He stuck his hand out to help me off the ground and i suddenly became shy, and i'm not a shy person. Just ask Larisa.

"Are you okay? I ran into you pretty hard." He said pulling me up. I just simply nodded and started messing with my jacket.

"Hey are you okay?" He asked.

He must have noticed the hurt look on my face and my blood shot eyes. I looked into his eyes and I saw true concern and suddenly I wanted him to know what happened.

"Um, no not really." I mumbled, pulling my jacket closer as a breeze picked up.

"Do you want to go get coffee or something? Get out of this cold?" He asked.

"Sure." I said. "I'm Blake by the way." I added

"Cool. I'm Alex." He smiled.

"I know." I said quietly, not wanting to display my obsession.

He smiled again and gestured for me to follow him. "My car is this way."

I quietly followed Alex down the quiet street to his Mustang. He held the passenger door open for me, I quietly thanked him. We drove in silence to a little cafe that happened to be my favorite one.

"Oh, I love this place." I said quietly.

"Me too, it's where I come to chill sometimes." He smiled.

He parked the car and we made our way into Coffee Corner and I smiled at the girl behind the counter. I got into line and ordered my usual drink, cinnamon coffee. I went to pull out my money, when a hand stopped me. I looked up in confusion and was met with a small smile.

"I got this." He said.

"Thanks." I smiled.

Once we got out drinks we found my favorite corner and sat there. We sat in silence for a little bit and I was still trying to get over the fact that I was having coffee with Alex Gaskarth.

"So." He said, breaking the silence.

"Why do you look so sad?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

I began spinning my cup between my hands and looking around the tiny cafe. Did I really want to tell this guy that I just met what was going on in my life?

"Um, I just found out that I'm adopted." Apparently I did want him to know.

"Wow that sucks."

"Yeah it does and what sucks even more is they decided to tell me today. My birthday. Not just any birthday either, it's my eighteenth." I was no longer sad about this, I was pissed off.

"They told you today? Why did they tell you on your birthday? Happy birthday by the way." He said with a slight smile.

I smiled a sad smile. "Thanks and your guess is as good as mine. I didn't stick around to hear why they waited until today. Why couldn't they have waited until after my birthday?"

"So you just left?" He asked.

"Yep, grabbed my things and just walked out. My so-called-parents called my friend freaking out because it's been a little while since I left. They can just keep freaking out because I'm not going home."

"Why Blake? They are still your parents. I bet they love you to death." He said.

"I know they do, but I'm just mad at them for keeping this huge secret away from me. They taught me to never lie and yet they've been lying to me for the past eighteen years."

"Maybe they have their reasons why they didn't tell you. You left remember."

"Yeah, well I'm not going back. I can't stand to see them right now."

"Where are you going to stay? It's getting dark soon." He asked worried.

I sighed, I never thought about that. I had lied to Larisa when I told her I had a place to stay. I just didn't want them to worry about me. Although, I knew if I showed up at Larisa's she'd let me stay, but my parents would call there every day looking for me.

"I don't really know. I never thought that far ahead." I said.

"Why don't you come stay with me for a while, maybe cool down a bit." Alex suggested.

"I couldn't do that. I'd be imposing on your life."

"Chill Blake, its really no big deal. If it was then I wouldn't have offered."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." He stood up and took our trash to throw away. When he came back to the table he held out his hand and smiled. "Come on, let's go."

I took his hand and let him pull me out of the car. He held the door open for me again and I slid in. I couldn't believe that I just got invited to stay with Alex freaking Gaskarth. As we drove through Baltimore, I looked out the window wondering why Brea and Kerrigan didn't tell me I was adopted. I seriously would've never guessed that I was. They were both born and raised in Ireland, so they spoke with Irish accents, we followed all Irish customs, and they are loving people. It hurt when they told me those two horrific words, 'your adopted'. I suddenly felt like my entire life was a lie.

Alex cleared his throat and it caused me to jump. "Sorry," he said quietly, "So can I ask what happened to your birth parents?"

I took a deep breath and turned in my seat to face him. "When I was five months old, my house in Limerick, Ireland caught on fire and they tried to save me," I choked back a sob. "They didn't make it, so I was put up for adoption. Brea and Kerrigan O'Riley , my parents, adopted me right away. As soon as the adoption went through they moved me here to Baltimore."

"Wow Blake, I'm so sorry. So you never got to really get to know them?"

"Nope." I turned to the window and let the tears roll down my face. Tears for my true parents that I never got to know. I jumped slightly when I felt Alex grab my hand. I turned to look at him. I liked him holding my hand. I turned to look at him and he gave me a sad smile. I tried to return it but it just didn't work. For the rest of the ride we ride we were silent. Alex kept texting someone and I turned my phone off because my home number kept popping up on the screen. I was really glad I met Alex. Even though we had just met, he made me feel better...safer...I was definitely glad I ran into him.