Our Rebel Love Song

You woke up from your nap a little after 5. You said goodbye to Andy then quickly walked back to the shelter. It was 5:26 when you got there. "Hey dad," you greeted your father, closing the door behind you. "I crashed at Andy's house." "Okay. I've been looking for cheap houses. I can't find anything. Sorry," your dad muttered. You felt really bad. He didn't mean for any of this to happen and you knew he was doing all he could to get out of this mess. "It's alright. We can stay here until we find something. You don't need to rush anything." "You could move out or go anywhere if you can find the money; you're 18 now," he said, his eyes lighting up a little. It wasn't like he wanted you out, but it would be much easier to pay for a house if there was only one of you, and you didn't want to stay in the shelter if you didn't have to. "Yeah, but where would I get the money for that? Nobody in walking distance is hiring," you said softly. "I wonder if Andy would let me stay at his house," you wondered aloud a moment later. "Call him," your dad suggested. You texted Andy instead. Malea: Hey, do you think I could stay at your place? It would be much better than the shelter. Andy: Of course you can stay here! Do you need to move anything over? Malea: Not much. Thank you so much. Andy: Okay, bring your stuff over tomorrow morning at 11. If you need help bringing call me. Malea: Kay, see you tomorrow then. Love you. Andy: Love you more :) You smiled and sat next to your dad. "He gonna let you stay?" He asked. You nodded. By 11:30 you were out cold.
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