SPOV:

DID SHE JUST CALL ME BEAUTIFUL? WHERE THE HELL ARE WE GOING? I trust Tegan, I'm not going to freak. I'm fucking glad she totally passed my house. My mind going a thousand miles an hour.

I get out of the car as soon as we arrive at a restaurant I assume for breakfast. I round the car as Tegan hurries ahead to the entrance of the place and opens the door for me "Thank you." I smile big and walk in and turn to look at her "Anything for you." She winks and steps inside. She's such a cutie.

I take my place beside her wrapping my arm around hers and griping her sleeve in a fist so my arm dangles there. "Just two?" A tall blonde asks walking to us "Yes." Tegan replies. "Follow me" the blonde smiles at Tegan really big, like obnoxiously big. My stomach turns, my fist tightens on Tegan's sleeve then I release it and shove my hand in my sweatshirt pocket. We get to the booth and I take my seat across from Tegan, I look at the waitress who is now eyeing Tegan up and down checking her out. My jaw clenches "so what would you like to drink?" The lady says in a gross try and be sexy voice. "WE," Tegan says clearly "would like one Black coffee and I'll take an orange juice." Tegan answers for us.

My eyes shift to her and she is smiling at me. My cheeks burn up "I'll be back then." the waiter walks away. "You are so oblivious." I whisper she laughs "I'm not, I know what she was doing, and I have no interest for her." "Ohm." I'm quick to reply "she's not my type." Tegan states. "You have a type? What is your type?" Tegan smiles, "Sure do, I want someone who is down to earth, sexy, smart, loving, has a good heart, artistic, beautiful, amazing, brown hair, hazel eyes, cute smile." I sit silent for a while watching Tegan as she stares at me with a new look in her eyes "good luck finding someone like that." I whisper, she bites her lip.

The waitress comes back rudely interrupting, loudly setting our drinks down "what would you like to order?" She says monotone "I'll take uhh… whatever she's having" Tegan randomly points to a woman across the room, I try to withstand the laugh that is trying to escape my lips. "I'll take.." I pause having problems controlling myself, I choke it back "the hash browns and toast." I say then bursting into a giggle. Tegan chuckles and the lady walks away clearly now annoyed.

I mindlessly reach across the table and play with Tegan's fingers as I let my mind drift. My family is going to kill me, especially because I'm failing to show when everyone knows Trevor is going to pop the question. I mean, I seriously would have said no. I would probably be disowned before I could even finish saying the simple two letter word.

Mmh, Tegan, my mind shifts. Her face fill my mind. I unknowingly bite my lip in a smile that forms on my lips. Beautiful is what she called me, I'm for sure. She.., I just.., there is no words to explain what she means to me, I want her, in every way possible. When i'm around her I feel safe, loved, and content. She's the most amazing creature to walk this hell of an earth. How did I get so lucky for her to end up in my life? She has an effect on me and it sends me on a frenzy, I find myself needing her touch.

TPOV:

We finish our food and I give the waitress a small tip, making Sara giggle.

We get in the car and I decide to tell Sara where we are going. "Okay so you might hate this but I decided this morning I didn't want you going anywhere near that pig, Trevor, so I packed a bag and called my mom. She said we could spend thanksgiving at her house." I glance over at Sara expecting her to be a little unsure but she has a huge smile on her face and says, "That's so sweet of her! And you! Thank you Tee." Then she leans over and hugs me tightly. "Are you sure you're okay with this? I mean my mom's great but we could head back and I could take you to your family's house. She pulls back and quickly says, "No, trust me this is way better." I smile and start the car.

We grab a quick lunch and get to my mom's just before dinner. When we turn the corner and my mom's house comes into view I see her standing in the yard waving with a gigantic smile. Ugh. Sara starts giggling and I groan but smile.

My mom is opening Sara's door before I even put the car in park. Sara steps out and my mom grabs her into a hug. "It's so nice to meet you. Tegan talks about you all the time." Shit. I get out of the car and my mom moves from Sara to me. I glance over at Sara and see the biggest smile on her face.

We head inside with our stuff and as soon as the door opens I can smell fresh bread. My mom must of started cooking the moment I called. I smile back at my mom and she says, "I just whipped up something quick. I figured you guys would be hungry after such a long ride." I open my mouth, about to reply, but Sara beats me to it, "Oh I'm STARVING. It smells so good!" My mom's grin grows and I smile at Sara. We head upstairs and put our stuff in the guest room, then head back down. We eat dinner and my mom and Sara talk nonstop. Mostly about books I've never heard of.

When Sara and I head back upstairs I decide to take a quick shower. I spend most of the time thinking about Sara and how much I wished she was in this shower with me.

When I'm done I find Sara already passed out in the bed, still in her clothes and shoes. I slide her shoes off and then slip into bed with her. In the morning I wake up with her head on my shoulder. She is still asleep which surprises me. I guess yesterday really wore her out. I lay there for a while not wanting to disturb her but then decide to get up and get her coffee, since she always does so for me.

I go downstairs and am greeted by my mom. She smiles and says good morning then, "So is this Sara your new girlfriend? Because if so.. I definitely approve." I smile and look down, my cheeks burn as I mumble, "No, not yet." My mom laughs and I quickly pour two cups of coffee and then head back upstairs.

When I open the door, I see Sara sitting up in bed looking out the window. She looks so peaceful and happy. She turns to me and her smile gets bigger. "You brought me coffee?" I nod and hand her a cup. She takes a sip and sighs, "This is really good." I laugh and then sit down on the bed.

She looks up at me and we stare into each other's eyes for a moment. Sara looks down, smiling. I reach across her, brushing my arm on her leg and set my coffee down. She watches my every move. Then I take her cup from her hands and set hers down next to mine. We are inches away and I look at Sara and see her glance down at my lips. I slide my hand up her leg and then place it just behind her neck.

Then her phone rings.