~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?"
~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
~Haven’s POV~Tristian was right.I wasn’t as happy as everyone thought I was.Up until now I couldn't figure out why. I knew something was missing, but didn’t know what it was.I now knew it was Tristian.It was strange because there was nothing wrong with Logan. He was perfect. But maybe too perfect. Sure that sounds dumb, but it was true.When we had gotten together he was exactly what I needed. Sweet, funny, loyal. During that time in my life, I required that kind of man.But three years later, things are different. I’ve grown as a person and while Logan has grown with me, I wasn’t sure he grew into someone that complimented the person I had grown into.Tristian had.Or had he? Was this me trying to relive a time in my life that was long gone? Did I still have that bad boy fantasy or something?I wasn’t sure. What I did know was I almost h
Three Years Later~Haven’s POV~Planning a wedding was not easy.It’s even harder when it’s not your wedding that you're planning.I was the Maid of Honor for Grace and Heath’s wedding that was in a mere five days!I was relieved that it would be over soon. I was ready to fully get back to life without thoughts of flowers and table cloths coming up.I sighed and sat back in my seat. Finally the work day was done. I looked next to my computer at the framed photo of me, Mom, Heath, Grace and Logan at mine and Tristian’s first and last gallery exhibit together.Mom passed away nine months after that. It was easier than Dad’s death. We knew it would happen. We were prepared. It was still painful.I felt guilty about the sense of relief I felt. I didn’t have to take care of her anymore. I could fully pursue my career after that and I did.I was now the cu
~Haven’s POV~Logan had been kind of distant with me since the trial. It had been a week of tiptoeing around the issue, but I just couldn’t take it anymore.“Logan, baby, is something wrong?” I asked.I knew we had to talk about what I had said at the trial. I hoped he wasn’t too upset with me.“Did you mean all that?” Logan whispered. “That he was your best relationship? He’s the love of your life...are you not happy with me Haven?”“Of course I am. Logan I love you. I meant that! At the time yes it was everything to me and I felt like my life had crumbled. But you’ve made it better. I’m happy with you. That’s why you’ve been the one by my side through this whole ordeal. I couldn’t have gotten through without you.”Logan studied me before smiling. “Alright. Good. Because I love you too and you being happy is the most impor
~Haven’s POV~I couldn’t believe what Mr. Vera was suggesting.That Tristian could have something to do with my father’s death. He would never.Tristian was a lot of things. A liar, a manipulator, a bad boyfriend. But he was not a murderer. He wouldn’t hurt me just so I would get closer to him.The defense lawyer was really going out of his way to try to prove Trevor’s innocence. The crazy thing was that Trevor himself didn’t seem like he wanted this. I think he actually wanted to take responsibility for what had happened.“Haven Campbell, please come to the stand.”I was shaky as I was sworn in. My eyes found Logan and then I felt safe again. He was like my anchor.“So, Ms. Campbell, you were with Mr. Fletcher the night of the accident, correct?” Mr. Rush questioned.“Yes, I was.”“And was there a moment where Mr. Fletcher could ha
~Haven’s POV~ I wish I could have nothing to do with the trial. I just wanted Trevor to be punished for what he had done and leave it at that. I wanted this painful time in my life to be over so I could move on for real. I hadn’t spoken to Tristian since Kent’s party. I was disappointed by his behavior towards Logan. He made him out to be some devious guy that wormed his way into my bed. But Logan wasn’t like that. He was sweet and sensitive and absolutely perfect. I was glad I was with him. +++ Before our day in court I had to find a way to calm myself down. So of course Logan and I had sex. I loved the way Logan looked at me when I was on top of him. How he bit his lip as he watched me and would close his eyes when it felt extra good. He would grip my hips and make me go faster, the sound of his moans increasing. “Fuck Haven,” He gasped. Logan pulled me down to him and kissed me before rolling on top of me and thrusting into me quickly. “Right there baby.” I murmured.
*Tristian’s POV* I was going to get Haven back. I had to. I couldn’t let Logan win. Haven was my girlfriend and I needed her. I just had to remind her that she missed me. That I was the hot bad boy that had made her want to change her life. She couldn’t resist me when we first met, so she shouldn’t be able to resist me now, right? The only problem about that was I needed to enlist Viola's help. I needed Haven to think that she and I were back together to make her jealous and realize how much she truly missed me. Easy enough right? “No.” “What do you mean no?” I demanded. “I am not going to help you trick a girl with a dead father and a dying mother!” Viola exclaimed. “Okay, but why not? You’ve never had morals Vi, what’s changed?” “All that I’ve done is fucking up my karma! This is gonna make it worse. Find another girl, Trissy.” “Another girl won’t bother her,” I groaned. “You will though. She’ll be foaming at the mouth.” “I’m not doing it.” She crossed her arms. “You
~Haven's POV~“Shit. Fuck. Haven, I'm so sorry.” He rolled off of me pulling the covers up.“Why?” I asked.“I feel like I just completely took advantage of you just so I could finally fuck you. I was thinking with the wrong head.”“Well I wasn’t exactly protesting. You did nothing wrong.”“Yeah?” Logan whispered. “I’ve been trying to control myself with you and I just lost control.”“I’m glad you did. I was tired of waiting.” I smiled.“Was it good for you?” I nodded. “Good. It was amazing for me.”I pulled him to me. “Then we should keep doing it.”Logan smiled back and kissed me. “It doesn’t have to mean what I want it to mean.”“What do you want it to mean?”“That I’m your boyfriend.”“It could m
*Tristian’s POV*This was worse than when I blew up the building.I thought people hated me then, but that was nothing compared to how much everyone hated Trevor after finding out what he did. And they hated me by association.Grandma didn’t even go to church that Sunday. She said the whispers were loud enough at the grocery store and she couldn’t take it.Everyone whispered about me at school and gave me dirty looks. No one talked to me in class at all.Even my friends were avoiding me. But I think that had more to do with them being pissed that I’d lied to Haven again. Aleecia and Logan didn’t speak to me at all. I could tell Cam wanted to, but never did if Logan was in the vicinity. Kent was the only one who openly and actively talked to me anymore.“So how’s Haven?” I asked.“Dude, you know she’s bad. Her dad is dead and her mom has cancer.” Kent s