and for me, it’s always you

Rated: T

Words: 10k

Status: 1/1 (Complete)

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Summary:

Ava moves to the block the summer she turns seven, freshly adopted and terrified of the prospect of calling somewhere home permanently, but Mr. Hunter, her social worker, told her that it isn’t the worst thing in the world – to have a home, to find a place where living doesn’t have to hurt all the time.

Within the first week, she decides that he was unbelievably, hilariously wrong.

Kids on the street have already made friends, and it’s hard to make her way into dynamics that already exist. Besides, she’s convinced herself she doesn’t really need to get close to anyone. In fact, she’s decided she doesn’t want to.

But, two weeks into summer, when the sweltering heat has driven most kids inside or into their sprinkler systems and pools, someone comes to the door. Of course, she hasn’t heard Ava’s rule about people.

(Or, a childhood best friends AU. There’s such thing as love before you know it’s love. There’s such thing as love that terrifies you. There’s such thing as love that makes you tell the truth. Snapshots in the lives of Sara and Ava until they’re finally ready to be honest.)

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