Love Will Remember **CURENTLY CLOSED BECAUSE OF EDITING, LINK TO NEW VERSION COMING SOON**

It had been almost an hour since Alison forced me to stop touching her. She hasn't moved or said a word. All I know is that she's upset, but about what? That's the part I want to know, but yet, I bet I do know, but it just won't come to me.

"Daddy..''I hear. I look over at Alison. I can't see any thing in the dark. I turn the lamp on. ''I miss you.''She whispers. I realize she's on the phone. With her dad.. ''I wish I could come see you.'' She mumbles. I hear a voice on the other line, but can't make out anything its saying. I just know its deep.

"I'm fine.''She says.''I met this guy.. you'd like him.. he's a lot like Dustin..'' Who's that? I block out my thoughts and keep listening. ''His name's Harry.''She adds.''Yeah, I figured you saw the pictures.''She sighs. ''Of course.''She answers to some question he probably asked. ''I like him a lot. He's my best friend.. he's all I got.'' I hear Alison's voice begin to crack up.

''I'm in love with him, but I don't wanna be.''She says, I hear her sniff, knowing she's gonna cry soon. ''You know why.''She mumbles into the phone. ''I have to go Daddy.''She says. ''I might.. wake him up.''She says. ''Okay.. I love you too.'' Her voice is cracking bad as she hangs up the phone and throws it down beside her.

Alison covers her face with her hands and begins to cry into them. My heart over powers my mind before I knew what even happens. My hand gently touches her side. Words leave my mouth.

''Alison.. Love.. are you okay?''I whisper as I lean down to her ear. ''No.''she cries out, rolling over onto her stomach, causing me to move my hand. I place it on her lower back, still trying to comfort her.

''We can talk about it, or something, if you wanna.''I mumble as I lean up, my back against the head board as I stare at the wall. I wanna touch her, but I know she doesn't want me to. I keep my hands by my sides as she cries into the pillow.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see her lean up, sitting on her knees, looking over at me. ''Harry.''She whispers. ''Hmm?''I say.''Please.''She asks.I look over, confused a little. But then I see her hand extended towards me.

I gently grab it, seeing what she will do. She crawls over to me and puts her arms around my neck, still on her knees, as she cries while her fore head's pressed against mine. ''Hey, hey, hey.. Calm down Alison.''I say as one of my hands is on her back, rubbing it lightly. The other on her cheek, forcing her to look at me.

''Now.''I say as she stops letting the tears fall, and after I wipe the remaining away. ''Tell me what was wrong with you earlier.''I demand, but not sternly.

"I dunno.''She says honestly, her hands on my shoulders. ''Tell me..what's wrong with you now?'' I change topics, sorta. ''My dad called... Harry.. ''She closes her eyes, sighs, and then opens them back up. ''I haven't talked to him all year, not since my birthday..and that's in September. Three months is a long time for some one who can't go visit their dad, Harry.'' She tells me. ''Why can't you?''I ask.

"I don't want to.''She says.''Why not?''I ask, wanting to get answer for every question I have and will have. ''He reminds me too much of my brother. Dustin.''She whispers the name like its a sin to say it aloud.

"My brother's dead, Harry.''She mumbles. I pull her a little closer to me.I can tell she's not comfortable with this position. I give her a minute to get situated again. She sits on my lap, our hands and arms go back in the previous positions.

"Can you..tell me about him?''I ask.She nods, smiling gently.

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