Rose pov.
I walk up and I feel me hugging Paxton. Memories from last night flows through my head. I smile. I kiss his cheek. I get up and start to clean the clothes from my room. I get some cloths from my closet and change.I do my make up and brush my teeth and hair. I see it's 6:49am. I walk to my room and start to wake up Paxton. "Paxton wake up" I say. "No I don't wanna" he says. I laugh. "Paxton hey you have to get ready" I say. I see him smile. He opens his eyes. "Hello love" he says. "Hello Paxton you need to get up" I say. "Why" he ask. "We have school you idiot" I say. "Oh" he says. "I'll be down stairs getting some food for you" I say. "Ok love" he says. I kiss him then go down stairs. I see my mom and dad about to go out the door. "Where are you going" I ask them. "Oh sorry hun me and your father have to go to work sorry" my mom says. "Oh ok" I say. I look down. I see my dad come to me. "It's ok sweetheart we will be back before you you get home from school" my dad says then kisses my head. I fake a smile. Lately my parents have been out and never really with me I know there still sad about my sister. I push all of it aside and see them leave. I walk to the kitchen and see bacon and eggs on the table. I push it away and put my head down. I feel me about to cry my life isn't perfect it just looks perfect.... I hear Paxton. "Rose" he says softly. I look up. I fake a smile. "Hey" I say. "Rose I know when you fake a smile what's wrong" he ask. I sigh. "My parents are never home since my sister died and I really miss them" I say. He hugs me. I hug him back. I start to cry. He lets me go. "Hey hey Rose don't cry it's ok I'm hear for you" he says. I feel my makeup running down my face. He wipes my make up with the black sleeve of his hoodie. I smile. He kisses me. "We are going to be late for school" he says. I nod. "Yeah" I say. I get my white book bag and put on my white flats and lock my fingers with Paxton and go to his truck. I get in and he get in. He puts one hand on the string wheel and he holds mine with the other. He kisses my hand. I smile. I turn the radio on and hear Angel with a shotgun by The Cab comes on. I start to sing to it. We get to school and I kiss Paxton and run to Art class....
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In 37 Days
FantasyPaxton summers is your average 17 year old boy he has been suicidal for quite some time. This brunette 6'4 teen has had his heart set on dying. In his eyes it is inevitable everyone dies...Paxton Summers has been like this since he was malested by...