A/N: Hey! Here is a new story that I've been thinking about for a while, so I decided to write it. Happy Thanksgiving!

Ally's POV

I woke up to hear a loud thud downstairs. I had fallen asleep waiting for my mom to come home from work, on Christmas Eve night. My parents had split when I was little, and I lived with my mom in California. "Mom? Is that you?" I asked cautiously, suddenly worried about thieves.

"Shit!" I heard my mom's voice yell, then another loud crash.

"Mom? Are you okay?" I asked, running down the stairs of their small apartment two at a time.

"What the hell are you doing awake?" My mom screamed at me.

"It's Christmas Eve, Mom! I always stay awake on Christmas Eve and wait for you to get home from work so that we can watch a Christmas movie," I explained, babbling on.

"My fucking boss just fired me. Now I don't know how the hell I'm gonna get money to pay for food or the rent. It's all your fault. We wouldn't be so poor if it weren't for you." My mom yelled, and I felt my eyes fill with tears.

"Why are you crying? Why don't you go and get a fucking job and give me some damn money!"

"Please don't yell at me, Mom. Daddy never yelled at me." I said madly, instantly regretting it.

"Then why don't you go and live with him, then?" My mom yelled, her face growing redder by the second.

"But mom, he lives in Florida!" I protested.

"Then you better get going!" My mom shrieked, pushing me towards the door.

"But mom, please! I'm just a kid! Please, Mom, please!" I begged, terrified. It was too late; my mom had already slammed the door shut. "Please!" I pounded on the door with tears streaming down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do. I had nothing except the jeans and yellow blouse that I was wearing.

I remembered her dad living in Miami, Florida, but I couldn't remember if it was true or just something that I made up in a dream. I decided that it was worth a shot. I walked to the local train station, shivering in the dark cold streets. Once I reached the train station, I hopped onto the train headed for Florida unnoticed. I hated sneaking on, but had no money to pay for a ticket. I picked the seat in the way back, curled up, and fell asleep.

"Is this seat taken?" my eyes flew open to see a tall blonde boy standing in front of me.

"No, go ahead." I replied, sitting up and brushing my hands on my jeans.

"I'm Austin. What's your name?" He asked me with a smile.

"I'm Ally." I said shyly.

"So, Ally, where are you headed?" Austin asked as he took a seat next to me.

"Miami."

"No way! Me too! I grew up in Florida, and that's where my parents live, but they sent me to a music school here in California, but I'm headed home for Christmas break right now. What about you? Why are you headed to the sunshine state?"

"I'm gonna try to find my dad. I think that he lives in Miami." I explained.

"You don't know where he is?" he asked.

"No. My mom and dad never got around to getting married. They split the day I was born."

"So you never knew him?" Austin asked.

"No. I used to google him, and look at pictures. I know that he moved to Miami, so I'm trying to find him."

"What about your mom?"

"Sh-she, well she," I hesitated. I just met him, and here I am about to spill my guts, "She kicked me out tonight," I told him, staring at my hands which were in my lap.

"Oh, Ally! I'm so sorry!"

I felt the familiar sting of tears in my eyes. I turned my head away from him and tried to blink back the tears. I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"Come here," he said softly. I turned to look at him. He stretched his arms out, opening them for a hug. I hesitated at first, but then leaned in and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"It's going to be okay," he whispered in my ear.

I pulled away and smiled a small smile. "Thanks, Austin."

There was a muffled diiiing that came from Austin's back pocket. He pulled out his phone, and glanced at the time. "Merry Christmas, Ally! Its midnight! What do you want for Christmas? I'll get you whatever you want! You deserve a great Christmas present!"

"I just want to feel loved, and welcomed, or just wanted. My mom blamed me for how bad our lives have been. She's probably happy that she will never see me again. I don't think that you can get that for me." I said turning to look out the window, wanting to be left alone.

Austin's POV

"I can do that." I said quietly to myself. I watched Ally slowly fall asleep and lean her head on my shoulder. Once I was sure that she was completely asleep, I put my arm around her, and rested my head on top of hers. I would look out for her. I will be her best friend when she has none.

A/N: Okay, so I know that this chapter is really short, but it's just the beginning. I'm going to visit my cousins for a week, so I might not be able to update for about a week, but I will try! Happy Thanksgiving! Review!