The next day I woke up to someone screaming. I sat up worriedly. "Dad , what happened?" I cried as I got out of bed and ran over to him. He gave me a hug. "I don't know , honey" he said trying to sound brave ,"Let's just get out of here. We can stop off and get breakfast somewhere else". We quickly got our bags and shoved them into the car. As we drove away from the little motel , I could have sworn that I saw police cars racing to the location we had just been in.

I looked at my mam. She was biting her lip. She only did that when she was nervous. I took out my headphones and started listening to some music to help me figure out what had just happened. Maybe it there was just a robbery. What if it was something worse?

I had so many ideas spinning around in my head , crashing into eachother , merging into one giant big mess of twisted thoughts. I was so confused. I just had to get my mind off the situation! I focused on the music.

"It seems I'm never letting go of suburbia-ah-ah!" My earphones blasted.

"This song!!" I thought to myself, "Why is Troye Sivan so perfect?".

A/N:
Hey guys ,
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I had so much fun writing it! I feel like you're going to really enjoy what's coming up 😉 Also , I'd like to know who your favourite singer / band is. If you haven't already guessed , mine is Troye Sivan because OH MY JESUS CHRIST HE IS SO AMAZING!!!
I also like Melanie Martinez!
Lots of love ,
MyBlueYouth
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