Hi Guys! I know this is short but this is just a little idea of something I've been writing. Let me know if you want more!:)

Sophie x

Ana POV

I don't hate my parents, they are just overbearing at the best of times. They have a hard time accepting who I am and that's not what they want me to be, so you can imagine how fun being around them is. Also, ever since I hit eighteen they've been asking me about a boyfriend, and when I did introduce them to someone they've always hated him. I tend to go for those who aren't 'socially accepted' and I suppose in a way it's just to piss off my parents, but in all honesty rebellion turns me on. Conformity is boring, and I will never be what my parents want, I've accepted that. They on the other hand, have not. So you can imagine my surprise when I get a call from my mom as I walk down the street and into a nearby Starbucks with my new boyfriend Jose, a guy that makes all the others seem like clean and smart doctors or lawyers. Jose is about six foot three, and packed with muscle. He's got tattoos up and down his arms and across his chest, piercings all over his face and just general bad boy looks, which is what I go for. At twenty one, I don't want to settle down, flings have always been my preferred way to interact with the opposite sex. Jose and I have been together for three months, which is probably the longest fling I've had. As I sit down I answer and hold the phone to my ear. "Mom?"

"Anastasia Darling." I cringe at what she calls me. I hate my full name being used, it's just an awful reminder of everything that happened.

"Hi mom." I try my best to sound pleased when all I want to do is strangle myself with my bag strap.

"How are you sweetheart?" Just as I'm about to reply Jose chooses this moment to lean into my ear and ask what I want, and he's not quiet about it. "Darling, was that a boy?" I sigh and wave Jose off.

"Yes mom." There's a pause before my dad speaks up.

"Is he, your boy?" I roll my eyes.

"Yes, dad. He's my boyfriend. I'm with him at that coffee place I showed you when you helped me move in. We've been together for a few weeks." I say a few weeks because if they know it's actually reached months they'll expect an engagement within days.

"Well, is he nice? Or is he like the others?" I clench my teeth and stop myself from shouting at them.

"He's nice, not like the others." Just then Jose appears with my coffee and starts nipping and kissing my neck, making my head roll back. "He's very, talented." I close my eyes while I feel his hot breath on me.

"Well then, you wouldn't mind us meeting him would you?" I press my lips together in a hard line.

"I suppose not." No freaking way.

"It's a good thing were nearly outside then isn't it?" My eyes snap open and I gasp.

"You what?" I sit up so fast that I knock my coffee and it spills all over Jose.

"Jesus Ana!" He grabs napkins and scrubs at the coffee stain.

"We're just walking down the street now. See you in a moment honey." She hangs up and I stand.

"You have to leave." I say, grabbing hold of him. He looks at me confused.

"What? Why?" I push him away as he holds my wrists.

"My parents are here." His eyebrows raise and he stops fighting me.

"Parents? Fuck no. See ya later babe." He grabs my ass and kisses me roughly before bolting out the front door. I sigh in relief and then panic rises in me as quickly as it left. I still need a boyfriend. A nice boyfriend. I look around the room trying to find a guy that looks good enough and then my eyes land on a guy. The perfect guy. He's gorgeous. Copper coloured hair and muscles trying to squeeze their way out of his tight fitting grey tshirt. As if he knew I was looking at him he looks up and I inhale sharply at the grey colour of his eyes. He looks equally as mesmerised as I do and I can't think why. So I march up to him and put my hands flat on the table.

"I need to ask you something, and it's going to sound crazy."