Chapter Sixty-Eight

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Karly's POV

Still hurt from English class I sat in my room being alone on a Saturday. Hayes had gone out with friends and I was alone.

Friday was the worst day and I played the memory over and over again inside my head making it hurt worse everytime. what did I ever to do Hayes?

I counted every rain drop that fell on the window. The one thing about Indiana is the rain, there wasn't that much rain in California. It also gets colder than California and it soon it will eventually snow. Where we lived it didn't snow, maybe once when we went out of town towards the mountains.

I got up and stood on my wobbly legs, I had not been on my legs much today so it was like my legs were noodles.

I stopped in the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair in a messy bun, unwashed face, and a baggy Sweatshirt that used to be Nash's.

I walked downstairs and went outside letting the cold rain drops hit my face. I tilted my head back making my face look into the sky. I closed my eyes as rain drops fell over them setting aside all the life drama and problems I set myself free.

I'm not the kind of person that goes crazy for nature and picks the beauty of nature over people, but right now it seemed like nature was the only one here.

Startled I jumped back as I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked behind me and saw the face of Peyton.

"You scared me" I said catching my breath.

"Sorry, I didn't mean, I'm sorry" he said stumbling over his words.

"It's fine, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I was wondering the same thing, why are standing outside in the rain?" We both laughed.

"I don't know, I'm wondering the same thing myself" we both laughed for another second before it got quiet.

I looked back at my house, the brown house looked dark from all the rain on it.

"Hayes isn't home" I said expecting Peyton to be looking for Hayes.

"I know he's with Connor and Brady, I wasn't looking for Hayes I was looking for you" he said shyly.

My heart beated fast, I felt my face get warmer as it filled with redness.

"Do you want to come in" I said childishly.

"No, I was hoping you would want to stand out here and get sick" He joked.

I brought him to the front porch and opened the door.

Peyton's POV

I stared into Karly's perfectly blue eyes.

I followed her up the front porch as she opened the front door, I felt the warmth of the house brush against my cold wet face.

"Come on in" she said smiling.

As I walked in the smell of warm candles and new paint filled my nose. Everyones house has its own smell but it was something about hers that was so right.

I stepped out of my wet nikes and kicked them to the side towards Karlys soaked uggs.

Her house was large and looked like a maze.

I followed her behind a wall into a kitchen.

I spotted Hayes brother sitting at the counter typing on a Macbook.

"Hey" he said looking up from the screen.

"Hi" I said quietly.

The house was quiet the only sounds were the sounds of Hayes brother typing, the fridge humming, and rain hitting the roof.

It was very calming.

I looked around the kitchen getting a mental picture. The granite counters, wood table, silver fridge.

I felt a nudge on my shoulder, I turned and spotted Karly.

I followed her into another room which was a living room. Another guy laid his body across the couch as he moved his thumbs around on a game controller.

I looked up at the tv, GTA.

"Dad this is Peyton, Peyton this is dad" she said in a lazy tone.

"Why do you have Hayes friend over?" he said not looking away from the tv.

"He's mine too" Karlys said.

'Mine too' the words warmed my heart, she had claimed me as hers.

"As long as Hayes isn't gonna be a dick about it then you two have fun" he said still staring at the screen.

I chased Karly up a set of stairs into a big hall.

"This is the hall of rooms" she laughed.

"My room, Hayes, Matts, Nash, Dads, Cams" she said overwhelming me with names.

"Woo slow down" I said Laughing with her.

"This is my room" she said walking past hers.

"This is Hayes, you obviously know him" she said pointing to the room across from hers.

"This is Nash's , he's the one in the kitchen, Hayes brother" she said pointing at the room next to Hayes.

"This is Matt and Bailey's, Matt is a roommate" she said pointing at the room next to hers.

"That's my dads, the one downstairs" she said pointing at the door next to Nash's.

I pretended to know what she was talking about.

She opened one of the doors pushing me in with her shoulder.

"My place"

I looked around her room, lots and lots of decorations and posters and quotes, and lights it looked like a room you would see on tumblr.

"How old is your dad he looks 19" I asked breaking the silence.

"24" she answered.

"Jeeze did your mom have you when she was 10" I said shocked.

The smile wore off her face.

"Sorry I didn't mean it" I said feeling bad about what I said.

"It's fine, he's not my birth dad. I was adopted, I thought my parents had died in a car crash but apparently my dad is still out there" she explained throwing her hands in the air.

"I had no idea you were adopted" I said interested in her little story.

"I tried to avoid telling anyone to avoid being made fun of" she said with a small side smile.

"I won't tell anyone" I said.

The smile came back to her face.

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