Australian Summer- Brenton Thwaites Fan Fiction

So we meet again..

The thought of my father actually caring after all these years, and my mother not allowing me or my sister to ever see him when were younger gave me shivers.. and just pure anger. How could the woman who raised me just think that sending me down here to "reconnect" with my father after I havent seen him for 16 years think I would be okay? She was the only reason I came down, and she was the only reason I never had a real relationship with my father or any father-figure.

I wasnt going to waste anymore time being mad and him. I couldn;t after realizing that he was the innocent one here. The woman who I loved and only knew my whole life was the guilty one. At least I could start to make a relationship with him now. This is where I want to be rather then back in NYC with that lying bitch.

My father and I stayed in the kitchen for about 2 hours just catching up. We planned on him taking me to his favorite resturant this Thursday.. only 1 day away.. it feels like i've been waiting forever..

I ran upstairs to my bedroom I had two text from Brenton.. one missed call from my so called mother and a text from Caroline.. I almost forgot seeing her name pop up on my screen.

I called her right when I saw.. I had so much to tell her.. so much that wouldn't fit into a text. I didnt care that it was 7 am her time..

"Hello" she said softly as though I woke her up. Just hearing her voice made me happier. It felt like I was back in New York in my room calling her at 12 in the morning just to talk about boys.

"Care" I said screaming, holding back tears.

"Sam? Sam? Its so good to hear your voice! I miss you"

I started to cry.

"And~ Sam? Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes! Yes! I just miss my best friend."

"Oh God. Your pregnant."

"WHAT! What? Oh no!!" I said laughing.

"Hows Australia?" she asked.

I told her everything after all she was my second half.. I told her about Brenton, My dad, Chloe, this house, Chelsea, everything. She told me about Virginia.. and how she met a boy, and how she had sex with 2 guys so far and how she had been partying having fun. Gosh we were on the phone for about a good hour just talking and laughing.

****DOOR BELL RINGS**** INTERRUPTS**

"Oh shit! I have to go.. someone is here. I waited for Chloe or my sister to get the door. The door bell rang again.. and again.

No one answered.

I looked out my balcony from my bedroom and the cars weren't there.. there wasn't any delivery trucks or anything!! Who could be at the door. I tried to call Brenton to have him come over.. I was scared. Who could it be? He didnt answer.

I ran down to the kitchen, and grabbed a knife. I slowly started walking toward the door I had the knife behind my back.. I quickly opened the door.

"BOO!" Brenton said as he walked through the door.

He surprised me I almost stabbed him..

"WHOAA there crazy!" he said laughing, grabbing the knife out of my hand.

"So we meet again.." I said smirking.

He laughed hugging me.. he looked down at the knife

"Why do you have that?!" he asked.

"Truthfully.. I thought.. I thought you were a.. a murder." I said embrassingly.

"Sam.. a murder who just walks up to your house?"

"Well I didnt see a car I thought that you were going to try to sneak in."

"No, I thought you might be lonely, and I was walking down the beach so I just walked on over to your house and thought I'd let myself in.. which I wont do if I get stabbed." he said laughing.

"Sorry. Yes! Of course come in!!" I said.

"Wow. Nice place you got here. What does your dad do exactly?" he asked.. looking around at all the archeitecture.

"Not really sure. He never really talks about his job that much.. well since I've been here he hasnt mentioned it to me once!"

Brenton just looked around the house in amazment.

"You hungry? You want something to eat?" I asked.

He followed me into the kitchen

"Did you make pancakes?" he asked.

"You got all that from just walking in the kitchen? Well that and the dirty dishes.. and the box that says pancake batter..hahah!"

"Oh.. haha" I said blushing.

"Well my grand chef.. what should we make today?" he asked smiling nudding his back againist my hips

"Definitly something sweet!" I said.

"Like you!" he said smiling.

He was so cheesey.. but that cute kinda cheesey. Im not sure how to describe it. Its just a strange feeling to explain.

I began looking through the fridge for something sweet. It was so big there had to be something sweet in there. Brenton looked through the pantry for any cooking ingredients.

"I found some ice cream!" I shouted across the room.

"I found sprinkles.. and syrup and gummy bears and.. whoa."

I heard a crash I ran over.. he had fallen over with all the stuff he found for the ice cream. I helped him up.

"Ice cream sundaes?" he said handing me the sprinkles.

"I will teach you how to make a correct way to make a sundae.. the all american sundae."

He laughed.. wait!! He got the camcorder my dad had in the corner of the room..

"Here we go.." he said.

"What are you doing?"

"Recording Rachel Ray's compettion." he said.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys! Thanks so much for reading still.. the story has gotten nothing but compliments which I am very thankful for! I hope you continue reading, leave me any comments! Thanks loves!! xx