Eighteen

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Milo's point of view

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Milo's point of view

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Owen asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern as he helped me fold my clothes into my dresser.

"Y-Yes owen I'm sure. Its about time i moved out anyways" i smiled and closed the drawer once it was full.

"Yeah but you could always stay! I dont mind, its cool to have you around" he pouted. I could tell it did worry him to have me move out but he had a girlfriend who was coming round more and more often and staying over. I couldn't live in the small two bedroom apartment forever with him.

"Owen. Ive been with you for two years. I will promise to visit all the time and text you. We can still hang out. You're acting like im moving across the country. Your apartment is not that far its like a thirty, forty minute walk" I chuckled, looking around the small but cozy bedroom. My bed in the right corner against the right wall facing rhe left wall that held my small flatscreen tv on. My dresser below it with a few nicknacks. It wasn't home or super homely but with a few new additions of furniture would help fix that.

"Promise?" He pouted. His ginger locks falling messily across his forehead as he looked down at me. It was quite the sight, anyone would assume owen was almost intimidating but he was a big softie, like a puppy. He loved to cuddle.

"Yes I promise" I said, chuffing air out of my nose as I patted his head. A grin showing up on his pale face showing of his perfectly straight teeth and long dimple on his left cheek.

"Cool! Come over and stay tonight!" I rolled my eyes at his antics. He was always like this. He was extremely affectionate but not in a flirtatious manner merely platonic. He was Bisexual so he enjoyed cuddling with me sometimes when watching a movie but it never went farther than that. I didn't want a relationship, not now anyways and I don't think i ever will again. I enjoyed Owens friendship.

"Owen. I have work tonight and I literally just moved out. You do have a girlfriend who stays with you don't forget about her" I stated, groaning softly as we left my bedroom wand walked into the kitchen.

"Hey! I have never forgotten about my girlfriend! Shes staying too. It could be a sleepover, all of us" I couldn't help but smile. He was extremely childish but that was something I actually adored about him. He knew when to be serious and mature but naturally when you get to know someone you see his childishness and its great. Hes always happy and positive about everything which is nice.

"Owen, go home and cuddle your girlfriend. I'll be okay, honestly" I encouraged and his grin faltered into a small smile as he looked down at me.

"I know, im sorry. I just, you know you're like a little brother to me. Im just worried incase something happens" he said with a soft sigh and I pulled him forward, wrapping him in a tight hug as he returned it before pulling away and stepping back, ever since he learned about what happened to me he was always with me if he could be, picking me up from work dropping me of unless he was unable to with work. He never liked leaving me on my own, which was comforting but also suffocating.

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