Maybe a summer can change everything.

Hazel

I know Luke is outside the door telling York what happened. Now York and my dad go back really far and not for good reasons. After a few minutes I hear a small knock on the door.

"Come in." I says standing to sit on my moms bed.

"How are you baby girl?" York ask pulling me into his arms. Before I can hold back the first tear, and I am bawling.

"Why would he do that to me again?" I ask into his shoulder.

"I don't know baby girl." He says rocking me back and forth telling me everything is going to be okay, even though it is not going to be.

Finally I decide to quit feeling sorry for myself. So I get up from York's lap and start pulling out my moms clothes and folding them.

"What are you doing?" He asks giving me a funny look, as I am walking to the door to let Luke know we are done.

"Luke." I say and then I pause, "Will you help me?" I ask pointing to the closet.

"Yes baby I'll help." Luke says pulling me into a hug.

"Me too, baby girl."York says pulling some clothes out and throwing them onto the bed.

By four a.m, everything is cleaned floor to ceiling.

"Get ready to change rooms York, your no longer a guest."I tell him laying back in the newly dressed bed.

"Sweetheart you don't have to do that." He says smiling at me with a knowing smile. And heading to his room to grab his stuff, Luke and I decide to give York some time to settle in. So we head stairs, when we get to the kitchen I see the mess down there. Almost instantly I start cleaning before I know it I have cut myself on one of the pieces of glass I picked up.

"Come on baby, give it a minute." He says pushing me into the living room. Just falling on the couch I give in and crawl into his lap falling asleep.

By morning we are both tangled together I feel Luke's phone vibrating against my stomach. Poking him in the ribs, to wake him up.

"Your phone." I says when he opens his eyes to look down at me.

"Umm sorry." He says reaching down into his pocket.

When he is finally off the phone he looks down at me smiling.

"What?" I ask looking up at him.

"You are beautiful." He says giving me a kiss on the forehead.

"Really, cause I know I have really bad morning breath." I say hiding my mouth, so I am not breathing on him.