Darling, you'll be okay

I awoke to sunlight coming through a window. Squinting, I thought to myself Where the fuck am I?

My mind was muddled briefly for a second and then I remembered.

Holy shit! I'm no longer a virgin. Tristan and I...

I looked down and saw his arm wrapped tightly around me. He was still asleep. I heard him breathe softly.

I reached for my phone that was on the night stand and turned it on.

Holy fucking shit. 23 missed calls from mom.

I tried to move Tristan's arm aside carefully without waking him, but I failed.

He moaned softly, "Good morning, lovely," he said. Then he noticed the expression on my face and asked, concerned, "what's wrong?"

"I have to call my mom," I said, standing up, crossing the room in a few strides, and closing the door behind me.

I went outside to his garage. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the dial button on my phone.

"Lena? Lena I've been worried sick! Why haven't you answered your phone?!" She asked, panicked.

"Mom, I told you that I was going to Tristan's this morning, remember?" I crossed my fingers. Please let this work.

"Your father said he went to check on you early this morning and you weren't in your room," she said, tone slightly angry.

"You mean my step father...? Is he sure he didn't dream it? Because I didn't leave until about 7am," I lied.

She sighed. "He does seem kind of moody lately. I believe you, sweetie. Have a good day with Tristan," moody.. Lately? How about always? But anyway, my plan worked! I let out a sigh of relief. That was almost too easy.

As I turned to go back in the house, Tristan was in front of the garage door. He gave me a drowsy half-smile. He was shirtless and his hair was a mess. Damn, he looks so perfect right now.

He walked over to me and kissed my forehead, soft and sweet. And then, he did something unexpected.
He picked me up and carried me.

"Put me down!" I joked and pretended to fight him.

He just smirked and threw me gently on his bed when we got to his room. He pinned me to the bed and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with equal affection.

He pulled away and stared into my eyes. "I have something for you," he said. He crossed the room and pulled out a small box from a dresser drawer.

He handed it to me. I opened the box and inside was a necklace with our names engraved. It read "Tristan and Lena, forever and always" and it had a diamond heart.

He looked nervous, "Do you like it?" He asked.

"I love it! It's perfect," I said. It's beautiful.

He smiled and swept my hair off my neck and latched the silver necklace on me.

"As long as you wear this," he said, "I will always be with you."

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