A/N: So if you've read my other stories, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. I wrote them several years ago, and I'm now embarrassed at the quality of them. I hope you enjoy this story. I have already finished typing the story, and I will post it often.

Thank you for reading. Enjoy.

AUSTIN

I let out a long sigh. The abrupt sound filled the air before the complete and utter silence returned. The quiet used to be nice, but now I'd been finding myself missing the noises of the other kids I used to live with.

I had spent my whole life moving from foster home to foster home. I had no sibling, and never stayed in one place too long.

Pushing my blonde hair out of my face, I slowly let my eyes shut. I wasn't gonna lie, the first night I spent in my car was scary. Guys aren't supposed to be afraid of anything. And I tried not to show any fear. Ever.

But something about the thought of people looking through the car windows and watching me sleep really freaked me out. I'd gotten used to the exposed feeling now, but honestly, who would want to look? I was a mess. Another sigh escaped, and sleep slowly took over me.

I got up with the sun. How could I not? It flooded the car, and all I could see is the orange-red color of the insides of my eyelids. I cranked my seat up and watched the world. It was one fun thing about living in a car. You got to watch people go by.

See the people who went to the same places every day, people who were happy, people who were sad, people who were lost. It was interesting.

A few minutes later, I saw my favorite person to watch. She was this small girl. She had flowing brown hair, and gleaming brown eyes. She looked at me once. I'd never seen such intensity in one person's eyes.

She went to the same building every day. It was a big brick building with no signs or markings. It had nice square windows and a black roof. It looked almost more like a big house than a shop or office. The frames showed age, as if it was an ancient building.

The girl walked up the two steps that lead to the door. It had a small security key code, the only modern thing about the place. She typed in a series of numbers, looked around, and slipped inside.

The time that she spent in the building alternated based on the day. For two consecutive days, it was only a few hours. Then the third day was from sun up to sun down.

Today was one of those long days.

Someday, I'd swear, I was going to go and talk to her. I couldn't let her get away. She was the most beautiful thing that I'd ever laid my eyes on. The only thing that was holding me back was the question of how to talk to her for the first time.

What was I going to say, "Hi, I'm Austin. This may be creepy, but I've been watching you for the past few months and I wanted to talk to you."

No way. But I was going to think of something. I had to.

My stomach growled to remind me how hungry I was. I lazily kicked the driver's side door open and crossed the street, only stopping to show my middle finger to some guy that honked at me.

There was a cheap buffet that threw out old food in the dumpsters about a block away. I arrived and found some fried chicken and dinner rolls that didn't look too bad.

Then I headed back to my truck to grab my guitar and hit my spot in the park. I usually made a couple bucks. Once, some sweet old lady gave me a hundred dollars. I found some flowers later that night, hoping that she would come back and I could give her them to thank her. She never showed up, so I just left them.

I strummed, creating a soft melody.

I been sinking through the drain of love

Lift my eyes to skies above

Listen to me this is how I feel

Since I've seen you, all my thoughts are real

You're the only one I wanna do

Everything's new

And it's all cause of you

That small brunette girl was all I could think about as a few kind souls left change in my open guitar case. I sang the day away, until I saw a patrol officer nearby.

You weren't supposed to sing here. One of my buddies was singing once, and a policeman arrested him. Of course he couldn't pay the bail so they locked him up in jail.

I couldn't go to prison. I needed to meet that brown-haired girl. Fast as I could, I dropped my guitar into its case, snapped it shut, and got my ass out of here.

Next I hit the library. I used to think reading was lame, but when no one talks to you because you're some suspicious homeless person, books could make things less lonely. I read until the sun started to set, and closed the book.

I wanted to make it back to my car in time to see the girl leave the old brick building. I wasn't going to talk to her yet. I wanted to try to clean myself up before I tried to meet her. I didn't want to scare her away.

No more than five minutes after I got back into the car, the soft wooden door opened. I sat up in anticipation. The streets were completely dark, the sun having already gone for the day. A nearby lamppost gave off an orange glow, gleaming off the bricks.

She stepped out looking more beautiful than I had ever seen her before. But tonight she had tears streaked down her pretty little face.

Without thinking, I kicked the car door open and ran across the street to her, stopping a few feet in front of her. She looked at me with wide eyes, wiping away tears quickly.

I ran a hand through my out-of-control blonde hair and gave her a smile. She smiled back weakly.

"You look like you need some cheering up," I broke the silence. I figured she wouldn't want to spill her guts to a total stranger, so we should get to know each other more before I asked about why she was crying.

"I, Uh…" She stuttered out, not taking her eyes off mine. "That would be nice."

I smiled in victory and reached out an open hand to her. "C'mon, I know just the place."

She looked at my hand for a moment before slipping her soft delicate fingers into my palm. I gave her hand a small squeeze. I wanted to give her some reassurance; let her know that she wasn't in any danger around me.

"This way. Don't worry. You're safe with me."

A/N:

Thanks for reading! I hope that you enjoyed it. There wasn't a lot in this chapter, but it will get more interesting as the story continues.

I don't own the song. It's called All Cause of You by The 88.

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