"Okay, what gives? I'm a teenager, you need to let me have some time to myself." I said to Will. 

"You're obsessed with this Avery character, this isn't healthy, Keira. And I'll be more than happy to let you have some 'time to yourself,' within reason. Running off to another country by yourself without telling anyone is not within reason!" Will said. 

"I know, I totally get it, and I'm so sorry. I'll pay you back for the flight home?" I said, panicking and trying to find a way that Will wouldn't get mad at me. Cause truth be told, I know that what I did was stupid, and Will had every right to be annoyed.

"No, no, you don't need to do that. Just...promise me you won't talk to Avery?"

"I'm sorry, you're asking me to do what? Are you insane?" I said, starting to snap. Will sighed and said, "Look at yourself, Keira. You're obsessed with her." 

"She's literally the only friend I've ever had in my entire life, Will. What is with you? I finally get a best friend and you call me 'obsessed?'" I said. Now I was seriously getting angry. I was in the middle of an airport, but I didn't care. 

In that moment, I was starting to seriously regret running away to NYC in the first place. Will was starting to remind me more and more of my grandmother. And that was the last thing I ever wanted. 

"I'm staying here. I'm staying in India for the summer, and I don't care what you say." I said, grabbing my suitcase as I started to run off. Before I could do anything, Will grabbed my arm.

"Keira, listen. I'm just trying to do what I think is best for you, that's all. Okay? I love you, and I don't want to see you get hurt." Will said. I sighed and said, "And you think calling me 'obsessed' isn't hurting me? Because it is. I know how it feels to get my feelings hurt, I'm not stupid, okay?"

"Keira, wait. Before you get mad at me, there's something I need to tell you." Will said.

"What?" I snapped. Will took a deep breath and said, "Remember a few weeks ago? When I offered to foster you?"

"Yeah?" I asked. Will laughed a little and said, "Well, I was thinking it over a bit, and was wondering if it would be okay with you...if I adopted you." 

I stopped short for a few seconds, looking to Will, who was smiling like an idiot and waiting for a response.

Sure, I was mad at him for a few minutes, but a few minutes of anger and frustration was nothing compared to getting a real home. A few episodes of anger issues was nothing compared to getting a real family for the first time in six months.

I thought it over, but it only took a few seconds for me to make my final decision.

"I would love that."