I know it's a short one but it's the second chapter in 15 hours so please enjoy. Thank you to everyone who reviewed or PM'd me yesterday-it really inspired me to write another chapter so soon. Hope you all have a great weekend. Best Wishes Mx
'Hey baby.' I say as I kiss Hannah cheek. 'You've been crying?' I sit on the sun lounger with her and pull her into a hug.
'My emotions are all over the place at the moment.' She says quietly. 'Matt, I'm not sure I want to go back to school next semester.'
'What will you do instead?' I ask.
'Go and work with mom in the florists.' She says.
'Hannah why? Your art. You're so clever.' I mutter. 'This is what your mom wants though.'
'I think it will be difficult at school, people will talk about the two of us. Whether I'm with you because of your money. If I am pregnant then they'll talk about that. It might be easier just to work with mom.' She says. I kiss her. 'Would you be OK with that if it's what I decide?'
'Of course. I've just been having a similar conversation with Christian. He wants me to work for him.' I say.
'And?'
'I've arranged to visit Cambridge when we're there and after the wedding I want to visit New York and Harvard. I want you to come with me to both places. If I don't feel any attraction to either then I want to leave school and start work, also if I can't start university for another year then I want to leave school and work and get some experience of Christian's and my businesses.' I say.
'You don't want to go back to school either.' Hannah says.
'No, I don't need any more qualifications from there. I was only ever going back as an easy option because I didn't know what to do and then because I wanted to be with you.' I say.
'No more school.' Hannah says.
'No more school.' I say and smile.
'I'll miss sitting next to you every day and competing to be top of the class.' She says and smiles at me.
'We could not tell anyone and just go back for a couple of weeks and have some fun.' I say.
'Some mischief.' She says and I nod and smirk at her. She smiles back at me. 'Will your mom get angry with you if she's called to the principal's office?'
'It's a risk I'm willing to take.' I say. 'I have four years of being good at school to make up for.'
'Christian will be mad.' She says.
'So. I'm older and will try not to get caught. It will just be harmless pranks.' I say. 'Hannah I did look at art colleges for you in New York and in England. Can we visit just in case you want to go? You can still leave school and take a year to do your portfolio.'
'OK we'll visit but if I decide not to want to go I don't mind you still going alone.' She says.
'What if there's a baby?' I ask.
'I don't know.' She whispers quietly.
'I want us to be together.' I say. 'A family.'
'Even if you're studying?'
'Yes.' I say.
'If I am your mom might be angry with you.' Hannah says.
'She was angry last time because we didn't use protection, this is an accident, a happy one. If my family are angry with me then that's up to them, we're old enough to look after ourselves.' I say.
'You'll still be hurt.' She says.
'Yes.' I say quietly. It will hurt so much if mom isn't talking to me. Last time was only a few hours and that was bad enough. 'If she's that angry I'd rather move away and not even be next door. That will hurt too much her being close and not speaking to me.'
'We'll see what happens later.' Hannah says and we hug each other once more. I take her sketch pad from her. 'I didn't get much done.'
'I can see that, do you want to do more now?' I ask.
'No, I might go and sit by the pool with Mia. Do you want to come?' she asks.
'I'll come down with you but I want to speak to Mrs Richards first and then I'll come and sit with you.' I say as I take her hand and help her to stand. I pull her into a tight hug and let my lips brush hers. 'I want you.'
'Now.' She whispers.
'Yes.' I say.
'No, I don't want you getting dizzy on me.' Hannah says.
'Please Hannah. It's a couple of hours til lunch. I'll sleep afterwards.' I say as I kiss her ear lobe and move my hand under her shirt to her breast.
'Matt…' Hannah starts.
'You know you want to.' I interrupt.
'Matt we should wait.' Hannah says with a groan. I move my hand down and inside her panties. 'No.' Hannah says more forcibly. I stop and pull away.
'I'm sorry.' I whisper and look her in the eye before turning my head away. She grabs my chin and turns my head back.
'It's still too soon. You need to take it easy. Please let's wait until tonight otherwise I'll be worrying all day.' Hannah says.
'OK Baby. Let's go downstairs.' I say as I take her hand once more.
'Go and find Mrs Richards, I'll meet you on the terrace.' Hannah says as we walk downstairs.
'OK.' I say as I kiss her cheek quickly and watch her go through the French doors. I then get distracted by the sight of the piano and I sit and start to play.
'You've been playing for an hour and you still sound sad.' Hannah says and she kisses my cheek.
'That long.' I mutter.
'What's the matter?' Hannah asks.
'Nothing really. I'm happier for seeing you.' I say and press a few keys. 'See.'
'I'm not convinced.' She says.
'Can I sing for you?' I ask shyly.
'Of course.' Hannah says and stands resting her arms and leaning on the side on the piano. I smile at her and then start to play.
'I was her she was me
We were one we were free
And if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
We were young we were wrong
We were fine all along
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
When you get to where you wanna go
And you know the things you wanna know
You're smiling
When you said what you wanna say
And you know the way you wanna play
You'll be so high you'll be flying
Though the sea will be strong
I know we'll carry on
Cos if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
When you get to where you wanna go
And you know the things you wanna know
You're smiling
When you said what you wanna say
And you know the way you wanna say it
You'll be so high you'll be flying
I was her she was me
We were one we were free
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
As I finish Hannah comes and sits down next to me and rests her head on my shoulder.
'Wow Matt, you just get better and better.' Hannah says. I shrug and then kiss her cheek before standing.
'Is it nearly lunchtime, I'm hungry.' I say.
'You're the master at changing the subject.' Hannah says.
'I've had plenty of practise trying to avoid talking about things with my brothers and sister.' I say. My blackberry vibrates in my pocket and I frown. It's a message from Christian saying he'd love that song at the wedding. 'Mia' I shout.
'Matt.' Hannah says in an effort to calm me down.
'My bloody sister, I don't get any privacy. I've got a good mind to book her on the next flight to Seattle even if it's in the hold.' I say angrily. 'Where the fuck is she?'
'Calm down, you'll make the situation worse.' Hannah says as she stands and hugs me. Her lips brush mine and then her hand is inside my jeans holding me, squeezing and teasing as I grow. I groan.
'You don't play fair.' I say gently and I kiss her ear.
'It's worked though.' Hannah says. 'You've calmed down instantly.'
'I need to be inside you.' I whisper.
'Later.' Hannah says. 'Go and find Mrs Richards, I'll go and speak to Mia, what did she do?'
'Either recorded that song and sent it to Christian or phoned him so that he could hear it. He wants me to play it at the wedding.' I mutter.
'OK I'll sort it out, you remain calm and go and eat something, it's still an hour or so until lunchtime.' She says and kisses my cheek before heading out onto the terrace.