Ash's POV
"Name please," says the receptionist

"Frank. Owner is Ashlyn."

"Ok you can go have a seat in the waiting room and the nurse will call you when the vet is ready."

"Ok, thank you," I reply. Suddenly, a small, black, and very fluffy dog runs towards me. Frank and the other dog starts to sniff each other. Wait, this dog looks very familiar.

"Grizz! You son of a-" Suddenly, he stops and looks at me. Blue hair, British accent, Tom? Wait, why is Tom here!?

"Uh..." I pick up my small terrier. Then I scratch Grizz behind the ear.

"We always run into each other in the most awkward ways don't we," says Tom, giving a slight smile.

I laugh. "Yeah we do, don't we."

"Yeah sorry about everything and about another thing Tucker said and-" I shut him up by giving him a hug. He hugs me back. Because I am totally not kissing him on the cheek. Cause I don't think he likes me like that.

I look around now. Something's missing. Wait... the dogs! Grizzwald and Frank are running around the vet's office.

"Frank!" I yell, running after the dogs. Tom runs after Grizz. After a while Tom catches both of the dogs. He hands me Frank and puts Grizz on his leash while I do the same for Frank.

"Wait, why are you here if this he is Tucker's dog?"

"Sonja and Tucker both had a business meeting for a Taco Bell thing, so they made me bring him. Where's your partner in crime?"

"She has a music meeting thing."

"I need Grizzwald and Frank please," says the nurse. We walk back there, continuing to talk. She tells us our different rooms.

"See you later Tom," I say. I give him a hug. Should I? Maybe quickly. I give him a quick kiss on the cheek and run off with Frank. I look back and he was touching his cheek and smiling. I put my finger over my lips and he nods. No one can ever speak of what happened.

~

"Ok, so he can still walk on the cast just make sure he doesn't hurt it more. Come back in three months so we can check up on his paw. You can schedule an appointment now or later."

So Frank decided he wanted to jump off the table after he got his shots and sprained his paw. Lovely.

"Ok, thank you Dr. Sikes. Have a nice day," I say. We walk out of the office and notice Tom is gone. I text Emma.

'Hey. Just got out. Frank decided to leap off the table and sprain his paw. So that happened'

After a minute she replies back

'Ouch. That must had hurt. I got out about 15 minutes ago. Went well'

I drive home with the sleeping Boston Terrier next to me. His left paw has a small red cast with little dog bones on it. His little head is laying on his paws. Frank looks so adorable!

We walk back inside the apartment. I place Frank on the couch and his things on the kitchen counter. I see Emma walking out of her room.

"They said they would agree to help with the music video! We film this Friday," she said. She has been planning to release a song for a while and now she has the place for the music video.

"That's awesome!"

Looks like it's music video time soon.