The Third Paul // WDW

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~Molly's pov~

"You need to get a job, Molly!" My mother yells at me. "I'm trying!" I yell back. She rolls her eyes at me. "Try harder," She spits. I run up to my room and slam my door shut. My phone was on my nightstand. I pick it up and unlock it, quickly tapping on a contact and putting it up to my ear. Logan answers on the first ring. "What's up little sis?" He asks. "Mom and I are fighting again," I groan. "Pack your things," He sighs. I give him a confused look but then realize he can't see me. "What do you mean?" I ask looking down at the tips of my hair. "Pack up your things, get on a plane and come live with me," He groans at the fact that he has to explain. "Seriously?" I ask, a smile plastered on my face. "Yes," He laughs. "I'll text you the flight information," He says before hanging up. My phone buzzes with a text. I grab a suitcase and pack up my things like I was told. My mom walks in and looks at me confused. "What are you doing?" She asks. She's so bipolar. "I'm moving into Logan's house," I tell her, the smile still faintly on my face. "No you're not," She laughs. "Think about it mom," I start looking at her as I continued to fold my clothes. "I can become a vlogger, get money like Jake and Logan," I added. She rolls her eyes. "Whatever," She sighs standing up. I smile at myself as I finish my packing. I look at the flight information, it was supposed to leave in a little over an hour. I call an uber to take me to the airport. It only takes 20 minutes and I'm there. I go through security and make a stop at Starbucks to get a venti iced strawberries & creme frappuccino and then wait for the flight to start boarding. When it finally does, I sit in the first seat, one of the things I do out of anxiety. A boy sits next to me. "Hi," I smile looking at him, he looked awfully familiar. "Hi," He smiles, his eyes narrowing as if he were studying my face. "I know you from somewhere," We both state at the same time. That is followed by us both laughing. "I'm Molly Paul," I smile. "AJ Mitchell," He says and then looks back at me. "Paul as in Logan and Jake Paul?" He asks. I nod. "I'm a part of Team 10. You're the girl on Chance's lock screen," He laughs. I look at him with eyes wide. "Chance has my photo as his lock screen?" I ask. He nods. "Ew," I laugh scrunching my nose. He laughs at my facial expression. We talk the rest of the plane ride, eventually exchanging numbers. When we both get off the plane, I hug him goodbye before calling Logan and telling him that I'm waiting for him. It takes like 30 minutes for him to get here. "What took you so long?" I ask getting in the passenger side. "I had to wait for my boys to show up," He smiles. "Friends? You have friends?" I ask confused. He rolls his eyes. "Its this boy band, Why Don't We," He says as we make out way back to his house. "Right, The Help Me Help You boys," I laugh thinking about the song. He nods. "You mean the ones that you are head over heels for?" He smirks. "What can I say, They're decent looking boys," I smile. He nods. "You're totally in love with them," He laughs. I roll my head. "No," I roll my eyes. "Then let's scroll through your music shall we?" He asks. I grab my phone quickly and sigh. "Ok, They're good," I laugh. "Prepared to meet them?" He asks as he pulls into the driveway of his house. "Yeah," I smile grabbing my luggage and pulling it behind me as we walk up to the front door. There was a conversation going on as we reached the door. "But have you seen his little sister?" A voice I identified as Zach asks. "No man why?" another voice replies you could hear the confusion in his voice. "She's hot," Zach laughs.

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First official chapter. 

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