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by loveulikethemovies

by loveulikethemovies

Skylen's POV
So it's Halloween well it's the 30th which is the twins birthday. I decided to call Dalton.
"Hello" I hear from the other side.
"Hey"
"What's up kid? I was just about to call you."
"Oh really what about?"
"Ill ask later. What's up?"
"The twins are having a Halloween birthday bash thing tomorrow and I was wondering if you wanted to come because I don't like parties and I've been in Texas over a month and you're still my only friend besides Ophelia who is pranking kids with Max or something."
"I would love to kid but I don't do parties."
"Please Dalton. I hate them too but my mom is making go."
"Ok fine."
"Yay! Now what were you going to ask me?"
"Oh yeah. What are you doing for your costume?"
"No idea."
"I was hoping you would give me ideas. Now I actually have to think."
"Yeah because thinking is so hard."
"Haha you're so funny."
"I know. How about I'll be Fat Amy and-"
"You can't be Fat Amy"
"Why not?"
"Because you aren't fat. Be Becca"
"Ugh fine. But you have to be Benji."
"Deal."
"Yay!"
"Well I got to go. We're recording. See you tomorrow?"
"Yep. Tomorrow. They said 9 but show up when you want."
"Bye"
"K. Love ya. Bye" he hung up. Did I seriously just say love ya? Ugh what is wrong with me? It just slipped out. I say it all the time to my family. Ugh!

Dalton's POV
Did she just say love ya? She probably says that to everyone. What does Benji wear? I'll figure it out tomorrow.

Skylen's POV
It's 9:30 and everyone is already here. Where is Dalton? I heard the door bell so I squeezed through the crowd of young adults to get to the door. I opened it and there was Dalton. "You made it!" I yelled over the load music while giving him a hug. "Yeah. Hey where's your costume?" he asked. "Where's yours?" "touche" "come in." he came in and we continued to talk for a while about literally nothing. Finally I couldnt take it anymore. It was to load. I hate paries. "Hey Dalton you wanna get out of here?" "please I hate parties." "follow me." I led him out side and we started walking down the street. "So is this where you take me to an ally and kill me?" he asked. "Maybe... JK no. I'm taking you to my place."
"your place?"
"Yeah. My place. Back home I had a swing set I went to all the time to get out of my head. Or in my head. Figure things out stuff like that."
"So your taking me to Georgia?"
"No I'm taking you to a tiny park with 2 swings. 1 slid and 1 bench. It's so small people never go there."
"How far away is it?"
"We're here."
"I've lived here almost my whole life and I have never seen this park"
"Exactly." I walked over to the swing and sat down. I was expecting Dalton to sit on the swing next to me but instead he pushed me.
"How did you find this place."
"I was feeling a little homesick a while ago so I started walking. Not thinking where I was going. Not caring. Just walking. And I found this place. I FaceTimed my brother and he said I should make this my place. So I did. And no one knows about it except for me Alex and now you."
"I feel special"
"You should" we both laughed and he continued to push me.
"So Skylen Vera Jones"
"That's my name"
"How have you been?"
"Good. How have you been?"
"No don't just give me the I'm good thing. I'm going to ask again. How are you?"
"Actually, better."
"The dreams?"
"They don't come as often they still come but it's better. I've actually been able to sleep this week."
"I'm glad. What do you think made it better?"
"New place. Knowing I'm far away from him. Knowing i have someone who can protect me." he smiled.
"My turn." I got off the swing and he got on and I pushed him.
"Can I call you Vera?"
"Can I call you Louis?"
"Ok. Skylen it is."
"You can call me Sky or Skylen or Jones or kid or what ever but not Vera."
"Why not?"
"It was my aunts name. she past before i was born but my brother knew her and he says I'm exactly like her. So he calls me Vera. I've always been close to my brother. It's just a sibling thing I guess."
"Ok I respect that. Can I stick to Kid?"
"Haha! Yes"
"Awesome. Now sit down." I sat on the swing next to him and he stopped swinging and looked me in the eyes. "Why?" I asked "why what?" "why do you want me to sit?" "I wanted to see a pretty face." I blushed and our conversation continued.

Dalton's POV
We were talking and swinging having an amazing time. Im so glad I Came to this party.
"How old do you want to be when you get married?" I don't know why I asked that but I did. "Dalton I swear you're more of a girl than I am."

"what does that mean?"

"you've asked me to play 20 questions, truth or dare once, one time you asked me to play kiss marry kill. And now you’re asking me when I want to get married. Do you want me to tell you my wedding colors too? Sometimes I think you’re gay."

"I'm not gay trust me. You're too pretty for me to be gay." she blushed and turned her head away from me to hid it. I giggled at her. She’s so adorable. “I want to get married right before I turn 21.” she said while turning her head back to look at me. “Why right before you turn 21?”

“Because then I can’t drink at my wedding. Because if I drink too much I won’t remember my wedding and I want to remember the best day of my life.”

“You’re so freaking smart it’s not fare.” I said. She laughed. “How old do you want to be? If you even want to get married. Most musicians don’t want a family.”

“25. I’ve always wanted family. I’ve kinda always wanted to marry young.”

“I guess that makes 2 of us.” she said with a huge smile on her face. Why does she have to be 17? Why can’t she be at least 18, then it’s legal to date her. When is her birthday again? “When do you turn 18?”

“September 1st. Why?”

“Ugh that’s like 10 months away!”

“Why?”

“Because i’m taking you out that day.” she gave me a what the freak are you talking about look. “I mean I’m taking you out on an actual date.”

“You’ll be 22”

“I know. I don’t care. We will both be legal adults.” she laughed and pulled out her phone. “Ophelia just texted me you wanna go hang out with her and Max?”

“Yeah totally.” we walked back to her house and got in my car. We drove to Ophelia’s house.