Adopted By Magcon (under construction)

Chapter Fourty

Authors note: Shout out to @sydney_sanchez for leaving a really nice comment on my messages, it means a lot when you guys leave nice comments I enjoy reading them. It really motivates me to keep writing so thanks.

Karly's POV

Later that night I ended up sleeping in the living room while the paint dried in my room. Dad showed me the attic where all my stuff was boxed up. I found the box full of my pajamas and threw on a pair.

The coach wasn't as comfortable as I remembered but it was better than David's. Dad gave me my phone back since I didn't get to take it to Michigan.

My twitter and Instagram was blown up with a lot of things saying stuff like...

"We miss you Karly"

"Come home Karly"

And then there was the painful things that said stuff like...

"Finally she's gone, now we have better chances with Hayes"

"Finally Hayes is ours, bye bye Karly #sorrynot"

I couldn't fall asleep so I wondered upstairs to Hayes room.

It was 11 at night but I'm pretty sure he's awake. I knocked on the door waiting for him to let me inside.

"Come in" he said softly.

I peeked my head inside to see what he was doing.

"Hi" I said lightly.

"Oh hi" he said putting his phone down.

"Wanna come in and stay for awhile" he asked patting on the other side of his bed.

"Sure" I smiled walking inside.

"Sleep over?" I asked

"Yass girl" he laughed, I laughed along.

I crawled into his warm bed and cuddle against his chest. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close.

"It good to have you back" he whispered.

"I'm glad to be back" I whispered back.

I soon fell asleep and Hayes played with my hair, he twirled it around and pulled it out of my face and moved it to behind my ear.

As soon as I felt him stop playing with my hair I could tell he had fell asleep.

"Good night" I whispered to myself kissing his hand that was on top of me.

••••

When I woke up Hayes wasn't in the bed anymore. I got up and looked out the window.

What I saw out this window was nothing like the view of Michigan.
I missed seeing Mrs. Courtney, our neighbor, walk down the street every morning with her son Bradley, I'm happy to be able to see it all again.

I walked down stairs to find everyone gathered around the table with decorations all around the house.

On top of the table sat a big pile of birthday pancakes. The ones that were ONLY made for birthdays.

I thought in my head and it was nobodies birthday today, it didn't make since.

"Who's birthday is it?" I asked confused.

"Nobodies, why have a normal breakfast when we can celebrate your coming home" Matt explained.

I felt so happy.

The whole morning we ate the birthday pancakes, watched movies, and enjoyed each others presence.
Just like a happy family would.