Reeds POV
It's unbelievable. I have literally only know Kat for like an hour or so, and she is already the collets girl I have ever met. She's funny, smart, sweet, and absolutely beautiful. She told me she wanted to show me something that's special to her so were heading there right now. While we're walking, I was complimenting her and was being all cheesy, but she denied it all. I can't help wondering...why? It's obvious that she's an amazing girl, so what makes her think all this negative stuff about herself herself? I'm just gonna wait till I think it's the right time to ask that. But first, there's one question that's been burning the inside of my head.
"Kat, where were your parents earlier?" I asked her. As soon as I asked that she stopped dead in her tracks, face pale. I was about to tell her it was ok and she didn't have to reply but she beat me to it by saying,
"I'll tell you when we get there."
Speaking of which, I still have no idea where we're going. We walked for about another 2 minutes and then she stopped. But all that was in front of us was this huge sewer pipe.
"This...... Is it? The special spot?" I asked chuckling
"No dumbass, just follow me," she said giggling. I usually would be offended if anyone but Kat called me a dumbass, but when she did it I knew she was joking and it was SO cute. Anyway we walked through the pipe, and when we got to the end I was shocked to see a beautiful river. It was away from everything. There was no houses, no roads, just this peaceful river. And to top it off, there was a treehouse in the trees above. (http://www.ceneonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/Two-Tree-House-Plan-on-The-River-337x339.jpg)
"This is amazing" was all I could say.
"Isn't it? I know you have asked me a lot of questions so let's go up into the treehouse and I'll explain it all."
After she said that we walked up the ladder into the treehouse. It wasn't to fancy inside, but it was modern yet old fashioned. It was a great mix of the two. There was a fridge inside along with a tv and couch. She went to the fridge and grabbed herself and myself a Pepsi. Then we sat on the couch, and she asked all about me.
"Well, I'm also a singer and I-"
"I know your a singer silly! I'm like your #1 fan."
Her words made me feel butterflies in my stomach. SHE likes MY music?! I was shocked.
"Wow. That's a huge compliment, thank y-" then it hit me. I can't believe I didn't think of this before.
"Kat, what's your last name?" I asked her. If she says Cook I'll loose it.
"Why?" She asked
"Just wondering."
"It's Cook."
As soon as she replied I couldn't breathe. She was the one. The girl who sent me that letter. I can't believe this.
"Wait, didn't you- nevermind." I was going to ask her about the letter but I didn't want to tell her quite yet. I wanted to know more about her.
"Ok well I've told you everything about me, so now it's your turn."
She sighed and closed her eyes. Then she began to explain... everything.
"Ok well, umm my mom passed away when I was 2 from a heart attack. My dad liked drinking...a lot when my mom was alive, but now......he's addicted to it. I can't even remember the last time he was sober. He has done some pretty awful things to me. And he works at a bar which doesn't help. Now I don't even want to get started on school. I'm bullied everyday,and I have no friends. Soooooo yeah, that's basically my life."
I sat there looking at her. I was so surprised. She seems like the kind of girl everyone would love. I didn't know it was possible for some to bottle this much up. I knew that she was basically a ticking time bomb. With all of this bottled up inside, she will sooner or later explode. While being lost in thought, I looked over at her to see tears building up in her eyes.
"Come here" was all I said.
She looked at me for a second, the crashed into me, breaking down into tears.
"It's ok, I'm here now." I said trying to comfort her.
"It's so hard" she quietly said.
Then we just sat there. I held her in my arms, never letting go, not even moving. I was to afraid to ruin this moment. I don't know why, but I can't help feeling like I need to stop her tears from flowing, I need to tape her heart back together and fix what people have done to it. After a few minutes her tears stopped and she looked up at me. Her head had been on my chest, and when her beautiful brown eyes looked up at me, I could tell there was more she wanted to say, but she didn't. She had obviously said enough for today and I didn't want to push her any further.
"Thank you," was all she said
I was about to reply when I saw something. It was a guitar. A sexy guitar, just like mine.
"Can you play that?" I asked her (hoping the answer was yes).
"Why else would I have it?" She asked giggling.
She must have seen my tumblr video (http://reeddeming.tumblr.com) (go to that link then scroll down a bit and you can see the video "biggest turn ons and turn offs") in which I explain my love for girls who can play guitar. This girl goes and gets 40x hotter when I didn't think it was possible.
"Can you play me something?" I asked making the best puppy face I could.
"....fine." She finally said.
She picked up the guitar and started playing What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction. By the end of the song I was shocked. She played like a professional.
"Can you do something for me?" She asked.
"Ofcourse, what is it?"
"Can...you sign this. It's on my bucket list." She said.
I was so proud of myself for earning a fan as special as this. No. I was so proud of making a friend with someone like this. Being able to know some like this. I took the guitar from her and signed it 'To a beautiful princess,
Remember, keep your head held high or else the crown will fall. :) ~Reed Deming'
She read it and smiled. That smile was going to be the death of me. Then my phone buzzed with a text from my mom saying I needed to walk home. Kat read the message, so she started walking to the ladder and I followed right behind her. When I got home I asked her if she needed anything and she said no. Then I gave her a good, long hug and walked inside. As soon as I walked in looking at the floor with a big smirk on my face, I was startled to look up and see Blake and my mom smirking back at me.
"What?" I asked
"She a pretty girl. Hope you two get REAL close." My mom said walking out I to the kitchen.
I can't believe they saw me with her. But then Blake said something that shocked me.
"...She's hot!"
With that I punched him in the guy and said
"Back off bro, she's mine."
And with that I laughed and headed up to my room to dream about Kat.
Hey hey hey!! I know this chapter is sort of long, but there was so much that I needed to add! Lol anyway I added some links in the story for a video of Reed that was posted on his tumblr page, and a picture of what the treehouse looks like. Let me know if the links don't work. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!!! Lave a comment below and make my day! LOVE YOU MY LOVELIES!! ~Kat

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