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(Davids POV)

"Can I have your number?" I asked her, and she smiled softly.

"Of course." She replies. We trade phones and type in our numbers, then hand back the phone and take a picture of the other. I get my phone back, waiting for her to answer.

"Really David?" She laughs facing the phone towards me.

"Of course I'll go out with you

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"Of course I'll go out with you." Smiling wildly she me, her eyes filled with the same emotion I felt.

"Friday at 8?" I ask, and in response she puts her head on my shoulder and wraps her arms around my waist.

We reach her house and we stay like that for a moment before a man comes out the door.

"Elizabeth!" He screams. "You're late, get inside NOW!" He slurs his words and I realize he is drunk. Liza stiffens and tightens her arms around me.

"She's staying with me tonight." I say. He walks over and slaps me in the face, I lose my balance and fall to the ground.

"Is she your daughter?" He yells at me and grabs her by the hair before dragging her inside. The door slams and I'm left with a bloody nose and wondering if Liza is alright.

-FINALLY I UPLOADED-
Ik it's been forever. I'm working on new chapters!

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