It's the mute boy (Boy x Boy). *ON HOLD SORRY*

Chapter 1: Boy meets Boy

Alex POV:

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Slamming the alarm off with my hand, I rolled from my bed, only to fall flat on the marble floor. Ouch. That fucking did hurt. "ALEXANDER THOMAS!? GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP!? ELSE WE'RE GONNA MISS OUR FLIGHT!?" Mommy yelled from who knows where. Wait. Flight? I totally forgot about that!? I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and checked the time. 9:47 it read. I cursed (of course on my mind), and rushed myself towards the bathroom which was attached to my room. I stripped myself from the clothes I was wearing and took a quick shower. I flinched at the sudden contact the hot water made with my thighs and stomach. The glanced down at the damage I made to my thighs and my stomach and sighed heavily. Oh well. I wrapped a towel around my waist after I was done showering. I opened the cabinet and grabbed my Moschino Face Care bag and did my morning routine. Routine? Yeah. Step 1: I cleansed my face with the cleanser. Step 2: I massaged my face with the toner. Step 3: I applied the cream. As sissy as it sounds, I can maintain and be more concern about my skin than any girl (of course other than Mommy) would. I mean, I care, like a lot, about my skin. Okay. Whatevs. I lifted my bangs up and hair sprayed it to keep them still. I was at a quandary state of how my hair looked, but right now, looking at the time, I couldn't care less. I exited the bathroom at last. I went towards my closet and grabbed my clothes for the day: Forever21 black ripped jean, Aztec print t-shirt (Gucci). For shoe, I wore my black high-top Vans. Then from my nightstand, I grabbed my gold necklace with the words "Always and forever" engraved on it. This was the last thing which Daddy gifted me, before I came out as gay, you know. I sighed tracing my fingers through the necklace. As unbelievable as I sound, I tried throwing this necklace a thousand times, but each time I do, I end up holding it tighter on my palm. Oh well. I laced my D&G ring on my finger and put on some of my Gucci bracelets. Too girly? Duh, I'm gay, remember? Ha! I went downstairs, only to be hit with the smell of pancakes and bacon and yeah. I suddenly felt so fucking hungry. "Good morning honey"Mommy wished with her cheerful smile. I nodded in reply. "Hungry?" she asked. I nodded vigorously. She chuckled and placed a plate of breakfast in front of me. I dived in my plate greedily. Mommy laughed shaking her head and sat next to me. "Are you excited?" she asked. I met her eyes and nodded. She smiled warmly and replied, "Me too. There are some trucks on the porch. Pack all your stuffs ASAP and put them inside the truck, okay?". I nodded. "Okay good. I'll go pack mine" she kissed my cheek and went towards her room. After I was done with my breakfast, I trudged my way to my room. I glanced at the clock, 10:32 it read. I grabbed the empty bags and boxes, and started packing. It took forever to finally pack all my stuffs. By the time I was done packing, it was 12:30. Wow. That took a while. I stuffed the bags and boxes one after the other. I looked around my empty bedroom, which will soon be a room of who knows whose. I entered my bathroom and checked my secret place, which is a small box inside the counter drawer and saw the shining thing which has been my best friend, or my worst enemy: BLADE. It was covered with dried blood. Sighing, I threw the blade along with the box. I went to my bedroom again and ran my hands along the walls. "I'm going to miss this bedroom" I thought and went downstairs. I grabbed my white board and my marker from the island on the kitchen. I looked outside and saw Mommy standing on the porch.......................crying? Yes, she was crying. Oh no. I ran out and engulfed her on my arms. She started sobbing, and though my shirt was wet with her tears, right now, I didn't give a fuck. She stopped crying and piled herself off me. "Ready to go?" she asked acting as if nothing had happened. I rolled my eyes playfully and nodded. Mommy grinned and said, "Come on. Let's get out of here". I smirked and followed her anyways. She unlocked the doors of the hummer. When she was about to take her place on the driver's seat, she stopped on her tracks and turned around smirking. I raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "Want to drive young man?" she asked. I chocked on my spit. I stared at her with big eyes. She only laughed and threw the car key. WHAT THE FUCK?! This is the first time. Confused? Okay. See, Mommy here, doesn't let anyone, not even her only son drive her hummer. Of course I know how to drive, and Mommy promised to buy me a car after we move to London.  So, yeah. I went towards the car and sat on the driver's seat. Mommy followed closely behind and took her place on the passenger's seat. It felt weird but exciting at the same time sitting here. I started the engine and my heart started beating faster. Well, it's now or never. I took off and we reached the airport after 30 minutes of nervous and exciting driving. We took our bags and went inside. We reached the ticket booth at the right time our plane was about to board. We took our specified seats. Mommy was 3 rows behind me. I switched off my phone and took my iPod out, plugging my headphones in. I selected on 'shuffle play', and 'New Religion- BVB' started playing. I suddenly felt so tired, so I closed my eyes, letting sleep overtake me. I felt the seat next to mine sink. I piled my eyes open and a pair of pink? Yeah, pink eyes stared into mine. I pulled myself further to see the person. It was a girl. She had pink hair with pink eyes, and her lips were perfectly shaped and lined with neon pink lipstick/lip gloss. Pink much? Fuck yeah. She was wearing a black BVB bra top (cool girl), grey sweatpants and a pink slip-on Vans. "Hi! I'm Ashley" she introduced smiling ear to ear. Wow. I wrote "Hey. I'm Alex" and showed the board to her. She nodded her head. "London, huh?" she asked. Isn't it obvious? I wanted to roll my eyes so badly, but I didn't want to give a bad impression here. And also, she seemed like a cool girl. Why waste a chance to make a friend, right? Yeah. So, l nodded my head in reply. "What's your reason going there?" she asked. "I don't mind if you don't want to tell though" she added smiling. "No, it's okay. I don't mind. Well, I'm moving to London with my Mommy to start a new life" I wrote. She read and nodded her head in understanding. "Okay. Well, as for me, I was actually living with my girlfriend in NY, but since we broke up, I'm moving back to London with my parents" she replied grinning. Why is she so happy when she just broke up with her girlfr- Wait! Did she just say 'Girlfriend'? Did I hear it right? I think she noticed my confusion because she quickly replied "Yeah. I'm LESBIAN". Oh! That explains it. "You're not a Homophobe, are you?" she asked after I stayed silent for what seemed like hours. I regained my consciousness and shook my head repeatedly. "No. No. No. Actually, I'm gay too :)" I wrote with a smiley at the end. She started grinning reading and by the end of the sentence, she started squealing. "OMG!? Really? I've always wanted a GBF!? A cute and hot GBF, to be exact!? Will you be my GBF?" she asked. Did she just call me cute and hot? I almost wanted to laugh coldly at her remark, but I was too busy blushing. Well, fuck me! Ugh! And to the 'puppy dog eyes' she was giving me? I couldn't say no. So I gave in and nodded my head. But I regretted nodding my head, because she squealed so loud, so loud that all the passengers turned and glared at us. I blushed a deep red and face palmed myself. She apologised herself and started giggling softly. Trust me. This girl is weird and is driving me insane (not love-insane, but insane-insane). "OMG!? I can't wait to tell Oli-boo that I found another gay who is so adorably cute and fucking HOT!?" she whisper-yelled. I opened my mouth to reply, but then I realized that I couldn't talk, so I closed my mouth quickly. I swear, my face was about to blast. Wait. She said "another gay". Who is the other gay? I just shrugged the thought and glanced at her. "Let's take some rest now, Lexy" she pecked my cheek. Aw. 'Lexy'? I smiled at her sweetly an nodded my head.

