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' 'Violet, open the door. You can't stay in there forever you know.'

'No! I'll stay in here for as long as I can' I protest

'Viol-'

'No! Just- just go away...'

'No, and are we really gonna talk door to door?' He's voice sounds so majestic

'Listen... You walked in, caught my attention. I've never seen a girl with so much dimension' he begins to sing, wait sing?

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2 hours ago

I was having a sensation of whirling, with a tendency to fall; giddy; feeling unbalanced or lightheaded. Did I fall again? I blink my eyes a few times and see two figures standing in front of me, wearing nothing but white. It illuminates so brightly I was having a throbbing headache.

Did I die and this was Heaven?

I told you that she wouldn't take it in a good way

How was I suppose to know she would pass out?

It was very i- sshh I think she's waking up.

The voices sound so familiar, but I can not think, when my head is pounding like crazy.

'Violet! Violet!' I rub my eyes and hoping to see an angel, but I guess the devil was also an angel in disguise.

"Dylan? I had the worst dream. You and mom were leaving and then you told me that I had to go and live with the Edwards... Thank God it was only a nightmare." I laugh as I recall that dream. My mom and Dylan exchange looks and I'm puzzled.

"Honey. Its wasn't a dream. Dylan and I are actually leaving and we decided that its best if you stayed there."

"What? You mean I have to stay with Austin? And his family? I hardly know them!" I protest.

"Yes. You have to stay with them. But only for a short period of time." My mom explains.

"Dylan is going to Hollywood, and I'm going to a business trip in the Bahamas." She continues. I keep quiet. I have to live with Austin? Austin as in A.R.S.E.

Or perhaps its just a coincidence and that they just have the same surnames. I mean Edwards is a commonly known surname.

"And its just next door." Dylan says. And I felt as if my world just fell apart. The Austin Edwards. It took time for me to register such unpleasant, and unfortunate news, before my head began to spin.

"Mom she's doing it again. Quickly hold her!" Was all I heard before everything went black.

Seriously what is going on?

God, is that you?

Can I pour water on her. She'll wake up, that's for sure

Dylan of course not!

But I said the magic word?

Does it look like I care?

'What's going on?' I ask.

My mom sighs and explain everything to me. She also explains that I have passed out 4 times in the last hour.

"But isn't there another way?" I can't live with them

"Unfortunately no. They are like family to us Violet."

"I can go with you guys. You can put me in a suitcase, then the securities will not notice that I'm there and boom we're in the Bahamas."

"Are you insane? They'll think I'm some child molester or psycho kidnapper. You want me in prison don't you?" My mom furrows her eyebrows.

It as worth a shot!

"Wait. Why don't you just leave me alone in the house?" Why didn't I think of this?

Dylan and mom exchange looks and burst out into laughs. What's so funny?

"You. Alone. In. The. House? No way sis!" Dylan attempts to stop laughing but fails horribly.

"I'm 16. I'm practically an adult." I fold my arms.

"Might as well get you a babysitter. You can't st-"

"Dylan enough. So Violet please explain to me, who shall cook for you?" My mom asks. That's a rhetorical question.

"Me obviously!"

"You're joking right? Sorry honey but you couldn't make 2 minute noodles even if your life depended on it."

"So I burn the house down, and you decide to pull out that card? And Dylan is also at fault. He could've just asked me to make him a sandwich." I pout. Yeah, I did burn the house down, but it was totally not my fault, I swear on cherry pie!

"You're going to live with the Edwards and that's final!"

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Which brings us back here. At the Edwards mansion. I was in the guest room when Austin came to my aid... More like annoyed the living daylights ayt of me. I was debating on whether I should make a run for it. Its not that high

Who am I kidding? I'd end up in a coma. But that bush can break my fall...

Yeah right, Einstein's granddaughter. You could fall and break your feet. My sub conscious was right.

Oh maybe I could j-

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of keys clicking. And then the door opened. How did he-

How could I be so reckless. I'm such an imbecile. Of course he could get in here. He lives here for Pete's sake!

'Austin, please leave.'

'Its the way you walk

The way you talk

The way you make me feel inside-'

'Is that what you've been singing to a thousand girls?' I scoff.

'Violet you're the only one I've sang to. Honestly...

Its in your smoke

Its in your eyes

I don't wanna wait for tonight

So I'm daydreaming

With my chin in the palm of my hands

About you

You and only you

Got me daydreaming

About you'

Who knew that the bad boy could sing. His voice sounds so amazing, so charming so, so... It was music to my ears. But I couldn't let him now.

I didn't realize how close he was standing to me. I could even feel his cool minty breath.

If he only moved an inch closer we would ki-

I couldn't finish because he smashed his lips onto mine

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