I wake up to a soft voice calling my name. Light kisses are pressed on my face, making me smile.

"Go away." I tease, burying my face into my pillow.

"Wow rude." He laughs, his hand on my stomach. I squirm.

"You know I'm ticklish." I scold him.

"I know." He gives me one of his one hundred watt smiles before getting out of the truck. He comes around to open my door. I stuff my pillow and jacket in the middle and grab his hand to get down. I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his, his arm snaking out around my waist and pulling me closer. We pull back a few seconds later and I look around. I see a house but other that that it's too dark to tell where we are.

I look up at him questionably.

"You'll see in the morning. For now, let's get inside." He kisses my forehead and, without moving his arm, guides me to the house we parked beside.

He turns on the light and I shield my eyes, it being so bright. He apologizes and flicks them back off then grabs my hand and leads me into a room. He flicks a small lamp. He led me to a bedroom.

"We can sleep in here. Or you. I don't have to sleep in here. Or you can go find a other room or something..." he trails off. Looking awkward. I go up and pull the covers up and get under before reaching over and grabbing his hand and pulling him down beside me.

"You sure?" He asks.

I cover my mouth to hide my yawn before nodding. I grab his arm and throw it around my waist before scooting closer to him and laying my head on his chest.

"You mean a lot to me, Astor Campbell." I sigh.

"Well, Miss. Rebecca Summers, you mean the world to me." He runs his fingers through my hair and presses a light kiss to my temple.

I smile, not just any smile. Not the fake kind or the kind that looks sad. No I smile a happy smile. And for once, I think it might actually stay.

I'm smiling even as I doze off into a comfortable sleep beside Astor.

He makes the world seem good again.

And for that reason, for just a moment, I'm glad Scott tried to do what he did. Because if he didnt, I might have never met Astor. I'd never have felt happy again.

He makes me so happy, that sometimes, I wonder what I did to deserve him.

Sometime in the night I wake up; feeling all hot and sweaty. I peek my eyes open and see Astor sleeping peacefully beside me, his forehead pressed against mine, his arm wrapped securely around my waist, his pointer finder wrapped around the belt loop of my pants. I press a kiss to his forehead before unwinding myself and getting up.

Grabbing my glasses and my phone from the night stand, I fumble around for the flashlight on my phone, pressing my finger against it on the backside of my phone so it's not too bright.

Tiptoeing down the hall, I look around and spot the kitchen on the other end of the hall. After taking a quick pit stop by the bathroom, I rummage through the cabinets, looking for a cup.

"Ah ha!" I spot some glasses on the top shelf. Me, being me, I climb onto the counter, reach up and get it, before safely lowering myself back down. I turn the foist on a put a few ice cubs in the cup and sit down at the table, scrolling through my social media to see what I've missed.

"Taylor Miles slept with Jonah?!" I whisper to myself as I read the daily school news.

Seventeen year old Taylor Miles and eighteen year old Jonah Morrison were caught in the cafeteria getting 'handsy' after a sweet talking, Taylor persuades Jonah to breaking into the principals office after school. Specifics were left out due to profanity, but we can confirm that both Taylor and Jonah will not be in a school for a few weeks.

Other reports...

I stop reading and look around. I see a flower plant by the window and go over to it. Turning my attention back to my phone, I  scroll down to the Local News In Your Area.

After reading about a bunch of drug arrest and similar stuff, I go to my snap chat and send my streaks before getting up to head back to the bed room. Pushing in my chair, I turn to head down the hallway when I see something from the corner of my eye out the window. Turning towards it, there's nothing there. I crouch down below the table, hoping the lights hide me if anyone is outside. Since the window is fainty cracked to let air in, I hear the crunching of leafs outside. Heart racing, I keep my finger pressed on the emergency dial for 911.

"Rebecca?" I jump from my skin. My head hitting the table when I hear the voice from behind me. I put my hand on my chest to steady my breathing as I look up into Astor's sleepy face.

"God! Don't sneak up on me like that!" I grip the sides of my head, calming down my breathing and stopping myself from getting another headache.

"Rebecca?" He asks, I look up with a raised eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" He gets down and helps me stand up, keeping a hold of my incase I fall.

"I... it's just I was out here sitting and drinking water and I get up to go back to bed and I see something and then I start hearing things... it's probably just my imagination," I lie. "Let's just go to bed. I'm probably just tired." I grab his hand and pull him down the hallway, stopping to turn down the temperature before climbing back into the bed.

"You sure you're okay?" Astor asks ad he wraps and arm around my waist and pulls me towards him.

"I'll be fine, babe." I peck his lips. "Get some sleep, sleepyhead. Goodnight."

He mumbles a 'night baby' before dozing back off.

I stare at the ceiling, thinking until almost 6am. It can't be... no... I thought... it's can't be him... how could it have been?

Shaking my head, pissed at myself for over thinking all this, I turn my head into the crook of Astor's neck, letting his deep breathing and calmness take me into a nice long sleep.

Hey guys. Long time no see. Sorry I've been busy lately. But I'm trying to get back on track. Small and slow updates will be coming up. And soon this book is coming to and end. But no worries, there is another book to come after this. Just keep an eye out.

It's called Loveless, and is already up on my profile. Go add it to your library so you will be the first to read it and you'll get notified when I update. If you havent, do the same to Fearless. Spread the word, keep up with updates, and let me know what you think.

Love you all!

-Marissa

Ps. Happy Late New Year and Merry Late Christmas