15 : Moving on and moving out

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Kenzie's POV

School would be over in three weeks and 5 days.

I got back from the hospital yesterday and after a long chat with mum, it was decided that I should move in with Alan.

Oh and My Father never visited me at the hospital. Although it hurt, I couldn't care less.

I walked into the store Taylor worked at.
Chocolate sensation.

"Hey blondie," I greeted.
"Hey. It still hurts we aren't going to the same University." She started wailing for the thousandth time.
"It's not my fault your going to dance school. You could always come act with me, Al and Lexi. There's room enough for one more,"

She giggled.
"Tempting, but I can't. Instead, I'm gon be stuck with Dylan, and Axinna. Ughh"
I laughed, wiggling my eye brows at Dylan.

"I'm beginning to picture a Mrs Taylor Davidson."
"Oh my goodness ken! I'm not even 20 yet. Could you please stop it! It's beginning to get frustrated."

"All I see is looks. Handsome Dylan,-"
"Oh! Hey Alan!"
I could almost hear the smile in Alan's voice when he replied.
"She was troubling you wasn't she?" He asked.
"What's my job except to do just that?"

He leaned down, kissing my cheek, as Dylan made his way over to us.

Over the last couple of months, he had become closer to us.

And plus, Alan needs a male in his life anyways.

"I still have to do a double check on you guys. You sure you're not official?";
Alan grinned boyishly.
"Not yet,but anyway, I have to steal her so goodbye," he said, pulling my hands.

"Can't you at least be patient? Let me say my proper goodbye to Dylan," I scolded

Dylan laughed.
"It's fine. Really,"
"Call me maybe!!" Tay screamed as we exited the place.

Alan's phone rang, so he let go of my hands to pick up.
"Yo, ken?" Dylan called.
"Yes?" I asked, turning around.
"Catch,"
And my hands caught a KitKat.

I looked back at him smiling.

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"We there yet?" I whinned.
"Hold On and keep walking, Kenzie,"
"But I feel so blind,"

He should know that I have no patience.

He FINALLY removed the blind fold from my eyes as i looked around, I gasped.

"Is this- is this what I think it is?"
He put an arm over my shoulder.
I looked around in awe.
The sitting room was a big one. The couch was designed in an attractive way, and it had a large TV.
I walked over to the kitchen.
It was designed in ash walls, making it highlighting.
The hallways was long and had a golden chandelier hanging in the middle.
It had five rooms.

I turned to Alan, meeting his beaming face.

"This house is...." I trailed of.
"Ours," He completed for me.
I couldn't speak anymore, so I just jumped on him, my legs wrapping around his waist.
"It's so beautiful, Alan."
"It is. And our college isn't up to a 30 minutes drive from here."
I smiled at him again.
"How could you even afford it?"
"It was a surprise gift my dad gave me. I and Lexi have to share, though. I hope you don't mind,"
I laughed.
"Lex is my best friend. Of course I won't mind,"
"Come on, one more thing you need to see," He said carrying me to a room.
It had a king sized bed. In front of it, there was a large wardrobe and a big tv that hung on the wall.
There was a couch set Infront of  the bed, facing the tv.
Above the bed, there were pictures of the both of us.

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