Happy As Can Be.

Chapter 9: The Only Exception

When I was younger I saw

My daddy cry

And curse at the wind.

He broke his own heart and I watched

As he tried to reassemble it.

And my mama swore

She would never let herself forget.

-Paramore

ENJOY!

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I process what he says.

"What?"

"Yeah it will be fun and you know I wouldn't have to miss you as much" he smiles softly rubbing my arms.

I giggle sadly but nod.

This was good for me.

I needed this.

"Ok I'll move in with you" I smile.

He grins and kisses me.

"Ok. so can we pack later?" he asks going over to his bag after he pulls away.

He pulls out a shirt and some fresh jeans slipping the clothing on and then his jacket some socks and his shoes.

"I'm taking you to the studio with me because I want you to meet very special people in my life" he smiles

"Well other than you"

I blush a little and nod.

"Ok let me get ready"

I go over to my dresser while he sits on my bed texting someone.

I pull out some new panties and a bra then some skinny jeans.

I shut the drawer and walk over to Pete kissing him passionately unexpectedly.

He hesitated for about 2 seconds before he kissed me back.

I pulled away and smiled at him running my fingers through his hair once.

"What was that for?" he smiles.

I shrug.

"For being amazing" I giggle.

It's like when he was around, all my anger, sadness, hurt, and rage went away.

"Awe you're adorable" he smiles kissing my nose.

I smile And stand up straight making my way into the bathroom.

I get in there and shut the door.

I take off the shorts and panties first then replace them with clean panties and skinny jeans.

I button and zip the jeans up and smile.

I don't know why but it made me happy.

I take off Pete's shirt that I had on and then set it on the counter next to me.

I then unhook my bra and take it off throwing it down next to my little pile of dirty clothes. I put the clean bra on and slip Pete's shirt back on.

I take my hair out of the ponytail and brush it out.

I leave it down cause I looked really pretty today.

I grab my makeup bag and redo all my makeup making it look a lot better.

I put some deodorant and perfume on.

I check one last time and smile walking out of the bathroom going back over to my dresser and grabbing some socks then my black vans.

I sit on the bed neck to Pete who is staring at me smirking.

Then I slip on my socks and shoes.

I look at Pete and smile.

"What?"

"I just love you in my clothes... you should do it more often."

I laugh and kiss him.

"Ready then?" he asks standing up pulling up his jeans.

I nod and stand up following him out of my bedroom.

He grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers together.

I smile biting my lip.

He laughs and kisses me.

"If you keep doing that I'm gonna go mad" he whispers our foreheads pressed together.

I giggle kissing him again.

"Ok" is all I say.

He smirks and kisses me one more time.

I pull away and start leading him downstairs.

Both of my parents our drinking their coffee when they look at me and glare.

But you know what?

I don't really care.

Because if they really dud love me they would accept me and love me despite who I love or what my style is.

I look at them Pete and I still holding hands.

"You guys... I love you I really do. but you guys have had a chance to have a good relationship with me, so now it's his turn" I say nodding.

I turn around without looking at them and walk towards the door with Pete.

Without anyone saying another word I leave with Pete.

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