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First off, this chapter is also known as "I love to write this way" dont ask why but thats the chapter name, well you'll find out why

Okay, as soon as you read this, you'll know who POV it is. And well its just a different story, idk if someone already had this idea but i haven't seen it so here it is, hope you like it, enjoy it, oh and sorry about the late updates and stuff, my internet like died, actually i still dont have internet at my house, this is my friends computer, i just uploaded three documents like 2 weeks ago and i forgot about them so i decided to head over to my boys house to upload them as a story and stuff so get ready for the next two and as soon as i get internet at my house, which should be Wednesday you'll ge tthe updates for the other stories iight well srry for the technical difficulties, so enjoy once again.

I walk into my best friend's bedroom and I find her crying her eyes out, sitting on the edge of the bed. I drop my purse immediately and rush over to her and I just hold her in my arms. She moves her face from her hands to my shoulder and continues to cry as she puts her arms around my waits and hugs me, she hugs tighter the more she cries, making sure I won't leave her, and we both know that I won't leave her. I hug her and try and hold her as close as possible hoping I can take a least a little but of pain away from her and transfer it to me. Of course it doesn't work so I decide speaking a little bit might help her.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay" Ok so sure I don't know what happened but it'll probably be ok, well I hope so I can't stand to see her crying, if I find out who did this to her I swear I'm going to hurt them. I just keep holding her for what seemed like hours now, I check the clock on her nightstand and assume it's only been 20 minutes, not counting the 5 minutes it took me to get here.

She finally stops crying and I decide now would be a better time than ever to ask her what's going on.

"So, mind telling me who or what made you start crying?" I ask quite timidly, she looks up at me, and in her I eyes I can see something that I must say I've never seen before, it's like anger, and sadness, but I can like see lust and want. Next thing I know she's leaning in towards me and for some strange reason I lean in towards her too and our lips meet in the middle somewhere.

We were kissing, actually kissing, and I have to admit I was liking it, and then she grazes my upper lip with her tongue asking permission to enter and of course I let it in. She pulls on my top as she goes to lay down on her bed.

We both just lay there still kissing, except for the occasional need of oxygen, and this is one of the couple of times that I'm actually happy I moved here. I decide as much as I'm enjoying this I break the kiss because there is still the need of talking to see what happened. I leave her lips and I miss them immediately but stop myself from leaning into them once again. I can see my friend still have her eyes closed and her lips waiting for my lips to reconnect with hers so I decide to let her know our first kiss is officially over.

"Umm, care to tell me why you were crying now?" She opens her eyes and pouts and after looking like a fish out of water with her mouth opening and closing for a while her voice decides to come out.

"My dad died in a car crash" I open my mouth surprised, although she didn't see her father that much when they were together she was so happy, she turns on the TV and I see that it is on the news, and I read the name, yep that's her dad all right, the rock star. I just instinctively hug my friend once again as close as possible.

"It's okay, you made me feel a lot better" I look at her and blush and smile. She looks at me and cups my face and decides to speak once again.

"I've never kissed a girl before" She decides to bring up our kiss first I guess

"Me neither" I blush and she smiles at this.

"Well then maybe we should keep practicing" I look at her and giggle as our lips once again meet in the middle and we start making out once again. We eventually stop kissing after about and 20 more minutes and we go back into friend mode as we start gossiping about the kids at school. We talk for about another 45 min and then my phone rings.

"Hello" I answer my phone.

"Hey Honey"

"Hey Dad" I respond and he asks me about my day and such, since he usually gets home real late because of his job, all those problems out there and well he has to help them. We chat for a bit before he asks me what time I was going to head home. I look at my best friend and decide to go for it, I mean me and her might actually get to work this out.

"Dad, can I stay over?" I ask reluctantly looking at my best friend, I know I asked the right thing when I see the biggest smile plastered on her face. I just keep my eyes locked with my friends as I await my dad's answer.

"Sure Honey, I saw the news, make sure she's okay" I smile and close the phone thinking I already did make sure she's okay, and well she is very okay. I crash my lips into hers as we lie down back on her bed. I break the kiss once again and she makes the cutest pouty face once again.

