Mom woke up the next Sunday morning at 8am. I was at Kile's house having breakfast again. Ahren came right back when he heard about mom, and I apologised to him straight away.
We were okay again, everything was right. Ahren is home, mom is okay, and Kile and I are perfect.
"How long is Ahren staying?" Kile asks
I swallow my bite of oatmeal. "I'm not too sure, I haven't really asked." I shrug, "I guess I'm just scared he'll say he's leaving soon"
Kile nods, understanding. He always understands. He puts a hand on my thigh gently to reassure me but I nearly jump out of my skin.
"Drive me home?" I ask
Kile smiles, he loves our drives as much as I do. We talk and laugh and it's like the whole world disappears but us. And it's all perfect.
"So it's our one month anniversary soon and I was thinking that I'd take you out for it" Kile looks over at me, one hand on the wheel and the other in mine. I stroke my thumb along his hand and smile.
"I'd love that"
"Perfect so I'll plan it out and let you know"
My smile lasts the rest of the day
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I go to see mom in the hospital everyday but today when I walk into her room, the bed is empty.
"Mom?!" I look everywhere. Behind the door, in the bathroom, I even look under the bed.
A nurse rushes in the room, "what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?! Where's my mom?"
The nurse reaches for a file behind the door and reads it quickly, "America Schreave went home hours ago"
Shit. I missed it. I look for my phone quickly and see five missed calls from dad. I dial his number quickly and hope he's not mad.
"Dad? Hey I'm sorry, my phone was on silent"
"It's okay, where are you? I have a surprise"
I decide to let him think it's a surprise, "I'm on my way to the hospital to see mom."
Dad chuckles, clears his throat and says "well you'll be very disappointed because your mother is home"
I fake shock, "really?! That's great!"
"Yeah so hurry home, we're going to have dinner together as a family!"
I rush home, everything is perfect.
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FanfictionWhen you're the new girl at a school with famous parents, it's hard to be sure if your friends are true. And even harder to know if love is.
