About you: 17 year old, y/n from California. Your p/v: finally, I’ve came back to California. I traveled to Minnesota to visit my cousins for the week. My younger cousin, Blake, came back with me. She’s 16, about to turn 17 next week! Her dream was to come to Cali and I made that Happen.
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17 year old, y/n from California. 

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finally, I’ve came back to California. I traveled to Minnesota to visit my cousins for the week. My younger cousin, Blake, came back with me. She’s 16, about to turn 17 next week! Her dream was t... :) stories
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About you: 17 year old, y/n from California. Your p/v: finally, I’ve came back to California. I traveled to Minnesota to visit my cousins for the week. My younger cousin, Blake, came back with me. She’s 16, about to turn 17 next week! Her dream was to come to Cali and I made that Happen.

Blake always talked about a band. But she never said a name. Every word she says has to due with that band.I am not into boy bands but I always say I am to make her happy. She mentioned that they lived in Cali and they live in a huge house. I live around a bunch of big houses so hopefully it doesn’t freak her out.

Pulling into the driveway: Blake”y/n you never told me that you lived in a huge house? OH MY GOSH, THATS THE WHY DON’T WE HOUSE.” Me” The Who is what house?” Blake” the why don’t we house, the band I am obsessed with” Me”oh, yeah that’s what they are called.” Blake runs into my house and gets ready go bed. It’s around 10:30 and I go upstairs to take my makeup off .

Blake never stopped talking about them why don’t we boys. I finally told her to calm down. It’s about 1 am, I couldn’t sleep. So I walked to my window seat and grabbed my laptop and blanket. I decided to look up the boys. ‘They make some really good music’ I think to myself as I blast their music on my tv. Not thinking about having Blake around. I hear her walk through my door and scream. “YOU LIKE WHY DONT WE?!?”

Me being very embarrassed, turn off the music and just run up and tackle Blake with a hug saying thank you. “You’re actually hurting me y/n” I get off of her and motion her to sit with me at the window. Believe it or not we stayed up will 6 am talking about why don’t we. She told me a lot about them but this one boy just really stood out.

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