"Umm, we should talk about this" I said while pointing between the two of us. She just laid back down and looked at he ceiling and she knew I was right but apparently she didn't want to talk about it at the moment.

"You know what, I'm just thinking about this too much, forget it we'll talk about it later" I lean in to kiss her again but she stops me and gets up off the bed and starts pacing around for a bit.

"No, you're right we got to talk about this" I just look at my shoes and call myself stupid for bringing this up, god, she probably doesn't even want this anymore.

"I think we could really work out" I look up at her and smile and she smiles back, I can't stop myself from asking my next question.

"Really?" She just nods her head up and down and I just smile and blush as she sits down next to me and kisses me softly on the lips.

"Yes, I mean, we care for each other, we've been best friends for a couple of months now, I mean we should technically be great together, I mean if you care about someone, if you love someone…" She stops and looks at me and I just smile and blush as it has become my normal routine since we started kissing earlier. I mean, I don't know if I'm in love or not but I definitely feel something, and I haven't felt like this before, I mean I'm actually ecstatic that she wants to try this. I look at her once again waiting for her to finish her statement and she just smiles at me and continues.

"It shouldn't matter if it's two girls, two guys, heck even one guy and one animal, but what should matter is that the feeling is mutual, do you want this?" She said while copying the same gesture I did moments ago. I thought it over for a second or two, me, gay, and then I just nod my head.

"Yes" She smiled and straddled me as she crashed her lips into mine, and we made out once again today. It got late and we were very tired, I mean we only kissed but god it can take a lot out of you. We soon went to sleep as I placed some sheets on the floor just in case someone decided to come in I didn't want them to find us in the same bed, wrapped in each other's arms.

We talk a bit more before she starts asking me some questions, apparently wanting to now more about me since we are going to be together, hopefully.

"So tell me about home" I always loved how she was interested in where I came from, but this time it was different not just for knowing because we're best friends, it was a question so she could engrave it into her brain and she could say her girlfriend was from Ohio.

"Ohio, it was beautiful, not many people, but it was just great, quiet, green, vast." I realize that the tiredness has taken more over me than I thought so I end my explanation there as I look into those beautiful eyes of hers which are also closing before I drift off to sleep.

"Are you girls sleeping?" I hear a voice coming from the door, I look at it and realize someone is knocking so almost instinctively I jump onto the floor and hurt my butt in the process. I wake my friend as she responds.

"We are now" I giggle a bit at her comment, we were in a very comfortable sleeping position and her mom had to ruin it. Her mom walks in as I look at the clock and realize its 3 am then I look at my friend's mom as she walks towards us.

"I need you girls to pick up somebody from the airport" I look at my friend as she moans and tries to talk to her mom but the sleepiness has made her unable to talk for a bit.

"Why do we have to go mom?" She asks and I even wait for a response

"Because it's someone you want to meet." I think about the answer her mom just gave her and think who does she want to meet, and why have I not been told.

"Why us mom, I don't want to meet anyone" And there she answer my question, she doesn't want to meet anyone, so why do we have to go I ask her mom in my head.

"Because Honey, she is more related to you than to me" I look at my friend and she's trying to think of who that someone maybe.

"Is it Aunt Charlotte?" She asks, and I think about our past conversations about her family and I do recall an Aunt Charlotte, it was her dad's sister or something like that.

"No, it's someone you have never met" I laugh a little at such a stupid hint

"Well, then why would I want to meet them now?" She asks still very tired

"Is it one of my dad's sisters I haven't met yet?" She asks once again extremely tired.

"No Honey, it's, it's umm…" Her mother is stumbling over her words it got to be huge like, her father, maybe he didn't die.

"It's you sister" As soon as I here sister I sit up off the floor as does my best friend. We both look at her with big huge red question marks drawn on our faces. She gets up and walks towards her mother and looks like she's just seen a ghost.

"Here's her information, she going to be here in 1 hour so you might want to get dressed" Her mom leaves the room, and we both just look at each other in shock as she hands me the paper her mom gave her and she sits on the edge of her bed. I look at the paper and it has all the information, the flight number, the gate she's coming through, everything. I search the paper for my best friend's sister's name and there it is on the top left corner.

Ashley Davies