So, yay! I got this uploaded this week . xD I will try to do this every week again. I think I forgot how much I really loved writing for a while. :) This Chapter has a lot of dialogue so be warned. If you think enough into some of the things...like I did it can be kinda deep aroundthe end :P Enjoy
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Sam's story-
“Sam, what are you talking about?” Dylan asked narrowing his eyes.
“Well, one day your parents were over and they told my parents your were adopted. I wasn’t aloud to talk about it to you…”
“What?” Dylan shouted, I flinched and moved back, “I never knew I was adopted!”
“Oh, maybe that’s why they told me not to tell you…” I couldn’t help but feel I made a big mistake. He sat up quickly and I fell off of him onto the floor. Although Dylan seemed to caught up in his thoughts to really care so I sat up and stayed on the floor.
“I have to go Sam…” he looked at the stairs and started walking. I got up to go follow him but he turned around and stopped me.
“You can’t come with me.” he shook his head, not looking me in the eye.
I felt my heart drop, then he cupped my face in his hand and brought it up towards him, “It’s for you own safety, Sam…I don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Why would I get hurt at your house, I’ve been there before.” I was confused.
“Yeah, but my-….it was different. You just have to stay here, okay. Promise me you will not follow me even if you really want to.”
Honestly, I really wanted to. He never really said no to me and I was worried.
“Sam.” he said sternly.
“Okay, okay I promise I wont follow you no matter what.”
“good.” he let his hand fall and turned back around, heading upstairs. I just watched him as he took each step leaving the basement. I waited until I heard to front door close before I got up to go upstairs.
I heard my mom say something from the dinning room but I didn’t pay much attention to it. I just walked out of the house not saying anything back. My mom was used to it by now, I did it a lot when I was rebelling. I looked to the right, which was the direction to Dylan house, to see Dylan walking down the street. As much as I wanted to catch up with him I turned the opposite way. I had other things I planned I doing…
I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. After a few seconds I knocked again, this time a familiar blonde boy I saw earlier today.
“Didn’t I tell you I was busy, Sam?” he said cocking an eyebrow.
“yeah, I sorry” I looked at the ground, “But I’m alone and have no one to talk to.”
“So I’m a replacement…” he voice trailed off.
“No! You are just a friend I know I can talk to. I mean, Dylan left and You were the first person I thought about going to.”
“I’m not going to help you with boy troubles…”
“I know!” I said playfully, “I just want to hang out…”
He sighed, “fine come in…”
I stepped through the door and into the small New York City apartment. Jess was waling up to his room so I followed. His room wasn’t the same as it used to be. Now there was just an empty computer desk, empty book selves, and a stripped down bed.
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What's Happening to Me (boy x boy)
RomanceJesse Anderson moves to New York from London. He was one of the smartest kids in his school, although wasn't liked be many people. He becomes lovestruck as a 17 year old New York boy steals his heart. Alex McCarson has been going down the wrong path...
