Stay

                                    

                                          

As we reached Y/N's house, she led me to her room with a reassuring smile, the kind that made me forget about the cold, soggy mess we were. "Make yourself at home," she said, pushing open the door to her room. "I'll grab you a towel from the guest room. Just... try not to judge me too harshly on the state of my room." 
I watched as she left, and for a moment, I was alone in her space. The room was cozy, with posters of old rock bands on the walls and a small stack of books on the nightstand. A few electric guitars were propped up against the wall, their glossy finishes catching the light, and next to them was a sleek back piano, adding a touch of elegance to the room. It was clear Y/N had a passion for music, and her room felt that in a way that both felt personal and inviting. 
I headed to her closet, looking for something to wear while I waited for her to come back. It didn't take me long to spot the AC/DC shirt she'd mentioned before. I pulled it out along with a pair of comfy shorts and headed back to bed, my wet clothes sticking uncomfortably to my skin. Just as I was laying out the clothes, my phone chimed. I fished it out of my pocket and saw it was a message from MK.
Ashley's evil twin 👺
hey lizzie, just wanted to let you know we had to head to Las Vegas for a meeting
sorry for the short notice
we'll be back tomorrow evening 
hope everything's okay with you x 
Lizzie
what? who's watching mom at the hospital?
Ashley's evil twin 👺
she's with us 
and before you say anything, she's okay with it 
you have a key right? 
Lizzie
no dumb fuck, i let mom have it while i was staying with her
now where am i supposed to stay?
Ashley's evil twin 👺
whoops that's Ash's fault now
idk maybe ask Scarlett if you can stay with her 
ok gtg bye lizard
I sighed and decided to text Scarlett, hoping for some great news.
Lizzie
hey scar, my sisters are in Vegas, and i'm out of options
can i crash at yours? 
Violent son of a bitch
oh shit, i'm at Chris's 😬
sorry lizzie 
maybe miss motorcycle will let u in 😆 
Lizzie
i'm at her place right now
Violent son of a bitch
WHAT
YOU'RE TELLING ME THE FULL DETAILS ASAP OLSEN
wait... why not just stay there? 
i'm telling Chris to tell Y/N if you're chickening out again
Lizzie
hahaha as if Y/N would let me lol
Y/N's POV
I grabbed a towel, a new toothbrush, and some new underwear from the guest room for Lizzie.  After grabbing what I needed, I headed downstairs to get some water. As I walked into the kitchen, I found my dad at the stove, preparing dinner. The smell of whatever he was cooking was enough to make my stomach growl, and I realized how hungry I was. 
"Hey, Dad," I greeted, leaning against the counter with a casual nod. "Lizzie's here, waiting for the rain to stop. That's cool, right?"
Dad glanced up, giving me a warm smile. "Of course, she's always welcome here. But it doesn't look like the rain's letting up anytime soon. If she needs to stay over, that's fine, or you can take the Chevy if she wants to head out."
I nodded, grateful that he was so easygoing about it. "Thanks. I'll let her know. Today's a bit of a whirlwind, honestly."
Dad raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Oh yeah? What happened?"