After going to the store and buying a shit ton of junk food and pizza we go to check out the movie section to find movies to watch. Looking at the wide variety of movies I ask if we're doing Genre Nights. When we were little all three of us Will, Lana, and I would spend the weekends together and each night we would have a different genre one night scary movies one night comedies and of course one Disney night. Now that we all live together we do it all the time.
We've been living together for about a year, a couple months before my sixteenth birthday their parents passed away in a car crash. After that they didn't want to live in that house anymore so, they bought a house with four rooms, two bathrooms, a very big kitchen, and an even bigger living room.
My parents are never really home due to their jobs. My mother is a flight attendant and my father is a lawyer and since they are never home I was always alone, it didn't take much convincing them to let me move in. And I'm so glad I did. I don't know how Will and Lana would be if I wasn't with them afterwards.
After buying the movies we wanted we got home and started to put everything away when my mom called me.
"Who's that?" Will asked.
"My mom, I'll be right back." I say walking away and answering my phone.
"Hey mom, how's it going? "
"Hey baby, I'm just calling to let you know that your father and I are gonna be home at the end of the month and we want to spend some time with all three of you. Maybe we can all go out to dinner?"
"That sounds great! I can't wait to see you guys, its been forever."
"Okay sweetie, I'm gonna have to let you go my flight is leaving in a minute I'll call you tomorrow. I love you, give them a hug and kiss for me!"
"Okay bye mom I love you too. Have a safe flight."
After I hang up I made my way to the Wills room to find out tonight is Disney night. Giving him a smile and crawling into his bed I know I won't even make it one movie without falling asleep. As he wraps his arms around me it looks like he knows it too.
"Goodnight Boo-boo" he whispered into my ear.
The last thing I remember is breathing in his cinnamon scent and sighing in content.
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Saving Him
Teen FictionSixteen year old Angel Grace has a chance to save seventeen year old Will Adams after he takes his life. Death sends Angel back in time one month to keep Will from taking his life but, what if she isn't enough?
