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After that night, Blake basically moved in. If he wasn't with me, he would either call or text me. When he saw me, he always "checked" me, wondering if i had caused any pain to myself. His parents were barely home and didn't care that he was "helping a friend". I cooked every night since he could barely make pizza rolls, but he cleaned since I was the biggest slob. School was easy, nothing new, boring and stupid like always. I still didn't know where my father wondered off to. Blake helps me, trying to track him to make sure he's no where near. Every night, I still have terrible nightmares of my past, and a few good ones of my future to come. I've learned that love overpowers fear and sadness. It's a lesson everyone should learn, its something that brings people closer, creating new paths for people in life, new doors to open.
Blake and I were sitting on the couch, flipping through channels. He cleared his throat as I was completed focused on the new channel he flipped to. He looked a little stressed, and as much as I knew him, this puzzled me. "What's wrong babe?" I asked, laying my hand on his arm. He just looked at me. What is wrong with him? Didn't he know he was driving me insane?
I hit him in the arm hard. He winced like a baby. "What was that for?!" I gave him a "you-know-what-I'm talking-about look". He sighed and turned to face me.
"Sophia, will you go to prom with me?" I looked at him like he had five heads. This guy was insane.
