Chapter 12

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What just happened? Nobody is telling me anything, and dad won’t say what happened!

It’s a day after dad talked to Connor. Connor should be home in California by now, but he hasn’t called or texted me that he got there safe. I hope he’s okay…

          I am up in my room when I hear the doorbell ring. I run down the stairs, two at a time. When I get to my front door I adjust my shirt and hair. I am in boot-cut jeans with an oversized sweater and curly hair. I open the door slowly….

          “CONNOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!!!!!!!!!” I scream

“Happy birthday my love…” he says smiling

I can’t say anything, the words won’t come out. This must be a dream. Connor is in California, not on my porch in Colorado! But that’s the thing about Connor Franta, you don’t have to say anything; he knows what you need and want.

He pulls me into a deep kiss. I start to cry when our lips touch. I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday present.

          I look behind me only to see my dad, standing there smiling. He can see how happy I am. He can see that Connor is good to me. He can see that I really love him.

          “Daddy!” I say as I run into a hug.  “So I take it the talk went well?” I laugh

          “You tell me” dad says, still smiling.

I can already tell that the next few days are going to be filled with Starbucks, Arizona tea, cats, and sleeping, and I couldn’t be more excited.

Author's Note:

It will take me a while to think of the next part. Sorry! Originally this was the end of my story, but I want to try to continue! If I can't think of anything, I'll let you all know. Stay tuned for an Author's Note soon to see if I will be continuing, or starting my Glee fanfic!

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Thanks! See you soon! :)

-Keiira

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