You're who I think about (BoyxBoy)

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*Andy's P.O.V.

I jogged out of the house. "Andy, you forgot somthing," Fray said from the front door. She was holding my cellphone. I stared at if a moment before looking down at myself and patting my pockets.

"Shit, thanks Fray," I said before climbing back up the steps to get my phone. Fray roles her eyes.

"Don't mention it," she chuckled.

"What would I do without you?" I said, looking down at my phone.

"Probably would have to take care of your own nephew and niece." She said, rolling her eyes.

"They are more like my son and daughter but that dosn't matter, it's just for the summer. You won't have to during the day while school picks up in fall. I can take them to school and get home at the same time they do."

"I know, I know. Go or you'll be late for work." She sighed, smiling.

"Thanks, love you Fray," I said and kissed her cheek. She rolled her eyes again and slipped into the house.

I went to my car and slid into the drivers seat. I stuck the key into the ignition and it purred to life, also then blasting rock music through the speakers. I winced and reached forward to turn it down. My eyes flicked toward the digital clock on my wrist. Shit, I'll be late again. Not that it matters really.

I pulled the seat belt around my tidy then clicked it into place before putting the car I to reverse and pulling mm out of the driveway. I switched gears and started forward down the road.
It was about 40 minuets to my work on a good day. An hour with all the traffic. So I'll be at work in an hour.

I turned on my phone with one hand and went through my contacts for my boss. I hit messages and started to text with one thumb.

*I'm going to be an hour.*
*I thought you might. Dosn't matter, just hurry up. How's Jason?*
*He's 12. And distant :/ *
*normal boys. When  is he turning 13?*
*Next month.*
*only going to get harder from here on out*
*guess so. K I have to drive, see you at work Nic.*
*see you then.*

I turned my phone of and thew it onto the passenger seat and stared straight forward at the road. Cars drove beside my own car and I wondered where they would be going to.

It was a little game I liked to play in the car to help pass the time. I would glance through the windows and see a mother looking in the review mirror and glaring at her children, her mouth would be moving. A set frown looked to be on her face. I imagined she was arguing with her child about somthing unknown to us while driving them to school.
Maybe I would see a man with his elbow resting on the door, with his window rolled down. He would be frowning with dull eyes and pale skin. I imagined he just woke up with a hangover and had to go to work.

I leaned forward, turning a dial which caused the music to raise in volume. I liked this station.

Somtimes I would see a girl, biting her lip and leaning forward in her seat. Her face would show signs of distress and I would imagine she just passed her drivers test but still worried about doing somthing wrong.

I remember it took two years before I could finally pass the drivers test, I think I crashed into a stop sign like fourteen times at the most. My mother was so angry with me. For hurting her car. I had told her that if I had a car myself that I wouldn't be breaking her car, I would be breaking mine. Then she said somthing about how she couldn't trust me with a car of my own when I can't take care of hers. My brother found the whole thing utterly hilarious and didn't let me forget about it considering he passed his drivers test on the first go and already had a car. Given of cource he was much older then me.

I kind of resented my brother. I hated how much better he had to be. He was better then me at everything and I hated everything about that. If I could do somthing well. He did it better and got glory for it. I used to hate how much attention he got so I distanced myself from him. And I regret it even now.

I wish I never have resented him like that. It makes me angry at myself. I wish I had spent more time with him. But I didn't and that's why I felt responsible for his children. I only felt responsible for awhile, like taking care of his children was somthing I was meant to do to make up all the time I spent away from him and resenting him. But now I feel as if they were my own children. And I loved them. More then anything.

I reached my work and pulled into a parking spot and stepping out of the car. I locked it after grabbing my phone and shutting the door softly. It beeped saying it was locked and I walked toward the building.

I work at a large hospital and a successful doctor. But I don't always work as a doctor, most of the time I'm around helping with  the finances and documents. Apparently it's somthing I'm good at. Nic always says that nothing gets past me, I'll notice if somthing is wrong and do somthing to fix it. I always say somthing back relating to 'I try my hardest.'

I stepped into the building and said a good morning to Cacile, a dark skinned receptionist at the front desk. She smiled at me and said a greeting back before answering a ringing phone.

I went to the elevator and pushed the floor number my office was on. I was in a different building then the actual hospital. It was smaller and this is where most of the financial offices are.
The hospital itself was next to this office building, they were connected by a catwalk on the fifth floor. My own office was on the sixth floor and there was only one more floor after that.
The elevator dinged and I stepped out, walking to my office and sitting at my desk. Just as I sat down there was a knock at my door.

"Yeah come in," I said. A woman with long curled blonde hair walked in with a folder in her hands and she was tapping on somthing that I assumed was an tablet.

"Hello and good morning sir," she greeted in a sweet voice. She was tiny too. "Cacile had texted me that you were here so I came right up. Anything you need?" She asked.

"Coffee if you please, thank you Bailey," I said.

"Right away sir. And your schedule is booked today, I'm sending it to you now. Also Nic wants to see you in his office by the time the day is over. I'll get your coffee now."

"Thank you," I said again as she left and my phone buzzed. I pulled it out to see that she had, in fact, sent my schedule to me. So reliable.

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First chapter done. Thank you for reading. Sorry for any mistakes. The picture is Dawid Auguscik playing as Andy. Bye~ HonoringHim.