Aleisha's POV
"Take me back to the old school yard, playing songs on our guitar...."
I stop and turn around. This voice is extremely familiar and if it weren't for the fact that I already know his songs, then I would've probably ignored my thoughts and walked away.
"We're taking the long way home..." I sing a long, holding my bag of picks from trolling on the floor when I dragged them. "Cause I don't want to be wasting my time alone. "
I smile and turn to every side in order to cross the street.
"I wanna get lost and drive forever-" If I could only drive.
....
"Mom!!" I call. Nothing sounds from the kitchen so I make my way towards the living room.
"Mom?"
I hear laughter and realize she's talking on the phone. Probably my aunt.
"Hey, mom." I greet and she nods her head. My mother is the politeness queen.
I smile and run up the stairs, barely reaching the top before the doorbell echoes throughout the house.
"Ali!!!! Answer the door!"
My arms slump down and I shout. "I have a brother for a reason!"
"Ali!" She warns and I throw the bag of picks on the staircase and go down the banister again. I stride slowly, wishing the doorbell would stop.
"Ali!-"
"Mom. I'm in front of the door!" I yell back and swibg the door open.
"What do you-" My mouth drops.
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Some things Are Meant To Be (Luke Hemmings and Aleisha McDonald)
FanfictionAleisha McDonald was her name. She knew and loved Luke Hemmings as much as he did her, but 'it would've never last' she thought. She just wasn't so sure about that either. (Luke Hemmings and Aleisha McDonald fanfic. Love them, hate them, praise them...
