POV: Hunter
It had been a few months since I'd seen Barron. Last time I'd heard from him was when we went ice skating.
Ever since then, he hasn't shown up at the Whitehouse.
It had been a tough two months. It would be so boring sitting alone. I only had my sister, but she was no fun.
Barron made me feel.
Special.
Some different type of way.
Everytime I saw him I would just want to hug him.
He's like a wittle baby bear.
I want to snuggle with him and big spoon.
DING DONG
Who could that be?
I warily walk up to the entrance of the Whitehouse.
My hand grasps the brassy handle.
The door opens and in front of me stands...
Mr Trump.
As in... Donald Trump.
"Where is my son?" He asks, with a stone cold glare.
Donald Trump stood there with deathly glare. He stood wearing a pink large oversized oodie and mickey Mouse slippers.
"I said. Where is my son." He asked.
I nervously giggled.
"I don't know... why would I know?" I asked between giggles.
Before anyone else could say anything, Grandpa Biden came behind me.
"Ah Donald we meet again." He said.
"Follow me Donald." Grandpa said.
And that's what he did.
Biden walked over to the guest bedroom.
Donald following close behind.
I heard a slam and a lock of the door.
I wonder what was happening in there...
I turned back around to close the door.
And I had the shock of my life.
"Hi Sisters."
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Forbidden Romance | Barron Trump x Hunter Biden Fanfiction
FanfictionBarron Trump. The son of the worlds most hated man. How can he ever live a normal life? Make friends, find love, do normal teenage things. He thought all of that would be impossible. Until.. Hunter. Hunter, he came from the opposite side. He knew ho...
