"Can you slow down? We aren't going to be late." Sarah moaned, checking her watch to make sure they were on time.
"I know, I know. But I just want you to meet them and for them to love you like I do..." Seth raised his eyebrows then quickly added, "Well maybe not exactly like I do!"
Sarah chuckled softly. Nerves began to creep up into her stomach, but she tried with all of her strength to keep them down.
Only this morning, after a week of being sick, had her stomach decided not to throw up. But maybe it was waiting for her to be in the most embarrassing scenario.
"Hi dad. Is Rachael here too?" Seth asked, hugging his dad once the front door had swung open. He didn't need to ask, his sister, Rachael, and her husband were stood a few metres behind his father. Sarah walked carefully a metre back from Seth, not wanting to barge in on the family scene. She stared in on the scene, like a ghost. It was almost like they couldn't even see her there.
Then Seth turned around with a broad grin, his hand pointing towards Sarah. He wrapped it around her waist and pulled he close to him.
"This. Is Sarah. Sarah, this is my dad, sister and brother-in-law." Sarah shook each set of hands, a trembling smile sitting across her face. Every few breathes she had to make sure she was breathing properly and deep enough.
"Shall we go through to the garden."
Seth nodded, kicking off his shoes. Sarah followed his lead.
The day went well. For most of the it Sarah was getting asked about her family, pets, hobbies, interests, how her and Seth met – all the usual topics. Then it was Sarah's turn to ask. Her and Rachael clicked instantly and they were laughing about how Seth really hadn't grown up much when Seth and Spencer got up to get more beers. The pair walked off together, talking about sports.
"I'm just going to use the loo." Sarah said, pulling herself out of her fold-up chair and setting her empty beer can on the floor.
"Sure, first door on the left." Rachael answered, whipping out her phone to send a small message.
Sarah stalked off to find the toilets. As she went past the living room she heard to male voices. At first she carried on walking but then she heard her name. She froze in her walk and quietly sidled up to the wall where the voices were coming from.
"So what makes her so special, do you think she's the real thing?" It sounded like Spencer.
"Yes." Seth answered immediately. "She is the best thing to happen to me. Spenc, I've never felt like this before."
"I know how you feel mate."
"But she's so different to what I normally am into. I mean she's amazing but- with her I see a future. I could see us having kids together."
There was a silence for a couple of minutes, Sarah tried to keep her breathing under control and the smile off of her face.
Then Sarah began to hear foot steps coming towards her direction.
"Shit." She whispered, turning swiftly and heading straight for the bathroom door. She just managed to shut it before the door she had been next to opened and the two men began to walk back out to the garden.
Sarah exhaled heavily, leaning against the door frame for balance. She began to laugh. Laugh harder than she had in years. This was surely the best feeling ever.
When she had finally controlled her laughter she went outside to join the family.
The rest of the night they sat around a roaring fire, eating and laughing. Sarah finally came and sat on Seth's knees. She rested her head on his chest and allowed her eyes to sink her into sleep.
When she woke up she could feel the ground moving beneath her and the gentle purr of an engine filled her ears.
She gently stretched and forced her eyes open. Seth was staring ahead at the road. But when he realised Sarah was awake he stared at her.
"Hi baby." Seth said, gently rubbing Sarah's thigh.
"What's the time?"
"3am, we're just coming into LA now."
Sarah nodded to herself then stared out of the window. A thoughtful gaze set in her eyes. After 10 minutes of no talking and Sarah still staring out of the window, Seth began to look worried.
"Are you okay honey?"
Sarah didn't answer at first, she carried on looking out of the window and then finally opened her mouth to speak.
"There is a moment, when you say to yourself. Oh... there you are. I've been looking for you forever." Sarah took a deep breath, then stared at Seth.
"That is how I feel about you. Forever is such a long time, but I've been searching that long for someone who would make me half as happy as you do. My search came to an end when I met you." Seth looked down at Sarah, not knowing what she was saying but somehow understanding. They both sat in the still car, now at their house.
"I don't know if what I'm saying is making any sense. So maybe I can... maybe I can show you." Seth's eyes were full of confusion as Sarah stepped out of the car, opened his side of the door and took his hand. She pulled him to the front door, gently opened it and she walked straight to the grand piano.
She sat down and prepared herself. She fought the nerves, pushing them back down inside of her. You know the song, just play it
Her rough skin covered hands carefully grazed over the keyboard, and she began to play a simple and slow song.
She couldn't sing all to well, so she hummed the tune – hoping that Seth would know it and sing along. His eyes opened wide as he realised what she was playing. He counted in then began to sing the next line.
"...But I'd wait a million more for you, Nothing prepared me for, What the privilege of being yours would do."
Seth's voice was wonderful, wonderful for all songs. It had that dreamy feel about it. But for this song, it one wonders. Sarah joined in, her voice like no others Seth had ever heard. It had a twang to it, a good one. One that made the song very personal.
"If I had only felt the warmth within your touch, If I had only seen how you smile, when you blush. Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough, Well I would have known, What I was living for all along. What I've been living for."
"Your love is my turning page, Where only the sweetest words remain. Every kiss is a cursive line, Every touch is a redefining phrase."
The pairs voices wove together, complementing each other perfectly; in a way either one of them had not been able to imagine.
"I surrender who I've been for who you are, For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart, If I had only felt how it feels to be yours, Well I would have known, What I've been living for all along, I've been living for."
The last of the words got caught in Sarah's throat. No longer could she sing, the tears overwhelmed her. She didn't know in her mind why she was crying, but her heart knew that one for sure. She stopped playing and pressed her hands against her eyes, swiping the tears away. Seth was still by the door, his breathing heavy.
He slowly walked over to her, his legs shaking. He took her hands in his and pressed his forehead to hers lightly. He held back the tears but one escaped his grip. It tumbled down past his cheeks and snagged on the side of his lips.
Slowly he whispered two lines of the song.
"Though we're tethered to the story we must tell; when I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well." Seth took a deep breath and forced his eyes open. Sarah's eyes were squeezed tight, keeping the tears from falling out of the flood gates.
"Sarah, I'm always going to be here. Right next to you, and especially right there!" He said pointing to her heart. He wiped the tears away from her eyes
"You know in the short time I've known you, you've become the best part of my life." Sarah murmured back, her eyes opening and adjusting on Seth's perfect maroon sockets.
"Mhm. But you know the problem we're going to have now."
Sarah cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrows, "What?"
"I'm never going to be able to leave you alone."
Sarah chuckled and flashed Seth a crooked smile. He nodded with a smile back and then kissed her firmly. He placed his hands softly on either side of her face, her lips parting slightly. His tongue roamed inside of her mouth.
Seth's hands wandered down to the inside of Sarah's thighs. He began to rub her legs gently. Sarah moaned quietly into his shoulder as he kissed her neck. Seth picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. With his lips still pressed against hers, he carried her over to the sofa and set her down.
The TV suddenly flickered on. The pair abruptly stopped and their heads swivelled around to watch the sudden noise filled room.
They both looked back at each other and began to giggle. Seth lowered his head so it landed comfortably on Sarah's neck. He breathed out and then carefully picked himself up off of her body and allowed her to get up.
He raised his arm up and Sarah gladly rested her head against his chest. They wrapped their arms around each other and nestled in for a morning of watching TV.
At 11am Seth bent himself over Sarah to check on her. Her blue eyes were clamped shut together, The Walking Dead obviously having tired her out.
Seth laughed to himself, put the series on pause and went into the kitchen. He began to make him and Sarah some breakfast – a full English breakfast.
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