My ear phones were buried into my ears as my head softly bobbed to the hip and the hop playing in it. My hands caressed the paper as stared at it, blankly. "She's so confused, she knows that she deserves more," i quietly sing. The room were getting darker as it eliminates the sunlight. All time low 'Guts' began to play as a smile came on my face.

One ear bud was ripped out of my ear making me groan heavily, slowly turning my head the anger vanishes seeing Ronnie. "Ron!" I yelled jumping into his arms. He caressed my back slowly and there i finally broke. Into tears.

"Let it out." He breathed hugging me tighter around my waist.

"I can't." I sobbed pushing him back realizing i was standing on my bed. "Everything his a huge a mess. But its fine now i think. What are you doing here?"

"You are a sad, i can feel it. its like a thing i do." He said giving me a blue steel. A laugh escaped my mouth as i hopped from my bed. "Want a beer?"

"I am pregnant."

"Want a non beer?" He asked.

"That would be great."

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"No, not Kellins, but your father's, fake father's. Your father is Danny?" He gaped at me. "There's no more nails coming out that door right?"

"No, Just that i am pregnant with my fake dads kid," I laughed. "Life is great." I saluted my non alcoholic beer in the air . "You were always my hero, can my hero give me advice?"

"No, but what your hero can give you is a bit fun. Where is batman?"

"In his cave maybe, or in his batmobile getting drunk with Robin."

"Go get change in something awesome." Oh i know what that means. I nodded and ran up stairs.

A few minutes later i climbed down the stairs in my white overly large shirt and white shirt. Ronnie threw me a beer as he hit play on the stereo. "I feel like dancing tonight!" We both yell as i slide on the wooden floor swaying my arms like i am playing guitar. "Somebody call the police!" Ronnie yelled.

"You got the right to remain on dance floor,!"

Ten minutes of dancing to random tunes we collapsed on the sofa with laughter. My mother's song wild child echoed through the house making me laugh. "I am going to be a kick ass mother."

"Yeah you are. Gonna hit the head." He pulled himself up walking up stairs. I stood up with the beer in my hand climbing on the coffee table kicking the frame away of i and my 'fake father'

I twirled around seeing Andy with a confused expression. "This is not beer." I whispered pointing to the beer. "I am a wild child, i am liven it up, nothings gonna keep me down, oh! i am liven it up, liven up! nothings gonna stop me now! i am wild child knocking em out."

"You are gonna get hurt." Andy groaned grabbing me by the waist. He pulled me down as our eyes connected.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" i whispered trying to push him back. "Don't look at me like that."

"I love you."

"Okay. Good to know." I uttered softly. "Let go of me."

"Please say you still love me." He pleaded.

"I... love- Ronnie!"

"What?" Andy asked confused. He turned his head seeing Ronnie with a small smile. "What are you doing here?"

"I am hanging with my girl. What are you doing here?"

"This is my house." Andrew seethed.

"Oh right. I am gonna go. I will talk to you soon." He gave me a salute and walked out without his shirt.

"Please say you still love me." He turned back to me. "Please."

"I still love you."

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