*skip flight*

We finally reached London. That took forever! My ass was numb. Ashley tried pinching both of my ass cheeks hard (what?! She's my BFF now. Ha-ha), but I couldn't feel a thing! What the fuck? Yeah. Oh well. I grabbed my bag, while Ashley grabbed her trolley and her bag. I looked around, and saw Mommy standing near the food court. She glanced towards my side and sighed heavily. She ran towards me and hugged me so tightly, taking the living breathe out of me. I tapped her shoulder and she quickly let me go. I grabbed my chest and started breathing heavily. "I'm so sorry baby. I didn't see you, so I thought I lost you or something. Are you okay?" she asked with so much concern in her voice. I smiled and nodded my head. She sighed for the 5th time. "Okay" she whispered. She finally noticed Ashley's presence and sent a warm smile towards her. Ashley smiled back. "I see you've made a new friend?" Mommy asked. I nodded. I took cap of the marker out and was about to write, when Ashley stopped me with her hand. She nodded her head gesturing 'I can introduce myself'. I shrugged in reply. "Hi, Mrs. Thomas. I'm Ashley Hamilton. But you can call me Ash.........or Ashley" she introduced herself to Mommy. Ashley giggled at the end of her sentence, getting a giggle from Mommy too. Ugh! Girls are so weird. Yeah. I, as a gay myself, (Idk about what other gay boys thinks, but....) think girls are weird and annoying sometimes. "Call me Margret. Mrs. Thomas is too formal" Mommy chuckled. Ashley nodded her head in understanding. "So, Ash, who's here to get you? Do you want me drop you off or something?" Mommy asked Ashley. Ashley shook her head and replied "No, Mrs. Thom- I mean, Margret. Someone's coming to pick me. He'll be here soon". "Oh, okay" Mommy nodded.

So, this is the first chapter. Hope you like it so far? Uh, I would really like your comments? Yeah...... Anws, Thank you for reading! Oliver's POV will be updated later.