You've Changed (merome)

Grandma's

Betty's POV:

I love her. I purely and simply love her. She's so perfect; her hair, her personality, her little quirks, everything really. Right now we're cuddling on her bed watching this show called...North Park? No, no, that's not it. South Park! Got it! Skylar had just introduced it to me today, and while she's totally into it, I'm not really. It's just so offensive! Anyways, here's what else I found out about Skylar.

Skylar's Favorites:

Number: 13

Saying: 'Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.' ~Dr. Suess

Movie: The Breakfast Club

Song: Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

Band: Panic! At The Disco

Music Genre: Rock

Color: Violet

Food: Sushi

Holiday: New Year's

She's perfect what did I tell you? 'Oh my god! They killed Kenny!' 'You bastards!' I will never understand this show. Hmm, when did Skylar's bed get so comfy? Zzzzzzzz

~~~~~~Time Skip 15 minutes~~~~~

"Betty, love, wake up." "What? What time is it?" I couldn't see very well, it looked like the room was a furball. "I have to take you to your house while I go to the hospital." "What?!? Are you hurt?!? What's wrong?!? What happened?!?" "Listen, I'm fine, but my dad just called and said that I needed to go there alone." Oh hell no! I'm not letting my girl go alone to a hospital! Especially not knowing why! "No! You could get hurt! I'm not letting you!" "What are you gonna do? Keep me hostage in my own house?" She was losing her patience and I could tell. Her eyes were a mixture of blue, brown, and hazel. Sad, angry, and scared. I was in no position to keep arguing with her, but I did anyway. "No! I want to keep you safe!" "What's gonna happen?! I'm gonna get kidnapped by my own dad!?" Her eyes were the same. She wasn't saying this to hurt me, she was just scared. "Okay." "Alright, then let's go." We got into the car and staying silent the whole ride there. Oh no, I hope I didn't cause a fight. I probably did. Great, and I thought things were just going well. Nice job Betty.

After a while of uncomfortable silence, we arrived to my house. I got out if the car, leaving her a note saying 'text me' and left. My house seemed the same, almost. My car was here, but my parents' was gone. And there's a silver- grandma. Crap! My grandma's here to babysit me. It's not that my grandma's bad or anything, but she's a grandma. You know, the kind that will pinch your cheeks and feed you until you can't walk. Yeah. Okay, stay calm and be ready. I walked in the door slowly, started walking up to my room, when...

"Betty! Come stai? E 'passato così tanto tempo! Che cosa hai fatto? Vuoi dei biscotti?"(Betty! How are you? It's been so long! What have you been doing? Would you like some cookies?)Oh great here it comes. "Ciao nonna, um io transmettere I biscotti, ma che ne dici di sedersi e spiegherò a voi come è stata la mia vita?" (Hi grandma, um I'll pass on the cookies but how about we sit down and I'll explain to you how my life's been?) Good, lets take this nice and simple. "Oh, va bene! Vieni, vieni. Sediamoci in salotto."(Oh, okay! Come, come. Let us sit in the living room.) Okay, no pinching of the cheeks yet. We got to the living room and I thought about where to start. The only thing on my mind, was Skylar. "Beh, inizierò con la cosa più importante della mia vita, la mia ragazza."(Well, I'll start with the most important thing in my life, my girlfriend.) Suddenly, all of the memories that I've had with her, even the tiny ones, made me want to ramble on about her for hours on end. And knowing my grandma, she would let me.

"Il suo nome è Skylar, e lei è la cosa migliore che sia mai successo a me. La amo così tanto. Se potessi raccontare tutte le sue meravigliose qualità, ma ci vorrebbe un romanzo. E 'quello che voglio in piedi accanto a me lungo la navata. Lei è la persona con cui vorrei morire per salvare. Lei è quella che voglio tenere la mia mano quando morirò. E 'quello che voglio tenermi chiudere quando si fa duro, svegliarsi me ogni mattina in pigiama e capelli disordinati. Mi piace tutto di lei, ogni imperfezione ha è parte di ciò che la rende, se stessa. Lei è timida, ma adorabile. Carino e simpatico, divertente e così così intelligente. Amo il modo in cui parla, agisce, respira. E 'perfetta. La amo con tutto il mio cuore. E ho sempre."(Her name is Skylar, and she's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love her so much. If I could tell you about all of her wonderful qualities, but it would take a novel. She's the one I want standing next to me down the aisle. She's the one person I would die to save. She's the one I want to hold my hand when I die. She's the one I want to hold me close when it gets rough, to wake up to me every morning in her pajamas and messy hair. I love all of her, every imperfection she has is part of what makes her, herself. She's shy but adorable. Cute and quirky, funny and so so smart. I love the way she talks, acts, breathes. She's perfect. I love her with all my heart. And I always will.)

A/N

Hey guys! I hope you liked this fluffy part of the book. I know I'm a sucker for them. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Bye!