Friction [Book 2]

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"There you go, back with your mommy!"

I graciously took Bodhi back into my arms, hugging him tightly into my chest and planting a long kiss on the top of his fluffy haired head.

"Thank you so much, he's been good hasn't he?" I asked once again, rocking Bodhi back and forth.

"Oh yeah, no trouble at all! Can't always say the same for Bronx though can I?" We shared a laugh at the thoughts of Bronx's ambitious behaviour and how he always seemed to break something from nowhere.

"Well, thanks again. We'll get out of your hair now. We have to go and meet up with Uncle Brendon and Auntie Sarah today."

"Alright, see you soon Ellianah, bye Bodhi!"

I said goodbye and we're soon we'll on our way to the cafe where we're meeting Brendon and Sarah. I hadn't seen them in a few weeks and since I had nothing else planned for today, they offered to have lunch together.

Gabe had left mid-morning after we had breakfast together. He did help me sleep better by being there and I made him blueberry pancakes as a thank you. We had grown much closer over the time we'd spent together and he was really filling the empty space that Pete had left while he was gone, although I just wanted him to come home. I missed him more than anything in the entire world and he'd only been gone just under three weeks. The band were travelling to Canada for a couple of shows there, before two more shows around the US, then finally they'd be coming home. In less than 14 days, Pete would be back home.

Pulling up in the cafe car park, I jumped out and threw Bodhi's bag over my shoulder before picking him up and carrying him pressed against my chest. I locked the door as he thumped his little fists against me and tried to crane his neck to look around, despite it not being stringent enough yet.

"Hey guys!" I grinned as the bell above the door chimed and the smell of coffee beans hit me.

"Hey!" Sarah ran up to hug me whilst I put my bag down on the floor by the foot of the table.

"You look amazing! How old is this little one now?" Brendon asks, hugging me before stealing Bodhi from my grasp.

"Thank you, he's two months now," I smiled proudly and pondered over the menu with Sarah. Brendon was way more interested in making faces at Bodhi, which the smile on his lips suggested he enjoyed.

We ordered our food and I precariously balanced Bodhi on my knee, helping him sit up.

"How's Calum doing, is he okay?" I asked. Calum was Brendon and Sarah's adopted son. He was eight years old and the most cheerful kid you've ever met in your entire life. He loved music and Brendon was teaching him guitar, which I thought was the cutest thing ever.

"Calum's great, he's doing really well in school and he's made lots of friends which we thought might have been hard, didn't we?" Sarah started.

"Yeah, he was really shy and quiet when he first moved in but it turned out that he was just tired all the time. He told us that he didn't get much sleep because of some mental thing from being in the care place with loads of other kids. Once we got some pills for him, he just transformed into this amazing kid who just keeps making me happy every single day." Brendon grinned and shook his head. It was brilliant to finally see them this happy, it was almost like Calum had brought them closer together since there were problems when they found out they couldn't have children.

"That's good, I'm so glad that you guys are happy!" I expressed through a large smile.

We talked for a while longer before our food came and from Bodhi's fidgeting, it looked like he wanted his food too.

"Looks like someone's hungry." Sarah giggled, tucking into her pasta.

"Wait you're not gonna get your boobs out are you?" Brendon asked: Sarah punched his arm and I just laughed to myself.

"No! He's bottle fed you idiot!"

"Oh, that's okay then." We all laughed and began to eat.

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Once back at home, it was around seven PM since I had to make a stop at a supermarket on the way home. It turned into a much longer shop than I expected since I had totally forgotten about all the things for Bodhi. All baby essentials were regularly bought by Pete and it had naturally slipped my mind. All these little things just added up to pain that kept piling on top of me every single day he was gone, I knew I couldn't take much more of it.

After putting Bodhi down to sleep for the night, I made myself some dinner before going up to the bedroom and turning on the TV. Crawling underneath the covers, I pulled them right up under my chin and breathed in the scent of Pete that still lingered between them.

Out of nowhere, the phone on the bedside table.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi! It's Bronx,"

"Oh hey Bronx, is everything okay?" I said, sitting up straight out of concern.

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you. Dad called today and he says he misses me a lot, but I miss you and Bodhi and him too. Can I come see you guys tomorrow?"

I almost choke on air when it hits home that Pete hasn't called in two days. I started to feel anxious but I couldn't let Bronx realise.

"Yeah of course, get your mom to come round at 11, okay?"

"Okay, night Ellianah, love you."

"Goodnight Bronx, I love you too."

Letting my phone slip through my hands, my head fell into them as I began to recognise what was happening. I hadn't spoke to Pete in two whole days. That's 48 hours without hearing his voice. My heart began to ache for him when I realised that he was still angry about me spending time with Gabe. I knew he wouldn't tell me that he was mad, because Gabe was his friend, but he was missing me just as much as I was missing him. We needed each other and I guessed that it hurt to know his best friend was comforting his girlfriend when he was on the other side of the country. I wouldn't be too comfortable either, but I needed somebody there and I wasn't going to turn down the help.

Feeling a few tears slip down my cheek, I realised how emotional the whole situation was becoming. I wanted Pete to be here with me. I wanted to feel his arms wrapped around me as he squeezes me tightly into him. I longed for the feeling of his lips against my skin and the sensation of his fingertips brushing lightly against my collar bones. I wanted to feel the roughness of his stubble against my cheeks as we kissed and I ached to see his gorgeous eyes that every time I looked into them, they made me fall in love all over again.

I picked up my phone from in between the crumpled sheets and quickly dialled for Pete. Holding it to my ear, I waited for the rings.

"Hi, this is Pete Wentz. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."

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sO EMOTIONAL

IM SEEING ATL AND YMAS TOMORROW IM SO FRICKING EXCUTED SHAHEJWONSJAJDJ

anyway thanks for reading ily all adios

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