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Malcom and Annalise 10

Annalise

I'd fallen back asleep in his arms, after telling myself I just needed to rest my eyes. It had only been a few minutes when I felt him moving from me and I whined and pulled him back to me and he laughed slightly. 

"I gotta go to work baby" he whispers. 

"Call in" I mumble and bury my face in his neck and kiss it. 

"Can't" he says softly and pushes my hair behind my ear. 

"I'll come over after if you want." he says and I nod into his neck. 

"give me a kiss" he says and he slides his arm from under me and pushes up and leans over me as I turn onto my back and he takes his hand and cups my face lightly and kisses me softly. 

"I love you" he says. 

"Love you too" I reply and he smiles and gets up out of bed and I sigh as I just watch him get dressed. 

I loved him. Every part of him. Inside , and definitely out. 

I look at his ass, his back flex as he moves and buttons his pants, his arms and his chest when he turns back to look at me and I look up to his face. I smile lazily and my eyes are heavy, and I feel like I'm in a dream. When Malcom left, I never thought I'd get him back. A part of me died when he broke up with me. It sounds dramatic, but anyone who has had a big heart break will know the feeling. When I slept with Josh, I knew for a fact, I'd never get him back. Yet, here we were, deciding to work on what we wanted, which was being together. I didn't deserve Malcom after what I'd done to him. The world , didn't fucking deserve Malcom.  Sure he broke my heart, but what kind of guy decides to forgive a girl for revenge fucking his brother? I didn't know how he could still love me. But I could tell just by the way he smiled back at me as he pulled on his shirt, that he did. 

He walks over again and leans down. 

"I need another kiss" he says and I smile and pull his by his shirt. 

"Me too"  I tell him as I pull him right ontop of me and he laughs as I wrap my naked legs around him and and he hovers over me as he kisses me, and our tongues fill each others mouths. 

"Dont go" I whine.

"I'll come right back after work" he says and I groan. 

"Text me when you get there?" I ask and he smiles and nods. 

"sure babe" he says and kisses me and then kisses my nose, then my forehead and gets up and I sigh as I watch him leave the room and look over his shoulder and give me a little wink as he leaves. 

I kick my legs under the covers and groan, throwing a mini private tantrum because all I want to do is kiss the guy, non stop , forever. Fuck jobs. Fuck living life outside of my bed. 

My door flies open and I jerk up and Lizzie is standing in my door way. 

I sink back into my bed and pull my covers over my tits that she just barged in on. Not that she's never seen them , so no biggie. 

"TELL ME THAT WASNT A GOODBYE FUCK AND THAT YOU TWO ARE BACK ON" she says so loudly and animatedly that I can't help but laugh. 

She screeches like a banshee and it pierces my ears as she runs over and jumps on my bed and knocks the wind out of me as she climbs ontop of me and hugs me. 

I laugh and then a second later I hear her sniffle.

"Lizzie, are you...are you crying?" I laugh. 

"I'm so fucking happy!" she sobs. 

Her tears , bring tears to my eyes, and god, I fucking love her. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her tight. 

"I just love you two together so much" she sobs and I can't help but laugh that she's crying like this. 

"Lizzie" I say and she squeezes me tighter. 

"Anna, let me have my fucking moment!" she says and I laugh harder and tears slip from my eyes as she showers me with her own.

"If im not your maid of honor , I swear to god I will die" she says. 

I laugh and pat her back. 

"Were not getting married" I tell her.

"Well, not YET" she says and I laugh and she pushes up. 

"you two are HELLA loud fuckers by the way" she says and I grin a little and shrug. 

"I was crying, while turned on, it was super weird" she says and I laugh and slap her hip. 

"get off me you weirdo" I say and she swipes her cheeks and then climbs off me and lays besides me and wraps her arm over me and snuggles up to me and I wrap my arm around her. 

"im so fucking happy for you babe" she says and I smile. 

"thank you, me too" I say and we both lay there hugging each other.

"Can you name your first born after me?" she asks and I laugh and she giggles beside me. 

"Or like, at least let me the god mother, oh my god, im going to spoil your babies" she says.

"Jesus Lizzie" I laugh. "Calm down, who knows if it will even work out...we still have stuff to-"

She gasps. "DONT YOU DARE SAY THAT! it WILL Work!" she says and I bite my lips to fight my smile as she glares at me. 

"Yes ma'am" I say and she sighs. 

