I wake up the next morning in Darry's strong arms. I looked up at my surroundings and realised I was still at his house.

His room was fairly simple just a wooden desk in the corner with some books, a window above the desk and his dresser. The walls were a plain creamy colour and had no decorations. I looked over at the wooden nightstand that matched the desk and sat next to his bed. It had a picture of a man and a woman that beared a slight resemblance to Darry. I guessed they were his parents.

I rolled out of his arms and sat up stretching my arms out wide. "Good morning beautiful." He groggily murmured. His morning voice was so hot, I turned around and face him "Good morning." I leant down and kissed him.

"It's a Saturday what do you want to do?" "Not go and see my parents." I reply straight away. "You will have to talk to them eventually darling." He sits up and rubs circles on my back. I stare into his eyes and nod then sigh and look away "I know, I know but I just hate what they have given me and what they said about you." He put two fingers under my chin and moved my face to his "Don't worry about me just worry about you. I would hate for you to lose your parents like I lost mine." He glanced over to the picture on his nightstand.

"But Darry I care about you a lot and I hate people bad mouthing you. And I hate that they are making me choose between me and you." I grumble and stand up realising I was only in my underwear and that made me smile.

"What are you smiling about then?" he raised an eyebrow at me. "I slept in my underwear and you didn't try anything at all...you're a real gentleman." I plop back down on the bed and wrap my arms around his neck. "Sometimes people don't understand just because I'm tuff doesn't mean I can't be a gentleman." He kisses me and then pulls away. "Breakfast?" I nod and grin "Race ya to the kitchen." I giggle and jump up. I run out to the kitchen and beat him there he takes a while to come out but he eventually does. "What took you so long?" I ask grabbing out a bowl from one of the cupboards. "Here." He chucked a plain white button down at me "You need some sort of clothes on in case the guys suddenly pop in at least all they'll see is a white shirt." I smirk. "What are you doing anyway?" he asked as I put on the shirt and did up a few of the buttons.

"I was going to make pancakes." "Oh I love pancakes." He licks his lips and places his hands over his stomach. "Go and sit in the living room I'll bring them out when they're ready." He nods and leaves to the next room.

I rummaged the kitchen for the equipment I needed and then raided the fridge for the ingredients. 15 minutes later and I had made enough pancakes for an army, I looked through the pantry and found some maple syrup.

I grabbed it and shut the door then took some plates out to Darry and finally the pancakes. "They smell absolutely delicious. Thanks darling." He leant over and kissed me. "No problems sweetheart." I smile and grab a pancake.

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I just finished the dishes when Darry walked back in dressed. "Hey, want me to take you home so you can talk to your parents or get some clothes?" he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my head.

I nod and sigh then turn around to face him and wrap my arms around his neck. "Yeah I have finally decided what I'm going to do."

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I got dressed back into what I was wearing before and walked back out into the living room to see Darry ready with keys in hand. "You ready?" I nod.

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We arrive out the front of my house "I don't think I can do this." My voice was shaking as I was shaking from nerves. "Yes you can darling I will be right out here for you." I nod once again and then exit the car and take a deep breath I gently closed the door behind me. I slowly walk out the red brick path towards the grand white front door. I take another deep breath and open the door slowly, walk in and then shut it behind me.

"Mother? Father?" I say loudly but the anxiety is clear in my voice. "Amelia?" my father calls from the living room. "Yes papa." I confirm and walk into the living room just off the entrance way.

"Oh sweetheart I am so glad you're back I was worried sick about you." He enwrapped me in a hug and rested his chin on my head. "I'm sorry daddy." I started to cry.

"Daddy I need to talk to you." He let me go and sat down in his arm chair and gestured to the white leather sofa. "Daddy...I know you may not believe me but I- I love Darrel. I don't want to leave him. He is a real gentleman he treats me like a princess and I think maybe if you got to know him you would like him. It's not his fault he is poor he lost his parents a few years ago. Please don't make me leave him Daddy. Please." I broke down sobbing into my hands when I felt his hands pull mine away from my face.

"You really love this boy Amelia? More than Matthew?" "Daddy I never really loved Matthew he was too cold, conceded and focused on money. Darry is so much better he doesn't care about wealth he just wants to be happy and he is so selfless. I really do love him Daddy." I tighten my grip on his hands. The corner of his lips turned upwards into a compassionate smile "OK sweetheart, then you have my blessing but just makes sure your mother doesn't find out." "How do I do that?" I ask sighing and throwing my head in my hands. "I'm not sure." He replies. We sit in silence for a moment. "Would you like to meet him? He's just outside." Father smiles "Of course dear bring him in." I chuckle in excitement and I ran out the door and towards the car. "Darry come on Father wants to meet you." I say opening the door. He frowns at me "What's the matter Dar?" "What if he doesn't like me?" I rolled my eyes "Darry he will like you now come on." I beg and shut the door.

We walk into the living room and my father stands from his chair. "Hello my name is Johnathon but you can call me John young man." He shook Darrel's hand and Darry's seemed to instantly calm down.

"Hello sir I'm Darrel but you can call me Darry it's nice to meet you." Father returns to his chair and again gestures to the sofa. Darry and I sit down next to each other. "So young man tell me about yourself." "Ahh, I am at school currently and want to become a mechanic when I leave school. I am very good with cars and I think I can make some good money from the job. I'm 17 almost 18 and living by myself because my parents died a few years ago." "It seems you have planned your future which is more than most boys your age can say." "yes Sir I am very serious about my future." "Please call me John. And do you love me daughter as she does you?"

I turned and faced Darry my nerves running wild. "Absolutely, Your daughter is the best thing that has ever happened to me John." Daddy smiles "Well I'm glad to have met you son but my wife...she...is very narrow minded forgive her for any inconvenience and harshness she delivers to you." "No John, it's fine I understand the reputation us lower class folks have but I can assure you I am nothing like most." Daddy nods and pulls his wallet out of his back pocket. "Here is some money take my daughter out for the day and spoil her." "Thankyou John but I can't accept your money." "You will Darry because it's not for you it's for my daughter but I respect your pride." Darry nods and hesitantly takes the money.

After getting changed (Outfit above) I run down stairs and meet Darry. We walk out the front door and towards his car "Well Amelia what do you want to do?" I shrug my shoulders "I have no idea."