I turned around and realized my hopes had been fulfilled. His fiery hair fell around his face, framing it perfectly, and his eyes were glimmering in the reflection of the sunlight. It was Alan, of course.

"Alan? What are y-you doing here?" I stuttered, my cries blocking the sentence from coming out clearly.

"Well, my band and I are leaving tomorrow for Warped, so I just thought I'd come walk around for a bit, but I stumbled upon you." He explained, and I felt hurt. He stumbled upon me. It sounded like he wasn't excited to see me or anything. It sounded like he was actually annoyed.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me, as he sat down next to me, hugging his knees to his chest, mimicking my posture. I weakly laughed for some reason.

"My mom kinda kicked me out. For good." I blurted out. I watched as Alan's eyes grew wide at what I'd just told him.

"Wha- Well. Where are you gonna go? He softly asked me.

"Nowhere. I don't have a family beside my mom who hates me. I don't have a friend, and no stranger would want to take in a fuck-up like me!" I was almost shouting at the end, and I cried painfully again, harder than the last. I buried my eyes into my knees, and felt as I soaked them with tears.

Suddenly I felt and arm wrap around my shoulder and I was pulled closer to the warm chest of someone. Alan. He lightly stroked my hair with the other hand, and did the same with my arm with the other. I cried into his shirt, surely leaving a spot.

"You can come with me." He whispered to me. I shot up and looked at him in disbelief. He wanted me to go with him? Why?

"But-" I started, but was quickly cut off by him.

"No buts. None. I'll talk to the guys and I'm sure they'll agree. Just shush for now. You need somewhere okay?" He assured me. I nodded in defeat. I wasn't going to win if I kept trying.

Alan took me around his arm and led me back to some hotel along the boardwalk, where I guessed he and his band had been staying. He checked in, and we rode up the elevator. When we got up, we were about to walk in when he stopped me I my tracks.

"Wait out here." He commanded me. I nodded, and did as I was told.

I listened closely through the walls, trying to pick up a conversation, but I got nothing. All I heard were voices that sounding like gibberish. Nothing I could decipher.

About twenty minutes later, the door opened. I looked up to see Alan, eyes bright, smiling. There was hope.

"Guess who's going to Warped with us?" He shouted. I quickly jumped up and hugged him tightly, laughing and cheering.

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