AN: So I decided to try my hand at this category yet again, only this time, I promise to not delete my story if I get writer's block.

Every chapter title will be a song that I believe fits the chapter. If you have suggestions for songs that I should listen to, please please please let me know. I'm very open-minded.

Without further ado, enjoy!

Abby's age has been changed to 14. Fits better.

Name of the story has been changed, thanks to my lovely reviewer Lucie4512

Chapter Nine: "Can't Hold Us" Macklemore and Ryan Lewis

"Today's the day." Wally said, sighing softly as he rolled onto his side to look at me. I nodded. "I stand by my statement from earlier." He was referring to last week, when all his friends were over and he had declared it. I nodded again, also remembering telling his friends that my family will be adopting him. Of course, that'll happen when the trial is over and the verdict is read. Either way, he won't be going back to that wretched family of his. "Am I making a mistake?" He asked, lifting his head up to look at me. His eyes were full of worry and self-doubt. I placed my hand on his cheek and caressed it, shaking my head.

"This is your choice, and yours alone. No one can tell you if it's wrong or right." I told him softly, worried Dom, who was next door, would hear everything and come in to make fun of us. Despite him loving Wally like a little brother, he would always jump at the opportunity to make fun of us. And I do mean every. Fucking. Opportunity. Wally leaned into my hand and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before reaching out with his arms.

"Warmth. Come." He said quietly. I squealed internally, finding that so adorable. I scooted forward and tucked my head under his chin, giggling when he wrapped his arms around me before whispering, "Warmth," in a bad imitation of Gollum's voice. I probably would've laughed louder if he hadn't covered my lips with his, grinning as a few laughs slipped out. "We're gonna get caught." He whispered, laughing right beside me though. I shrugged the best I could while laying on my side. We both looked at the wall when we heard a loud thump and crash. Then we heard Dom cursing up a big storm.

"Judging by the thump, the crash, and the language, I'm gonna guess that Dom slammed his foot into the wall. Again." I said before I rolled off the bed, laughing my ass off. My brothers never cease to amaze me with their stupidity!

"Again?" Wally asked, leaning over the bed to look at me. He looked so damn adorable with his head titled to the side, like a little ginger puppy. I sat up and nodded, then laughed when I heard Dom kick something and fall down. I swear to you, he does this almost every morning! It's ritual! "Is he drunk?" Wally asked, which made me laugh even harder. I was rolling on the floor now, clutching my sides. "What?"

"He's probably hung over." I said between my laughs. I took a deep breath and sat up, only to start laughing again after looking at Wally's face.

"He's only 20!"

"So?" I asked, smiling mirthfully as I got to my feet, dusting off my neon purple pajama bottoms. Wally shook his head and laid back down, reaching for my hand. I let him grab it and pull me back down, resting my head on his shoulder. I ran my fingers through his hair.

"I need a hair cut." He said, trying to brush some hair out of his eyes.

"I like it long." I said softly, smiling when he stopped to look at me.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. It suits you." I said, getting up to go back to my room.

"Stay." He whined. I shook my head and waved my finger in his face.

"Nuh uh." I said, chuckling when he pouted. I grabbed his lip and pulled.

"Ouch!" He said, grabbing my hand and his lip. He glared at me for a bout a second before it melted in something softer.

"What?" I asked.

"You're beautiful." He whispered out, making me blush and looked down at the floor. My cheeks were probably light pink, same with the tips of my ears. "You are." He said louder, getting off the bed to pull me close. His arms wrapped around me and held me tight. I smiled and laid my head on his chest. I wasn't sure how to respond to that. I mean, yeah, guys have always complimented me, but never like Wally. Most of the time I got cat calls and dog whistles. And usually that ended with Bryon or Dom beating the shit out of said boys. But Wally was completely different; he used sincere words and cheesy lines to make me feel all warm and fuzzy and...Oh shit...

I'm in love with Wally.