*Flashback ends*
Then I suppose, planning started and here we ended up in our own apartment with pictures and stuff everywhere. We're not the neatest people in the world. Clothes scattered around the rooms, garbage here and there... I'm surprised there's none of those creepy crawlers around. I sighed and heaved myself up... well since there's all this crap in the house... might as well clean it all up in case any visitors drop by.
Just as I was about to bend down, I heard the door lock click signalling it was being opened or locked...which means Austin's home! Quickly, I tip-toed carefully to the door and found him dropping his keys off at the counter near the kitchen. Finding the right position I ran for it and leaped on his back.
"Gotcha!" I chirped wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Oh shit! Help! Someone! A monster is on my back! Get it off!" He screamed sarcastically, running around in circles.
"Did you just call me a monster?!" I asked, slapping the back of his head.
"Oh shoot, now the monster's got my head! Ahh!" He screamed, once again in sarcasm.
"You be careful of what you say mister," I warned, pinching his lips together.
He let go of one of my legs, removed my fingers from his mouth and kissed my palms.
"Nah I'm fine," he said, chuckling.
I growled at him and kissed the back of his neck.
"I'm bored, let's do something."
"Like what?" He asked waggling his eyebrows.
"No way. Perv."
"Aww c'mon you could carry my pups… make everyone happy," he whined, pouting.
"Austin. No. First, we just started school a few months ago, and second, there's still like 3-ish years until you graduate, and half a year till I do."
"Yeah... but I don't plan on staying here for the full 4 years of Uni," he stated dropping me on the sofa, we had at the corner of the apartment.
"What! Why?"
"I wanted to spend time with you... that was the entire reason of coming here; or else I would've stayed in Seattle and looked after the pack."
I tried giving him a disapproving look but 'aww' managed to slip out of my mouth. He rolled his eyes at me and threw me over his shoulders.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?!" I screamed, kicking and whacking his back.
He ignored my actions and just kept heading for our bedroom.
"You bastard! Put me down!" I demanded, now pounding my fists on his butt.
He chuckled, then slapped my butt in return.
"Awh hell no. Did you just do what I think you just did?" I asked. Without letting him reply, I spoke again. "Austin Jeremiah Lane, put me down before I kick your ass!"
"You're not strong enough."
"Is that a challenge I hear?" I asked, not moving.
"No sweetheart. That was a statement."
"Screw you." I yelled out, lifting a leg moving in position to kick him in where the sun doesn't shine.
"You really wanna?" he asked smirking.
"Maybe..." I mumbled and kicked him.
He groaned but didn't do much. Dammit I missed about an inch.
"Love, your aim sucks." He spat, grinning now.
"No it doesn't!" I shouted, swinging my knee up.
He growled, put me down and tumbled to the ground cupping his balls. Groaning, he started rolling around.
"Damn girl. What's in that head of yours? If you keep doing that, we'll never have kids!" he shouted, flinching.
"I wasn't plann-"
"Mrs. Lane! Mr. Lane! Is everything alright?" I heard a neighbour call out.
How many times did I have to tell her I wasn’t married to Austin!
"Yeup everything's fine!" we both shouted, at the same time.
"Are you sure? Com'ere and open the door. It doesn't sound like things were fine in there."
I glared at Austin who was slowly getting up, then wrapped an arm around his waist, walking to the door.
"Hey," I greeted, looking into the eyes of our elderly neighbour.
She looked at us in shock, mumbled a few words then walked ofssleepy*f.
"Right..." Austin muttered, slamming the door closed. Then he turned to me with an evil grin. "Okay Miss Thomas. You're in trouble."
I squealed then ran for the room. I tripped over a stash of clothes that I left in the hall and his arms crept around me.
"No more escaping missy. Dead is dead."
"No stay away from m--." Before I could finish the word I was laughing hysterically. He was tickling my belly and well... lets say I am tough and strong, but I am extremely ticklish. "S-stop! Stop, I beg you! I'll do anything! Just stop!"
"Anything?" he growled, smirking sexily.
"A-anything!" I screamed out, as I squirmed in his arms.
"Well then love... you're coming with me."
"Oh shit. Did I say anything? I meant nothing!" I screamed diving for the bed.
"Sorry Love, too late now, you're mine," he growled kissing the spot right beneath my ears.
"Don't," I squeaked, as I squirmed in his arms again.
He ignored me and kept kissing downwards, removing my hoodie.
"A-austinnnn!"
"Sssh," he hushed. "I promise you, even if you do carry my pups, it won't interfere with schooling.”
"I highly doubt that!"
"Love, just hush."
"But—" I started but never finished, because he flipped me around and smashed his lips to mine.
I moved my hands up his chest and held him close to me. Out of nowhere he pulled away, whimpering from the loss.
"Not objecting anymore are you?"
"Shut it and kiss me!" I commanded, bringing him down again.
I felt him smile against my lips, and then his hands slowly slid down...