Oliver's pov
I feel like I'll be unwanted here.. But I dont want to mooch oof of Austin forever. Nobody really likes me. People say I give off a scary vibe. Or I look too sad.
With my heavy combat boots I go to the fancy house. I sigh and knock on the door. I shove my hands in my pockets. The door opens and its Vic. I smile and he smiles. "Oli! Bro, it's so cool here," he says and looks at my backpack.
"Yess, you're moving in," he says and he looks like he wants to hug me. Just as I think this the short Mexican hugs me. I pat his back for a second and then he let's go.
He grabs my hand and drags me through the house and almost up the stairs but I dont pick up my booted foot enough and trip. I get up quickly with flushed cheeks. He looks at our hands and lets go. "Sorry," he mumbles.
We go and he shows me to the last room on the left. "This is your room. Frank lives there, gerard, Andy, Kellin, Matty, and then that's my room," he tells me pointing at all the doors.
"Kellin?" I ask.
"Yeah but he's always in his room," Vic says a little upset.
"Ah, well I'm tired. I'll see you later," I say going into my room and shutting the door on the excited boy.
I take off my shoes and sit on the bed. I look around and think about nothing but everything. I wonder why kellin's living here.. or why he's always in his room.
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