~Haven’s POV~
“So you chose Tristian?” Aleecia asked as we got ready for the wedding.
“Are you surprised?” Grace snorted. “I mean it was always going to be him.”
“Yeah, I suppose. But what are you two going to do in different states?” Aleecia questioned.
“We’ll figure it out.” I answered. I didn’t want to take the attention off of Grace by telling them that I was moving to New York.
Tristian talked to Avery this morning, who was thrilled to hear that I would be coming there too. I think it was all going to work out perfectly. This was what was meant to happen.
“I’m gonna go check on Heath.” I stated.
As I reached the door to the boy’s room, Logan stepped out of it.
We stared at each other for a moment. “You look beautiful.” Logan whispered.
“You look really handsome.” I offered.
“I’m sorry for how I left things last night. I just...I’m tired Haven. Tired of pretending everything w
And that's a wrap on this story! I'm so delighted to have finished! It went in so many different directions that I never could have imagined, but I'm so grateful for the journey! I hope you all enjoyed reading Haven and Tristian's messy yet passionate love story! If you wanna stay up to date with other things I write my i n s t a is @momariestories! Thank you all so much for reading, commenting and giving gems! You guys are the best! ~Mo Marie
~Haven's POV~ The Devil is everywhere. Especially outside this store. Don't get me wrong, I love collecting donations for the church, but some of these people really need Jesus! I cried out as a quarter bounced off of my chest into the jar. The guy walking into the store laughed. "You're welcome, Jesus Freak!" "Why do they have to be so rude?" My best friend Grace asked, pushing her glasses up on her dark brown face. Her chocolate eyes were filled with annoyance. "They don't know God, therefore they don't know love.” I said calmly. "At least he donated, I guess." "Thirty more minutes and then we're done?" She begged. "Yes, fine.
~Haven's POV~I was beyond furious after dropping Tristian off. What's his problem? Who throws quarters at people?And saying that Gabe pleasures himself to substitute the fact that we don't engage in premarital sex is just ridiculous! He knows nothing!Sure Gabe gets a little intense and grabby when we make out, but he's more than aware that we have to wait. He's never verbally said that we should take things further, but his actions when things get hot and his breath gets shallow do indicate that he wants a little more.He'd have to wait.Tristian is still a jerk and completely wrong.I took a deep breath and reminded myself that we're not supposed to judge others. That's not our job,
~Haven's POV~ I could barely sleep that night. I was always incredibly excited for the first day of school. And knowing I had art classes only made me even more excited. I had the perfect dress picked out. Knew exactly how I would do my hair and had brand new art supplies. I was so ready. I was up before my alarm went and I got ready for school eagerly. I texted Tristian to make sure we were still meeting early so I could show him around the Art Department. I got an immediate response. I wasn't sure how to feel about what Tristian had told me last night. He said I didn't seem happy with my life, only comfortable. And now he was making his mission to help me. I wasn't sure what that entailed, but he was wrong about me. I love my life
*Tristian's POV*I’d only known the girl like two months, but Haven has somehow captured my attention something fierce. She’s just unlike any other girl I’ve ever met. She's completely insane and yet makes so much sense at the same time. She makes me wanna tear my hair out and confess my undying love for her all at once.She's kind of perfect.I didn't think I'd feel this way about her. It's become so much more than about sex. Don't get me wrong, I still want nothing more than to make love to her. I wanted to be tangled in the sheets with her for hours on end while making her feel like she'd been to heaven and back.But I also have real feelings for her. I wanted to hold her hand and buy her ice cream and kiss that adorable nose of her. I want to hold her in my arms
~Haven's POV~I was so confused. I loved Gabe, I really did, but there's something about Tristian that pulled me in. These last two months we'd spent hanging out with each other had been wonderful. Whether it's doing art or obsessing over the many masterpieces in the art building at school or getting ice cream.There's never a dull moment. We're always talking and laughing and doing art.I know Gabe still didn't like Tristian and dislikes that we hang out so much. But I didn't know what to do. Tristian and I just connect in a way that Gabe and I don't. I can tell how much that bothers us. But to be fair, he is making hanging out with Trisitan much too easy. He's always busy gaming or whatever he and Jonah do on weekends.Heath really liked Tristian. They'd become gr
*Tristian's POV* I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but I couldn't help it. Haven was so close to me and she smells like strawberries like she always does and she's absolutely stunning. So I kissed her. My body felt like it had been set on fire! I had never felt this before. She's kissing me back hesitantly, but she's still doing it. I slip my hand in her hair, kissing her harder. She moaned against my lips. It's too much, I want her so badly. I'm allowed maybe a minute of tasting her utterly perfect lips before she pulled away abruptly and backed away from me. “What's wrong?" I asked. “You know what's wrong. You can't do that, Tristian." “Why not?" I asked, even though I knew the a
~Haven's POV~ Even though I was sure I wanted to be with Tristian, I wanted to give Gabe a chance to keep me. To see if he could make me feel the way Tristian did. Were making out, but I wasn't really feeling anything. I probably just have to work with him a little. I grabbed his hands put them in my hair. I liked when Tristian did that. "You want my hand in your hair?" Gabe asked. "Yeah, I thought it would be kind of hot." I smiled. "But you put so much work into your hair." "Well you can mess it up." I kissed him hard pressing against him. I still wasn't feeling anything. I was honestly kind of bored. I wasn't excited or damp or
~Haven's POV~ "Can we help you?" A girl now emerged from the covers. I looked at her in disbelief. “I was so close to getting off.” I shook my head. “No. I'm sorry I interrupted. That was...rude of me.” "Haven..." Gabe whispered. "Um..." I couldn't stay there. I couldn't look at him. I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that most of my life was a lie. I ran out of the room. I practically stumbled down the stairs. "Haven wait!" Gabe's voice called after me. I ran into the backyard. I couldn't breathe. My chest was closing up and I was crying and I was dizzy. I think was having a panic attack. I had to stop and lean against the house to catch my breath. "Haven, what are you doing here?"