Never, in my entire life, have I ever watched my father look a boy in the eyes and tell him that he trusts him enough to take care of me. And as they're pulling him away, I'm crying, Blake's pacing the elevator, Bradley's dying and Austin's coming at me with open arms. That's when it hits me. I've finally found the on...
♀❝Are you really using your kid to pick me up?❞ ♂ ❝Depends, is it working?❞
"H-Hi." I nervously say, my grip on the door strong. "Hi I'm Austin." He smiled, "my mom said she's was going out with the new neighbors..And I heard a girl lived here." "Umm yeah." I shyly reply looking at the floor then at the beautiful boy in front of me. "So wanna hang out? They aren't going to be back for a while...