If you read this story once I suggest you to re-read it. I've changed the plot since there was too much going on at once.
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Delilah's POV It's been two weeks since I was at the hospital. Everything is all packed up to go. We are leaving first thing in the morning, we are taking a big truck. Not a soccer mom car, it has three rows and it's all black.
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Gus explained the "seating chart" to me. Gus is driving, Tracy is in the passenger seat, Chris and Ryan are in the second row. Then Bexey, Wicca and I are in the very back row. I don't have a problem with the "seating chart" its just kinda weird if you think about it. I'm moving to New York with 6 guys and I'm in love with one of them. I haven't met Bexey, Chris or Ryan before, all I know is that they make music and they're close to Gus. Something tells me this will be exciting.
Maybe I'm thinking too much about things I'd never know. Welp, I need to sleep...
Gus's POV I walked into my room, it's so empty. The only thing that's here is the bed. I can't believe it, Delilah and I are gonna have a fresh start. I'm not gonna be possessive anymore...or I'll try not to be as possessive of her as I used to be. I love Delilah more than life it's self but, everyone needs to know she's mine. I'll fight for her of course...I'll fight till the very end. I hope she gets along with Chris, Ryan and Bexey.
I sit down on the bed and stare at Delilah. She's not fully asleep yet. She's so God damn perfect and I hate the fact that she doesn't know it. I hate the fact that I don't deserve her. I'll ruin her, the thoughts are coming back. I hate being fucking sober. When I'm sober Delilah eases the pain. She's the cure for my depression. Deep deep down I know she can help me. I won't be the same if she left me...I need her.
I lay on my back and look up at the ceiling. Delilah turns around in her sleep and lays her head on my chest. I bet she can hear my heart pounding. She has this affect on me and now I'm addicted to how I feel when I'm around her.
This is gonna be one hell of an adventure.
THE END
Hey guys, I've enjoyed my time in the limelight but the time has come to end this story. I might make a second book about Delilah and Gus's adventure in NY. For a second book all you gotta do is Follow me, comment yes, and vote for my story😁
I hope to see you all soon. This might be my final goodbye so remember to follow the steps for a book two😁
