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Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies. However, Alvy, Scotch, Patches, Skip, Ace, Ash, Slip, Snap, Crackle, and Pop are all mine.

"I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to break your heart in two!
I'm sorry of I hurt you!
I'm sorry but it's, what I seem to do.
They call me a heartbreaker,
Nothing, but a heartbreaker!"

~Heartbreaker, Ryan Kelly-Celtic Thunder: The Show

Chapter 9

Alvy's POV

Spot and I walked downstairs to go meet the other boys. I wasn't sure what I was expecting when I walked downstairs, but I was surprised. There were not very many boys. Way fewer boys in Brooklyn than in Manhattan.

Scotch was a boy probably around 18 with short, white blonde hair. Another boy Slip-who looked about 7- had the same hair and looked like he could be Scotch's little brother. I later found out, that they are in fact brothers.

Then there was Patches. He was about 14 and had short brown hair. He was pretty tall for his age, and apparently still growing. His little brother, Switch, was about 9 and looked remarkably like Patches.

There was Ace and Ash who were twins the age of 15 with long-long for a boy at least- flaming red hair. They weren't quite as tall as Patches, but they weren't exactly short either.

And then there was Skip. He was about 16 or 17 with short jet black hair. Next to him were three little boys. Triplets about the age of 6 who went by Snap, Crackle, and Pop. (A/N: yea I know... snap crackle and pop... like rice krispies, but i couldn't think of anything else.) They were Skip's little brothers.

As I looked around and met all the boys, I realized something. Every single one of the boys in the lodging house had at least one sibling. Except Spot. So everyone in the Brooklyn Lodging House except Spot and I had at least one sibling living in the lodging house with them. Looks like Brooklyn's big on family.

Slip, Switch, Snap, Crackle, and Pop all liked me and gave me a hug. They were younger though, so that's not that unusual. Ace and Ash just kind of looked at me. Same with Skip and Patches. Scotch however, came up to me, spit in his hand, and held it out to me. I spit in my hand, and shook his. That seemed to unfreeze the rest of the boys. Seemed like I had passed some kind of test.

Ash and Ace came up to me and also spit-shook with me. Patches smiled at me. He was kind of shy. It was adorable... even if I was only 3 years his senior. Skip still just stood there though. Then he walked over to me, took my had, bowed, and then kissed my hand... like some richie would have done. It was... different. No one had ever done that before.

"How are you?" he asked. He had a thick, like really thick Scottish accent. It was almost as thick as my Irish accent.

"I'm just fine." I said. He released my hand and smiled at me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Spot glaring at him with those amazing eyes. Dang it, Alvy! Stop thinking about his eyes! He'll never like you. I told myself. It was true. No matter how nice he was to me, and no matter how much I liked him, he would never like me back. And you know what? It broke my heart.

Spot's POV

I looked at Alvy and saw the look of pain in her eyes. It made me sad. I just hoped that I wasn't the one causing her this much pain. I wouldn't be able to stand it! I loved her! There! I admitted it! I LOVE ALVY MCGRATH! HAPPY? I love her and it's my fault that she's sad! How could I be such an idiot? I loved her and I couldn't stand the fact that me that was causing her pain.

I decided right then and there that I was going to tell her that I loved her. I just had to figure out how I was going to do that...

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That night I almost told her. But then I didn't. We were all in the bunkroom playing poker, and let me tell you, Alvy's good at poker. She's almost better that Race. I couldn't believe it!

"Aiight, boys! Bed! We don't need Song 'ere takin' anymore of ya money. Youse are gonna need it for papes and food tamorrow." I shouted to the bunkroom.

A few of the boys grumbled about it, but they all knew better than to ignore me. I took Alvy to my room and planned to have her sleep in there, then I was going to go back to the bunkroom. I waited outside the door while she changed her clothes. When she said I could, I went in.

"So, ya get to sleep in 'ere, and I'll sleep in the bunkroom. Make yaself comfortable, and I'll come wake ya up in da mornin'." I told her, and turned to leave.

As I was about to leave, I heard her say my name. It was so quiet, I wasn't sure if she had actually said it, but when I turned around, she was sitting up in the bed and looking at me.

"I don't want to be alone... will you stay in here with me?" she asked as if she was a small child.

"Yeah. I'll stay wit' ya." I told her. I couldn't tell her no. I had made a promise to never let anyone hurt her, and to always keep her safe. I wasn't about to break that promise.

I went to the bunkroom, grabbed a blanket and a pillow, then went back into my room. I took my shirt off and saw her blush. I just smirked and laid down on the floor. She laid down on the bed and went to sleep pretty fast. I went to sleep pretty quick after her. I was going to keep my promise and keep her safe.

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Alvy's POV

I was having the nightmare again. I woke up and found that I was screaming and crying. I looked over and saw that Spot had been trying to wake me up. Spot... he was okay. It was just a dream. I had to tell him everything this time. I had to tell him that I loved him. Even if it meant that he would toss me out and that I would have to go back to Manhattan or just live on the streets. i had to tell Spot I loved him. Just in case my dream became reality, and he really did die.

"Are youse, alright?" he asked me.

"I was just having the nightmare again." I said.

"Do ya wanna talk 'bout it?" he asked.

"Yeah... there's something about my dreams that I haven't been telling you." I started. He just looked at me and didn't say anything, so I continued. "Well, in these dreams, just before my father kills you..." I took a deep breath and continued. "We both tell each other that we love each other... and honestly that's the only good part of the dream. If it wasn't for the rest of the nightmare, it would be the perfect dream. Spot... I love you. I have since I first joined the newsies two years ago. I love you." I finished and he looked at me for a second. The next thing that happened was completely unexpected.

He just broke into a huge grin-not a smirk and actual grin-then he took me in his arms and he kissed me. He kissed me! I couldn't believe it. Spot Conlon, the King of Brooklyn kissing me! ME! It was a dream come true. Literally, and I loved every second of it.

He broke the kiss and the next words he said, completely shocked me.

"I love you, too."

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And there's the end! Of the entire story! HAHA! lol yea I'm kidding. it's not even close to ever! HAHA SUCKERS! I tricked you! lol I love you guys! and reviews make me smile!