"Sorry, but, im fucking invested okay?!" she says slapping a kiss on my cheek and then pushing up. 

"I know you are, and I love that you are, and that's why you're my best friend" I say and she smiles.

"Okay, but like...when i said I wanted to be the maid of honor, you didnt really say anything and I like..NEED you to tell me that I'm the maid of honor when it happens." she says and laugh. 

"Of course you would be." I say. 

"WILL be" she corrects and squeals and claps her hands together and shoots off the bed. 

She does a little dance. 

"Mom and dad are back togetherrrr" she sings and spins and throws her hands up and I throw a pillow at her. 

"you're an idiot" I yell and she catches the pillow. 

"rude!" she says and throws it back. 

"Get dressed!" she squeals. 

"We need to celebrate!" she claps her hands. 

"WE're gonna go buy you some sexy lingerie for your man!" she says and I roll my eyes. 

"Lizzie." I say, because the girl loved to spoil me. I adored her for it, her generous heart with everyone but she'd just took me out the other day. 

"I swear to god bitch, if you argue with me" she warns and I laugh. 

There was no winning with Lizzie. So I just nod.

"Alright, alright" I concede. She squeals again. 

"No limit! We're going to get you so many sexy things for him" she groans as she clasps her hands together and holds them to her chest. 

I laugh and shake my head, and then get up, get dressed, and let Lizzie drag me to the mall yet again. 


----


Throughout the day I text with Malcom, he checked in when he got to work, texted on his breaks and facetimed me on his lunch and then let me know when he'd be leaving to come back  to my apartment. 


Lizzie went bezerk at the mall. She was a mad woman, and not only bought me lingerie but picked out outfits for me that she thought would be good for our date nights. God love her. She was my favorite person, along with Mal. She convinced me that the money she spent on her dads card, was just a drop in the bucket and that she wanted to "invest" in me and Mal working out. I didnt stop laughing the whole day. 

She'd also not only spoiled me at the mall, but she bought me and Malcom and hotel suite for the night. the girl was nuts, because she also pre paid for us to dine in the restaurant there, which was apparently pretty pricey because she told me she pre ordered our meals so I wouldnt be able to order the cheapest thing on the menu out of guilt. 

She knew me too fucking well. 

Malcom hugged her and thanks her when he got to the apartment and she sprung the news of the hotel and dinner on her on us. 

"Lizzie, i'll pay you back" he tells her and she looks at him, offended. 

"no the fuck you will not , this is a gift, and you will take it, and you will have a good fucking time and make sweet sweet love as loud as you want...again" she teases and Malcom laughs and rubs a hand over his face and might actually even blush but he pulls her in for another hug and I hear it even though he whispers in her ear. 

"Thank you Lizzie, for this, for everything, for taking care of her" he says and I feel my heart beat faster, feel tears prick my eyes as Lizzie hugs him tighter and nods against his chest. 

"uh-huh" her voice cracks and Malcom squeezes her in a bear hug. 

---

I bring my bag of things with me for the hotel, and Malcom stops by a friends place and comes out with a bag. My eyebrows pinch. 

Why was he staying here and not at home? Josh. I bite my lip as I watch him smile and walk back to the car and then get in. 

"babe?" I ask and he turns to look at me as he slings his bag into the back seat of his car. 

"hm?" he asks and smiles. 

"You can stay with me ya know." I say and his smile falters only slightly. 

"I dont want to push you or force you to, I know that we just decided to work on this, but I want you to, and I know Lizzie would shit her pants for it." I say and he laughs. 

"yeah she would." 

"and if it gets to be too much, you could just tell me if it's too fast and that you wanna stay here or-" I ramble on because I know living together might not be the best idea, but i've missed him for years. Fucking years, and I wanted to keep him close, selfishly. 

"I'm not scared to go fast with you Annalise." he says. 

"I'm scared of going too slow, and wasting more time not having what I want." he says and I swallow hard. 

"If Lizzie is cool with it...and you really want it...I don't think we should fucking wait...I think I want to fall asleep with you and wake up with every morning." he says and I nod my head again and again. 

"Me too" I say. 

"The best way to work on this is to be with you. Not apart from you." he says and I my heart bursts and I throw myself across the car and my arms around him and cry into his neck. 

"I love you so much" I cry happy tears like a little baby and he wraps his arms around me and kisses my temple and then rubs my back. 

When I'm done crying from happiness and kissing the shit out of his gorgeous face , he holds my hand as he drives us to the hotel. 




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