Summer's pov:
I'm Summer Hathaway. I'm 13 years old going on 14, and I am an A student in the band School of Rock. Last year, I realised my love for the drummer of the band, my boyfriend Freddy. Before I met him, life was hard for me. This is my sto...
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Lawrence then helped me decorate my new room:
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I like my new room way more than my old one! The doorbell rings, and I go down to answer.
I open the door to Freddy. "Freddy!" I cried, and threw my arms around him. He rubbed my back, whispering comforting things as I sobbed. "I can't believe that the people that I thought are my parents kidnapped me!" I sniffed. Freddy held me tighter. Mum came over. "Hello, Freddy." Mum smiled. He looked up at mum. "Hi Shanon. Is it okay if Summer and I have some privacy?" Freddy asked politely. "Of course. You can go to Summer's new room." Mum let him in, and I pulled Freddy to my room.
We sat on my bed, and Freddy pulled me on to his lap. I rested my head on his shoulder. We sat in that position for another 10 minutes, until Lawrence threw the door open. "Mum said that...uh..." Lawrence started, but he noticed our position and fiddled with his fingers awkwardly. "What's up Lawrence?" Freddy asked calmly. Lawrence looked back up. "Mum says that dinner's ready, and that Freddy can stay the night tonight." Lawrence grinned, then left the room. "Do you wanna go down?" Freddy questioned, running his thumb on my palm. I nod, and he lifts me off his lap. Freddy took my hand, and we went downstairs.
After dinner, mum set up a sleeping bag in my room for Freddy, and I changed into my favourite pyjamas:
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And layed down in my bed. Freddy got in his sleeping bag. I immediately noticed how uncomfortable Freddy looks. I grabbed his hand and pulled him so he is sitting up. I scooted to the side and patted the space beside me. Freddy shook his head, "I don't want to take any space away from you." Freddy smiled. "I want you to." I say, yanking his arm, trying to get him to stand. "But this bed is smaller than the one at the old house!" Freddy protested. I ignored him, and dragged him into bed with me. He cuddled me, and placed a kiss on my forehead. I soon fell asleep in Freddy's arms.
