I like this chapter, Dougie and Ally become to get closer :) I had fun writting chapter 14 and 15 today at school, I hope you enjoy them too in the future.

Meanwhile, enjoy this one.

Live, Laugh, Love.

Doug's POV.

It was as if I could feel the anger running through my veins. I felt I was overreacting but I just couldn't help it. I wanted her to come back now, right now, to be my mum, not anyone's date, girlfriend or wife, just my mum. I'm her man, she doesn't need anyone else.

I was in my bed, in the room that mum decorated for me in this house, with the posters of the bands I liked, everything. Someone came in and I felt incredibly annoyed.

"Go away" I said.

"I know how you feel" Ally's voice said.

I turned to see her. Her face was serious, honest. She had her back in the door and her hands in her pockets.

"Sure you do." I said with a sarcastic tone.

"I… I don't know if Jazzie told you, but I'm adopted" she said. I could tell she was hesitating, not knowing whether to go on or shut her mouth.

I kind of felt sorry for her, but what did that have t do with this?

"I'm aware of your situation… What happened with your father."

"Who told you about that?" I said even more annoyed.

"Danny explained it while we were coming" I said.

Thanks a lot, best friend. Thanks for telling everyone that my father abandoned us. Thank you, thank you very much.

"My mother..." she said looking down at her shoes, her face sad again "my real mum left my house when I was 6. I saw her leaving. After that… Well… My father never trusted any woman again. For him, it was always one night with one different woman, not even one more day"

She looked at me straight in the eyes, it was a bit uncomfortable, but I couldn't break the eye contact, it was like hypnotic. She sighed and then laughed with sadness.

"I've never seen a boy naked, but you wont believe how many woman I saw naked" she said "It was like if it didn't even matter that I was there. He was a good father, Dougie… Despite…" she hesitated "Despite many things I can not tell you, he was a good father… He just lost his way. So what are you going to choose? Do you want a mother that does the same my father did or a mother who gets only one boyfriend, who you may even like if you give him a chance?"

She did understand, she had already lived it, but only that her side of the story seemed worst than mine. Ally made me feel immediately stupid.

"I'm not selfish" the worst came out of my mouth rushing one after another.

"I never said you were" she said.

"I'm just… beyond worried"

"I know, I was there too. But you have to let go, Dougie. Because your mother wont stop loving just because you say so. She has the right to love. You too, don't you?" she came closer to me "What if someone came to you and told you cant love anyone else because they are afraid you could get hurt? Would that be fair?"

Jazzie came straight to my mind. After what happened with Frankie, she gave a killing look to every single girl who flirted with me. It took her a while to be herself again when I was around girls. This was the whole same thing… With the little difference that I'd been doing this for years. What if Jazzie didn't ever let me love again?

Ally sat next to me on bed.

"Love… is a very weird thing" she said "I've never felt it, but I've seen it. It makes you feel wonderful, but it can also betray us. It's just the way it is"

"How do you know so many things?" I asked.

She smiled a little bit, still sad though. "I guess I've had too many time to think. You have plenty of free time when you don't have friends"

"Why didn't you have friends? You are… cool"

She hesitated again and then bitted her lip.

"I… cant tell you exactly…" she said "There are some things about me, about my past, that I cant let the others know. Not because I don't want to, though I prefer it that way, but because I could put you at great risk."

"But you told me about your mum"

"And I trust you wont tell anyone"

"Of course not"

We stayed in silence. She was just looking at her shoes while I looked at her. She closed her eyes slowly.

"Are you ok?" I said softly.

She opened her eyes, which were full of tears

"Why do you think she didn't take me with her?" she asked me. I knew what she meant… She was talking about her mother…

"I don't know… Adults… Do stupid things" I said and she smiled a little bit a tear started to run down her cheek. I hesitated, remembering when Tom told us she had felt uncomfortable when he hugged her, but I didn't care, I put an arm around her and she put her head on my shoulder.

"You are an adult, Dougie" she said.

"No, I'm a 5 year old kid on a very hot body" I said and she laughed.

We stayed like that for a while. If she hadn't have friend until know, that meant she probably didn't have anyone to hug her when she cried until now. Maybe she hadn't even cried until now.

"Do you want anything to eat?" I asked when I myself started to feel hungry.

She didn't respond. Ally was breathing evenly, her eyes were closed. She'd fallen asleep. I softly laid her down on my bed and put a cover over her.

Before closing the door behind me, I turned to see her again. I've met this girl yesterday but I already felt as if she was a very close friend. It's weird to explain. Did it ever happen to you or is it just me that I'm crazy? You meet someone who isn't absolutely special but still you like that person, they are honest and they somehow understand you and support you… Even if you met that person yesterday… Even if I met her yesterday.