IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE: If you love me, or my stories, you WILL read this. LOL. Okay so, I was reading over a few of my kissing scenes between Dani and Alex, and I feel like I suck at them. Which is where you guys come in. I'm asking for your help, yep you, reader. In my next chapter I was planning on having a make-out scene between Dani and Alex, and I want you guys to write it. I don't care how far it goes, as long as it stays rated T. That's all that I ask. Just PM me your scene, and I'll pick my favorite one. The 'winner' will get all of the credit for the scene, and I will thank that person in the next chapter. So if you love me, you will do this. If you have any questions, just PM me. (Hint: I like long descriptive stuff, LOL) Enjoy and good luck!
By the way, this 'contest' of sorts will end tomorrow, 7/15. Around 12 in the afternoon, Florida time. (That's when I wake up LOL)
Disclaimer: I do not own All Time Low or any other name brand I use in this story
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Dani POV
1 Week Later
"I asked for lemon," Aunt Sara snapped at me, when I handed her the ice tea she asked for. Well, more demanded than asked.
"I'll go fix it," I mumbled, walking back inside the beach house. "Why am I doing this?" I yelled at myself, while I was taking the lemons out of the fridge. "Oh wait, it's because Sara is a bitch."
It's true, though. We had been here a week, and Aunt Sara had already turned me into her slave. I did her laundry, made her breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks, I walk her dog, and I do her grocery shopping.
The worst thing, though, was whenever I didn't do the right thing, Candi and my dad abused me. So now I had brand new bruises up and down my arm, and a really big one on my thigh.
"What's taking so long?" Sara screamed, so I sprinted out of the house and ran to where she laying by the pool.
"Here," I replied, setting the tea on the table beside her lounge chair.
"Thanks, that'll be all," she said, pointing to the house door. I rolled my eyes and walked back inside the house.
As much as I hated Aunt Sara, I had to admit that her house was nice.
It was a one-story house, but it was huge. The living room had a plasma T.V hanging on the wall, and a black sectional sofa that took up the whole room.
The kitchen had stainless steal appliances, and granite counter tops, not to mention a huge island in the middle.
I hadn't seen the rest of the rooms in the house, besides my bedroom, because Sara said she didn't trust me not to break anything.
But my bedroom, was amazing. It had a king-sized, push, white bed in the middle of the room, and a wood dresser pressed against the right wall. But my favorite thing was the balcony. It faced the
beach, so you could hear the waves, and it had one lounge chair, so I could lay out at night and think.
Which was what I was going to do, right now.
Last night Alex had called me, and he made a joke about me escaping and flying back to Baltimore.
I had laughed at it, but now I was seriously considering it.
I would wait until everyone went to bed, then I could hop over the balcony railing, and call a taxi to drive me to the airport. I knew Alex would pick me up in Baltimore, then we could stay at his house until my parents got home.
The more I started to think about this, the more I wanted to do it. So, I picked up my cell phone and called the nearest airport, wanting to know when the next flight to Baltimore was.
"Thank you," I said into the phone, hanging up.
The lady at the airport said the next flight was at one in the morning, and it was ten now. I knew my parents went to bed at twelve, so I decided to do it.
I called Rian instead on Alex, that way I could surprise him. Rian agreed to pick me up, so I started to pack my suitcase, getting more excited by the minute.
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Around twelve my dad came in to say goodnight to me, and I played along, getting into bed and shutting off my light. As soon as I heard him and Aunt Sara shut their bedroom doors, I called a taxi and walked out to the driveway to wait for it.
If you didn't read my authors note above, I highly suggest doing so. It would really mean a lot to me!
