Christian
"I love you baby" I say against her lips.
"I love you too" she pouts.
"Hey don't worry. I will be back soon. I promise" I kiss her once more.
"Okay get out of here! My parents will be up soon" she pushes me out of the window playfully.
"Ouch!" I feigned pain while holding onto my ankle- which is feeling better.
"Your fine Mr. Cry baby" she rolls her eyes and laughs.
I pout and then give her my panty dropping smile.
"Get out of here!" she laughs harder and shakes her head.
"I'm going!" I say while walking backward and smirking.
She waves goodbye, blows me a kiss then closes her window.
I chuckle and turn around and walk back to my car. I get in a start driving back to my lonely apartment in Seattle.
Ana
"ANA!" my mom yells.
Shit! I jump from the window when I hear my mother calling me from outside my room. I look down at myself and fix my sleep shorts and run my hand through my messy hair. I frantically look around my room to make sure that it doesn't look like anyone came inside my room last night. When I see that everything looks okay I take a deep breath and open my bedroom door.
"Hey mom" I smile.
"Good morning sweetie. I just wanted to make sure you are up" she smiles.
"I just got up actually" I explain and give her a tight smile.
"Well I want you to get dressed and come down for breakfast" she says with a smile.
She kisses my hair, turns around and walks down the hallway. I am about to shut my bedroom door but before I do, she suddenly stops and turns around. I open my door back up fully and look at her expectantly.
"Oh I forgot to tell you that Jose Sr. and his son will be joining us for breakfast" she says.
"Again?" I groan.
"Loose the attitude Ana. They are wonderful people, now please go get dressed" she says exasperated. I nod my head and tell her I will be down in a minute.
I roll my eyes and shut my door when she is out of sight. Jose Sr. is good friends with Ray, they were in the same Army unit together and that is how we met him. My father was introduced to the Rodriguez's a year ago and they have become frequent visitors at our house ever since. Jose is a year younger than me and goes to the same school as I do. I know Jose has a huge crush on me and my parents have tried to get me to go out with him but I am not interested in him that way. My parents do not know that Christian and I are together, they think that we are just really good friends. We officially became boyfriend and girlfriend a couple of months ago, and ever since then we have kept our relationship a secret. I know that Christian is six years older than me but we couldn't stay away from each other a minute longer.
It was a couple of months after I turned fifteen that I noticed Christian acting strangely towards me. We have always been close, he was my best friend, and I could always tell him anything. It wasn't just Christian. I have always had a crush on him. Ever since I met him, I was drawn to him. He was the most beautiful boy that I have ever seen. Being a nine year old, it was normal to have a silly crush on a boy but as I got older the feeling started to develop more strongly. Christian became a permanent figure in my life, and the feeling was mutual for him.
A couple of months after I turned fifteen, he started to come around more-which I didn't mind, and he would always stare at me strangely, like he was trying to come up with a conclusion to the most difficult math problem. Finally, after a few months, I asked him what was bothering him and he revealed that he had feelings for me. I was confused at first, and didn't know what he was talking about but after a few minutes of silence he blurted out those three little words…
"I love you" he whispers.
"What?" I frown.
"I think I love you" he repeats quietly.
"You…you do?" I whisper.
He nods and swallows deeply.
"I know that you're only fifteen, and I shouldn't have these feelings, but I can't help it. I love you Ana. I understand if you don't feel the same way but I want you to know that I love you" he says while looking me intently.
"I…" I stop because I don't know what to say.
I am in shock. I have always had a crush on him but is this love? He is right, he is older than me but he has never been inappropriate with me. I would never have guessed that he would even like me, let alone love me. A fifteen year old no less! Why wouldn't he like someone his own age? What the hell does he see in me? He can get anyone he wants for god sake!
"You don't feel the same way" he says sadly bringing me out of my thoughts.
I panic when he starts to get up from the grass. We are sitting in my backyard, talking about our days like usual when he comes to visit me on the holidays whenever he is home from school.
"Wait…Christian I…Why?" I finally say.
"Why what?" he says confused. He sits back down by me on the grass.
"Your older than me…I just didn't think you would feel that way towards me" I whisper and stare at my knotted fingers that are in my lap.
"I always thought you just saw me as a little sister" I whisper again.
He pulls my chin up with his index finger. When I look at him he has a warm smile on his face.
"Why wouldn't I feel that way towards you? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen Ana. Your right I am older than you but you think that would stop me?" he smirks.
I give him a shy smile and he reciprocates.
"Well…what happens now?" I ask while biting my lip and blushing.
"I don't know Ana…I don't know" he simply shrugs.
After that day when he confessed his feelings for me, I revealed that I felt the same way. We decided to wait until I turned sixteen to make it official. We saw each other as much as his schedule allowed, he went back to Boston. We talked on the phone at least once a day, and till this day we kept our feelings and our relationship from our parents. We decided to tell them when I turn eighteen and I hope we can keep it to ourselves until then. I know if my parents ever found out, they would flip.
Even though I was under sixteen; the legal age of consent in Washington, we never kissed or did anything inappropriate. God did I want too! I wanted to feel his lips on mine, his body against me. I wanted to feel close to him, but he kept his distance even though I told him time in time again, that it wouldn't matter because my birthday was around the corner. He never budged, and kept our physical contact to only kissing my forehead or putting his arm around my shoulders.
