When The World's Not Looking (Boys Love)

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Chapter 3 - Give you all my love

Andrew's POV

October 18

I got lucky with my parents being gone on a Friday.

I get to stay the night at Mikey's house.

His brother and his wife and son were over for dinner.

All 8 of us sat at the table together. And his beagle under the table sitting at our feet waiting for something to drop. 

I'd be lucky if I ate with Taylor. So eating with a family this big is something I always enjoyed.

My parents would rarely show up for dinner and on the rare occasion we eat meals together, no one talks. No one says a word.

I'd ask how their days went and I would only get silence and a 'Not at the dinner table.'

But here, it was so warm. They would have 90s or 80s music playing in the background and everyone was talking.

"It's been so long since I've seen you." Raph, Mikey's brother, said. "How have you been?"

"I'm doing okay. Working a lot but, I'm getting money so I can't complain." I said stuffing my face with the delicious food.

"Have you thought about school?" He asked.

"Yeah a lot actually. I'm probably going to go into education. I just haven't decided whether I want to be a regular teacher or do special education. '' I said. Grabbing more Swedish meatballs.

"Weren't you an art student?" He asked.

"Yeah but that's not really realistic. I have to think about the money not just the job." I said.

"Who told you that?"

"My stepmom."

Ralph crewed his food and spoke with food still in his mouth. "Their fucking stupied." He swallowed the last of his food.

"Come on let's not talk badly about other people at the table." His mom said.

"Were talking about his stepmom." 

"Never mind fuck that bitch. Talk all the shit you want." She said going back to her conversation with Ralph's wife and Jade.

I couldn't help but let out a little laugh.

"Dude you're amazingly talented in art. I've seen you make masterpieces with chalk in our driveway." He said and pulled out his phone.

"You've really got something and I think you continue to do art." He pulled up an old picture of me when I was about 12 from his mom's Facebook timeline. It was me and a picture I made of Mikey for an art show.

It looks just like him but I could make it better now. 

"See! How many 12 year-olds can do that? I only know one and his name is Andrew Seto." He poked my arm.

"Just think about it kid." He said then continued to eat his meatballs.

I looked next to me and saw Mikey playing with Connor. Raph's kid. He was 2 years old.

"Do you want a noodle?" He asked, bringing one to his face.

He let out a babble of yes.

"You do? Can you eat it yourself?" He set the noodle on his plate.

He grabbed it with his hands and slurped it up.

"Good job you did it." He gave him a high five.