when you worry?"

"Well where were you?" she yells again.

"On the rooftop with a boy."

"What!"

"Oh, like you haven't done the same thing."

"What are you doing?" she asks as she sees me pack my stuff.

"Leaving this crap hole." I say, shoving more clothes into my bag.

"Where are you going to stay?"

"At that boy's house." I lift the bag and put it on my back.

"I knew it! You two had-"

"It's not like that!" I cut her off and run to the door.

"Fine! Go get knocked up for all I care." She spits at me.

"As if you are any better!" I scream and slam the door shut. As I walk back to Humphrey's room I start to cry. I never had that kind of a fight with my sister before.

I round the corner and bump into Humphrey. He sees my tears. "What's wrong Lilly?" This just makes me cry more.

He grabs my hand and guides me into his place. He tosses the mail that was in his hand onto the table and helps me to the couch. I drop my bag of clothes and sit down. He sits down next to me and I lay my head on his chest. I cannot help but a ton of tears escpae from my tightly shut eyes, and they land on his graphic T-shirt.

"We- my sister- fought- bad- yelling." I manage to say, embarrassed of how much I am crying in front of Humphrey. He shouldn't see me like this! He should be offended by how little the reason is, although he isnt. Even when I try to force this into my mind, I can't seem to stop crying. It is as if I hit some sort of emotional rock bottom.

"It'll be okay." he softly says, stroking my hair. This action calms me down, and the tears stop flowing, other than the occasional stray one.

I look into his eyes and I remember why I fell in love with him on the roof. The gentleness in his deep blue eyes wraps around me, causing me to feel safe and secure. His bright smile, lifting my spirits and making me feel great. The warmness of his heart, which pulls me in and carries me whenever I cannot get up.

This is the way true love goes.

I lose myself in his eyes, immediely forgetting of pain and troubles. I go where struggle and lonely aren't words, nor are they concepts.

I now know why I decided to follow Humphrey that night. It was fate. He was ment to lift the weight of the emotional toll I have been carrying for two years now. And with the heaviness he lifted, I feel as if I am floating.

I bring my lips closer to his and show him what love really means. We enjoy the moment, our mouths connected, forgetting everything else other than each other.

My hands find the back of his head and I pull him closer, and his hands rub against my back, electricity pulses throughout every place we make contact with eachother, and sparks fly.

I gently push him on his back, never daring to break the kiss. It feels as if I were to stop, I would lose it forever.

I am in a daze, and the kiss last for a long time. I don't know why, put we pull away and stare into eachothers eyes.

"Lilly." Humphrey whispers, still staring into my eyes.

"Yes."

"You have the most beautiful eyes." he says. I blush and give him one more kiss, even better than the last.

We stop and I rest my head on his chest. I didn't realize how tired I was, and I drift off on top of Humphrey.

(AN- wooooooohoooooooo! Best makeout scene yet! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I will update the other stories ASAP. I have bad news for my Werewolf in Jasper story though. Details in the next disappointing chapter of that story. Until next chapter, I have a quote that I love.

"A man that is kissing a pretty girl in a car, and is still driving safely, is not giving the kiss the attention it deserves."
—Albert Einstien.

:D -SilverWolf1500)