That is why I didn't take his calls when he missed my sixteenth birthday party. That day was finally the day we could take our relationship to the next level. I missed him terribly when he was away at college, I was looking forward to spending time with him. I knew he had to be somewhere that day and even though deep down I understood he couldn't be there, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt my feelings.
I love him, and when the time is right we will take our relationship to that next level. I smile at the thought and groan out loud.
"ANA!" my mom yells.
I jump and realize I have been laying on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about Christian. I shake my head and start to get dressed.
I put on a pair of blue skinny jeans, a long sleeved multi-colored stripped sweater and my gray bobs. I put my hair in a messy bun and I am good to go.
I walk out of my room and see that the Rodriguez's are already sitting at the table along with Ray and my dad. My mom is putting the rest of the breakfast dishes on the table while they all talk quietly. Jose notices me first. I groan inwardly when I see him beam at me and sit up a little straighter in his chair.
"Hey Ana!" he waves at me.
"Hey" I wave back weakly.
He gives me a beaming smile, and I give him a tight smile back and sit down next to him at the table. Jose is sweet and kind, and he is cute in a way I suppose but I don't like him like that, and I wish he would move on to someone else. I wish my parents will stop pushing him on me.
My mom gives me a wink before she sits down by my dad who is in a conversation with Jose Sr. and gives Jose a hopeful smile. I sigh and dig into my breakfast.
This is going to be a long day…
Christian
I have about twenty miles before I get to my apartment in Seattle. I have spent the entire drive thinking about my night and morning with Ana. I smile at the thought of our morning before I left. We laid on her bed and talked for about an hour, talking about anything and everything. I can't imagine what my life would be like without Ana being in it. I shake my head and cringe at the thought of being alone. A life without Ana. Its torture to think about and I push it out of my head and continue to drive down the highway.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz
I frown when I hear my phone buzzing in my pocket. I take one of my hands off the steering wheel, and struggle to get my phone out of my pocket. I finally get it out of my pants and answer before it goes to voicemail.
"Hello?"
"Christian" It's my father.
"What can I do for you?" I frown again.
The clock on my phone says its 9:37am. Why would he be calling this early? He usually calls me after he gets home from work.
"I need you to come to the office. I have some paperwork for you to look at" he explains with a deep sigh.
I hear several people in the background, and then his secretary's voice.
"I am not home…" I start to say when he interrupts me.
"One second son" he says quickly.
I roll my eyes and drive off the highway when I see my exit. It takes him about two minutes to come back on the phone and tells me he wants me to come in today and look at the papers.
When I graduated Harvard, I took a summer internship at my father's law firm that he shares with Carrick. I was thankful for the opportunity before I started back at school after the summer. It was a good experience for me, and occasionally my father continues to let me work some days when I am not attending classes.
I get off the phone with my father and make a U-turn so I can head to his office. It takes me about ten minutes to arrive, and I park my car and get out. I lock my car and admire the beauty in front of me that my father gave to me when I graduated Harvard.
It's a red Dodge Viper SRT-10 convertible. I fucking love this car. Our family usually buys Audi's but I had my eye on this baby for a while. I was fucking excited when my father gave it to me for my graduation.
I twirl my keys with my fingers, and walk away from my second love. Ana's first of course.
I walk up to my father's building and enter the first ground level. I see the blonde receptionist behind the glass counter eying me with lust when she sees me entering the building. When she sees me walking towards the elevator I catch her from the corner of my eye unbuttoning her white blouse further than it already is. I turn my head and glare at her which makes her blush and turn away from me. I scowl and roll my eyes and continue to the elevator, ignoring her.
I push the button for the top floor that takes me to my father's office. I get off the elevator when it finally arrives at the twentieth floor. I see his secretary at her desk typing away on the computer. She is a forty year old wife and mother of three. Her husband works with Grace at the hospital as a surgeon. She smiles warmly at me when she sees me walking up to her desk.
"Good morning Mr. Mitchell" she greets me warmly.
"Good morning Sandra" I smile back.
"Your father told me you were coming over. He is in the middle of a phone call right now. Would you like to wait or go on in?" she explains politely.
"I'll wait for him to finish" I answer politely.
"Would you like anything to drink?" she smiles.
"I'm alright, thanks" I decline.
"Alright, please have a seat. He will be with you in a moment" she directs me to the white leather chairs on the left.
I nod and sit down by the full glass windows. I pull out my phone out of my pants and send Ana a text while I am waiting. Five minutes go by and I am just about to put my phone back in my pocket when I hear the elevator ping. I don't look up until I hear heels clicking on the white tile floor. Then I hear a voice that makes me cringe…
"Hello there step-son" She purrs.
I sigh heavily, run my hand through my hair and look up. In front of me I see my step-mother standing in front of me with a smug look on her face, and wearing all black. Fucking typical!
"Hello Elena"
AN: Hello readers! Here is the latest chapter.
I just wanted to say thank you for all of the reviews for the last AN. I will leave the chapter as is and continue with the story. I left it at a cliffhanger so I will try to update ASAP. Unfortunately from here on out I am probably going to have to write smaller chapters, since I am so busy and our closing date on our house is coming up here soon. Between that and class, and family I only have the time to write smaller chapters, so I can update more often. I planned to have this chapter smaller, but I had time to write so I took advantage. :)
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