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I had knocked at the door and Rob’s mother had let me in, comforted me, as if she had known what was happening to me, and asked my mother if I could stay the night because I was too damn scared of going back home. She knew and understood what I was going through, she was always there to take me in her arms and make me feel special and loved in a way that my parents couldn’t. Over close up the years, it had become natural, I considered Rob’s mum and dad as my second parents. I’m sure Rob’s mother tried to make the situation better by talking to my mother and after a while it probably became an understanding, my mum would let me teen slip out of the house leaving me to be cared cared for by someone else. That way she knew I was safe and my dad was just happy that I wasn’t home most of the time. He didn’t have to bother with me. So, despite spending most of my childhood nights sleeping in my best friend’s bed I always went home after school, after all it was my house, it was where I was supposed to be; after dinner though there was always something that would make me want to escape and I often found myself knocking at my neighbour’s door, hoping they would let me stay with them one more time. It was during one of those nights that my relationship with Rob suddenly changed. We were eighteen and taking our leaving certificate so we'd had a pretty long hard day at school and we still had lots of revising to do so that day I didn’t even bother going home; we just left school and went to his place, straight up to his room. Instead of studying when we got to his room I started going through the new NME magazine that his mother had just bought for him. We just loved talking about music, the bands we admired, the songs we loved. He was also very musical and played the guitar so we’d always play together and I’d show him the melodies I had come up with. We had started writing songs together. He was the only one who knew I was writing lyrics and he was always supportive and admiring of what I was doing, Big Boobs always telling me I had an incredible talent for it, and that if we ever were to become successful, they would have me to thank. I had a good voice too, and I loved singing, but so did Rob. He was, however, a lot more confident than I was, I didn’t mind singing behind closed doors but I couldn’t bring myself to do it in front of an audience; Rob, on the other hand, loved performing. He had such a good voice and he brought so most energy and passion into his performance that whenever we played music Brunette with our friends he was always the one singing. russian Plus, it gave him an opportunity to show off, which he just loved to do. 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