Anna And Her Boys (Sequel)

Chapter Twelve: Please Don't Go

A/N: Just a head's up, things kinda get gruesome ~ I tried to make it as less descriptive as I can in case someone finds it triggering or horrific (if you do so, just skip to Anna's POV).

ALSO, sorry it's so short. I had a massive writer's block after the first Lover Boys POV :S PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

-Face plants-

Word count: 5003

Lover Boys' POV

"HAKUNA MATATA, IT MEANS NO WORRIES." Anna yells, dancing while I frighteningly grabbed onto the wheel as she does some dance moves to the Disney soundtrack she had put on.

"HANDS ON THE WHEEL." I yelled, panicking as we neared a corner.

Anna laughs, snorting in the process of doing so and put's her hands back onto the wheel - thank the Oreo lord.

I chewed the bottom of my lip while I looked at her, wondering what her reaction will be. "You never did tell me who the special lady was."

"Pardon?"

"You said you needed help choosing a ring for a girl you're in love with, but you never told me who it was." She glanced at me while I did my best to stare straight ahead.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"She's nice, right? And can cook?"

"Yes and no-ish."

"Damn. I wanted your beloved to make me food."

"Why?"

"If she's marrying you, that makes her my sister-in law, and I can only bake and make spaghetti." Anna grumbles, upset that she couldn't cook that much - boy she's going to be surprised when I - oh god, what if she says no? "When do I get to meet her?"

"Soon."

"Uh-ha." Anna nods, pulling up to a mall two hours away from our - her home. Getting out of the car I follow the dark blue dress wearing brunette, who was almost skipping into the mall. I follow her, watching as she suddenly grabbed onto my wrist and started to drag me up some stairs and into a jewellery shop.

"Alright, pick a ring." Anna throws her hands up and spins around on the spot.

"Err, little help?"

"You really should have brought someone else for this thing, I have a terrible fashion sense as well as the fact I'm more food and sleep driven than anything else." She looks around, look a bit confused and intimidated with the jewl's surrounding us.

"Want to start over there?" I pointed to the left.

"Sure." We walk forwards and she stood awkwardly by my side while staring at the rings. "Err . . . what's her personality like?"

"She's kinda like you actually."

"Going for the awesome one's, eh?" She says, crumping while I tried my best not to laugh.

"Why are you crumping?"

"It was much better than the other dance move I had in mind." Anna mumbles quietly, her eyes glinting - or was that just her contact lenses? Nope, she was thinking of some scandalous dance move, I put my money down on that.

"Uh-ha . . . So, is there any catching your eye?"

Anna shrugs, walking around while staring down at the jewelry with a scrunched up nose. "Oh, that one." I peer into the glass case and stared at the ring, it was a diamond ring. "Oh shit - I hope you can fork out the money for that one." Anna muses.