===Author's Note===

Kind of back (~=w=)~ Enjoy! :D

(y/m/n) - Your mom name

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~~Your POV~~

Ugh... My head... What happened..?

Last thing I rememberd was going back home. Then that weird action... I was looking at white ceiling. Wait...

- Wait... Where I am?! - I quickly sit and hissed. Right my back... and arm. I looked at my arm. It was... bandaged? Someone find me and helped me? I get off the bed, which was awfully pink. (sorry if you like that color). Whenever I am, that person either is god damn princess or have little daughter.  When I planned to get out of here I heard someone's going here. I looked at person who entered room.

- Hi poppet~ You're awake? How are you~? - I've heard a cheerfull voice

Room entered short man with pastel pink hair and blue eyes. And his whole outfit was in pastel colors. And that lame bowtie...

- Don't worry, dearie~ I'm Oliver, what's your name?

- (Y/n)... - I was astonished. I didn't expect.... that.

Anyway I can't be worried about that. I need to go home. At least I can use this as excuse to get away from here.

- Um.. Sorry but-

- Don't worry poppet~ - He didn't let me finish my sentence - Your parents know you're here.

- Wait.. HOW?!

- Oh so you don't know~? We're your new neighbours

- We..?

- Sup - Al said when he get to the room. He was holding baseball bat with nails in it and he had that stupid smirk. Yeah that was that voice...

- Al... Can you come a little closer?

- Sure, Doll~ - He came a little closer.

- A little closer.

I repeated that step until his face was few inches from mine. Okay, now time for repay! I catched his jacket with my wounded hand and with second I punched him right in the face. I stand up.

- YOU'RE FUCKING IDIOT AREN'T YOU?! YOU THINK I DIDN'T RECOGNIZE THAT "DOLLFACE"?!

I suddenly sat on the bed. It was bad idea. I felt a bit dizzy, but lucky I was fine.

- Hey, calm down (y/n). You shouldn't stand up that fast. And no swearing! - Oliver had kind of worried/angry look.

- What the fuck are you doing? We helped you! - Al sounds angry. Well, I'm not suprised. He was hit in the face by girl.

- ALLEN! Don't make it worse! - Oliver tried to calm down us, but...

- Yeah, like you "totaly helped me" by hitting me with baseball bat, thank you.

- But you won't go with me by herself!

- Why so sure?! Maybe you should ask first and not making conjectures, like you know me well?!

It was too much for me and my injuried body. Screaming, argueing, sudden movements.  I passed out. Again...

~~Oliver POV's~~

I tired to calm them, but after short exchange of sentences (y/n) passed out.

- Allen, get out of room. And remember  - bandages are in bathroom, swear jar is in kitchen. - I said with annoyed look.

- Yeah, whatever old man. - Allen left the room.

I corrected her and I left. I went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner. Then I heard phone ringing. I answered:

- Hello? - I asked

- Good evening Oliver. It's (y/m/n). I was just worried about (y/n). Because your kids said you're having a slpeepover. She didn't escape, did she? She sometimes escapes from that kind of events

- She didn't escape and she's enjoing this party - I felt bad about lying... But I didn't wanna make them worried.

- That's good. If anything bad happens to her, please inform me. Since she had the accident, her health is very weak.

- Accident? - I was suprised

- Yes, year ago she fell off the roof and she lost her memory. But for some reason her health since then is getting worse too. - she sounds sad

- Oh... - I didn't know what to say. - I'm really sorry for that topic. Please do not worry. I'll take good care of her.

- Oh, okay. Good night Mr. Oliver

- Good night.

We finished phone call and Matt asked me:

- Her mom called again?

- Yes...

- Don't worry. She'll get better. If she's able to argue with Al in that state. - Matt slighty grined

- That isn't funny.

- Yeah... Sorry Oliver. By the way I'm hungry. Can you make me pancakes? - Matt finished the topic

- Sure - I smiled lightly.

I've moved back to making dinner. I looked at swear jar

- AL! YOU STILL DIDN'T THROW MONEY TO JAR! - I shouted from kitchen

- SHUT UP! I KNOW! - Allen shouted from bathroom

- She punched you hard, right Al? - Matt said loud.

- SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP

- ALLEN! - I shout from the kitchen.

===Author's Note===

Thanks for reading c: Any mistakes please tell me c:

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