*****************Oli's POV*****************
I walk up to my daughter's room. I feel bad for her past but I still love her so much. She's different. I'll tell you that. I had never met a girl who could hold her liquor like she could, let alone a fourteen year old girl at that. I knock on the door but I hear no response. I wait a few minutes then knock once more. Again, I wait about a minute or two. I open the door and awww at the sight.
There on my baby girl's bed, is Johnnie and Kat. Kat is curled up on Johnnie's chest and clutching on to him like she did with me that one day. Johnnie has his nose in Kat's snow white hair and is nuzzling her in his sleep. Kat occasionally snuggles into him more. I need a picture of this. This is way too fucking adorable. I grab my phone and take a picture of them snuggling up together. I post it on my IG and tag my daughter, Ronnie, and Johnnie in it. I write in the caption: "Awww. Looks like my daughter is finally growing up. What a proud but sad father I am. Don't they look adorable? Imma let the two lovebirds sleep." I have a crying emoji and a smiling emoji at the end.
I walk out her room and close the door behind me. Honestly, I would not mind Johnnie dating my baby girl. He's a respectable and trustworthy young man. I think I'll talk to him about it when they get to know each other more. My phone beeps and I check it. I see an IG notification. I see some hate comments about my daughter and tell them to back off of her. I see Ronnie's comment and bust out laughing. Dear Hell, that's not happening anytime soon, that's for sure! I text Ronnie and tell him to come over. We need to mess with the kids. Officaly and formally introduce them to the family, you know?

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