xXChapter TwelveXx

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HEY GUYS!!!! How was your day? :3. Good? GOOD. Right, on with the THING! (Sorry if your day was bad, I hope I can fix it with this chapter!) JUST A QUICK SIDE NOTE! I will NOT be doing any Smut or lemon BECAUSE these boys are barely fifteen sooooo it's kinda wrong! Just wanted to give you guys a heads-up! I hope you're ok with that! :) READ ON!!!! <3



The two boys finally (FINALLLLYYYYY) got to Ross's house. It looked the same as every house in the neighbourhood- so nothing special. ALL of the houses looked the same, the only thing separating them was the location and the inside. They both walked up to the door step, which was on a terrace with a small roof above them. Ross folded (or idk what you do with an umbrella XD) the umbrella and shook it, so that all the tiny raindrops would come out and-or get off. "Welp, we're here." He said, knocking on the door. After a while of waiting, a voice came from the inside and the door opened. "Ah! Ross, we were worried sick about you, it was raining so poorly outside we thought something-" The short woman looked over to the boy standing next to him, who looked hella nervous right now.

 "Oh, 'Roy', was it? What brings you here? Poor boy, your soaking, come in, come in!" She pushed both of the boys in-doors and closed the door behind them. Warmth embraced the two boys that had just been out in the cold rain for twenty minutes. "Hi mum.. Uhh. I was wondering if Roy could stay with us because," Ross eyed Roy quickly, signalling he would make something up and roy quickly nodded, any thing would do. "His parents are on holiday and he's sick.. Like really sick. And his throat isn't too well too, so he can't talk that much either." Roy was just standing there, in the middle of it. At least Ross didn't come up with anything stupid. "Oh my god, poor dear! You're so wet, of course you can stay with us! Have you got any clothes with you?" She asked, leaning closer to Roy, who backed away a little, startled.

 "Uh, yeah." He murmured. "Ok, good. Ross, take your friend to the bathroom and let him get dressed in some warm clothes. Then, when your done, AND NO NEED TO RUSH, meet me in your bedroom. OH, AND ALSO! Put your wet clothes in the green laundry basket! It's just near the bath!" Then she walked of into the kitchen. Phew! That was a lot to take in from Roy, he had never been in such, what felt like, a one-sided conversation TO THE MAX. But now he had to go change. He looked back at Ross, who was half-way up the stairs already! "Are ya coming?" He chuckled, being met with an annoyed face from Roy as he, still shivering from the damned cold, waddled his way up the staircase, after Ross. Then, Roy followed him through a short hallway and into a white room with a tiled floor. (And a toilet, bath, shower, mirror, sink and whatnot. It's a bathroom guys!) "So yeah, the light switch is here." He turned it on. "Andddd you know how to lock the door?" Roy couldn't believe he actually heard is friend say that. "Did you just ask me that question. Am I an idiot?" Ross chuckled again, getting a little: 'pfffft' from Roy. "I don't think so. Now go change! You look like a rain cloud." What the hell was that supposed to mean?!

Roy went into the bathroom, closed the door and locked it. What now? He had never changed in any other bathroom than his. Well, better get to it. Ross, on the other hand, was just sitting outside of the bathroom, waiting for his friend. 

xXTime skip brought to you by Layla (Skid's mum) fightin' demons with a rulerXx

When Roy was ready, and all of his wet clothes were in the green laundry basket, he unlocked the door and came out, the only thing wet now was his hair, still perfectly poofy though! (DO NOT WORRY GUYS!). He was a little warmer now too. "Did you get knocked out in there?" Ross gave him another sarcastic comment. "SHUSH I TOOK LIKE TWO MINUTES." Roy crossed his arms like an un-impressed five-year-old. And ouch his throat wanted to commit unalive right now. He grasped it gently. "Go easy on your throat, Roy." Ross smiled at him. Then, he walked towards another room, with a grey carpeted floor and a medium-sized bed.

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