MadForEeyore
Moving from Oakland to Baltimore was never part of Gail Olson's plan.
Leaving behind her friends, her home, and everything familiar was bad enough. Finding out the boy next door was an arrogant, infuriating aspiring musician made it worse.
Gail has spent most of her life believing that loving someone only gives them the chance to leave. Alex Gaskarth has never been particularly good at leaving her alone.
Somewhere between late-night arguments, coffee shops, basement shows and a band called All Time Low, Baltimore starts feeling less like the place Gail was forced to move to, and more like home.
And the boy next door becomes much harder to hate than she expected.
Seriously, I suck at making description..