~Kat's POV~
When I got home and walked inside my mom was in the kitchen and Bret was in the living room. "Hey, we gotta talk." Bret snapped. I sent Ally to her room with a toy I bought her. She ran off excitedly. Bret walked up to me. "Listen you're 20 now, you need to move out!" He snapped I nodded and walked to my room I started packing. And then got a text from Chandler.
Him: can you climb out your window?
Me: sure.....
I wondered why he wants me to climb out my window. I climbed out my window and saw Chandler in a tree behind my house. "What are you doing!?" I laughed. "I. Um I was trying to get to your window. I almost fell though so I just texted you." He said with a smile almost falling out out the tree. "You're gonna hurt yourself. Get down." I laughed again. "I need to get to your window." He said smiling. I gave him the hold on look and walked inside my room. I looked around until I saw a board to my bed that was never attached. I put it out the window and set it on the branch he was standing on almost knocking him down and he climbed across. We went back in my room and I walked over yo my suitcase and continued packing. He looked around. "Where are you going?" He asked. "I am being forced to move out. So I need to find a place to stay. I've been looking in some websites and found a small one bedroom apartment and I'm gonna move out tomorrow." I explained. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. And smiled. "Making it on your own huh?" He smirked. I laughed. "Yeah. So, why did you come over?" I asked. "Can I not come see my girlfriend when I want to by climbing up a tree? I want to see you." He smiled. "Okay, what's the real reason?" I asked smiling. He laughed. "I really wanted to see you. Is that okay?" He smirked. We both smiled. And I started packing again. He walked over and helped me pack. We got done packing and I walked downstairs and made dinner. Everyone ate and then everyone was off to bed. Me and Chandler went to my room and sat on my bed. We held hands and I put my head on his shoulder. I love that we can just sit there and hold hands and not say a word and be perfectly fine. We sat there for like an hour and then I got up and finished getting my stuff together. Then I got in bed and flopped down on my pillow. Chandler came and laid next to me. I fell asleep singing with Chandler. He sounded good I sounded like a dying moose. I woke up the next day and Chandler was already gone. I started to sit up. And smelt eggs and buiscuts. I looked over to see a plate on my night table with a sticky note.
