You're who I think about (BoyxBoy)

6

*Levi's P.O.V

I think I woke up around 2:40, it was dark and cold in my room and the TV was still on giving off a bright glow into my dark room. I brought my hands to my face and pressed the palm of my hands against my eyes.

I didn't have to get up but I'm sure I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. So I sat up and leaned forward, pulling my legs into a criss-crossed position. I looked up at the television to see that "Ghost Adventures" was playing. I smirked slightly remember that I used to watch this show every time it was on. I loved it. I rubbed my arms and glanced to the window, out to the city.

The city is always pretty at night, with the lights glowing from windows and traffic lights. I was far enough away that I didn't hear the traffic going on. I smiled slightly to myself. I was happy when I got this house. I always wanted a house that was far enough away to not be able to hear the sounds of the city but I was still able to look over at the city.

I stood up on my bed and walked to the edge and stepped off. I tore off my shirt and went to my walk-in closet, I threw the shirt into the hamper and I knew that I'd have to do laundry soon. I pulled off my jeans, surprised I was able to sleep with them on and let them follow my shirt. I grabbed a fresh pair of underwear. I pulled on a dark grey long-sleeved shirt and sweatpants before walking out of the closet and back into my room. I would do laundry later.

The thought of a house keeper came to mind a few times but I never en thought of actually getting one. I've always done house work myself and it would have felt weird to me if I had someone else do that. Even as a kid I liked doing things myself. No one it me can do it correctly so I just decided that if you want somthing done it's best to do it yourself.

I turned my television off, and then my room was plunged into quiet darkness. I threw the remote onto my bed and when I heard the soft thumb of it hitting my sheets I left the room to go downstairs and find somthing to eat.

I went into the kitchen and flicking on the light, I made my way to the cupboards. My eyes scanned what I had there before closing it and going to the pantry. I scanned it, pursing my lips in the process. I grabbed a cup of noodles and stepped away from the pantry. I closed the pantry door the put a kettle already full of water on the stove. I left the water to boil and went into the den.

I turned on the television and went to Netflix. I then went through some horror films before resting on 'Nightmare on elms street.' I sat down on the couch and leaned back and the movie started.

Horror films were my favorite kind of movie. If I saw any sort of Comercial for a horror movie that was coming out I had to go to it. I loved them. Jacks said I was weird for liking them as much as I did but then again Jacks is kind of a pussy.

When the kettle started to screech I paused the movie and got up to go make my noodles. I poured the steering water into the cup and the clossed the lid the best I could and let it sit for three minuets.

Once I knew it was ready I couldn't decide weather in wanted a fork or a spoon so I grabbed both and ripped the lid off the cup and walked back to the den with my snack. I sat back on the couch with my cup of noodles and pressed play then used another remote thing to turn of the light. I ate my noodles and watched the movie.

And for the rest of that night I just sat on the couch occasionally getting up to get junk food and watching horror films.

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I walked into Jacks's house without knocking like I've done thousands of times before. I walked up the stairs and went into his room completely ignoring that his brothers door was open and I was in clear view of him with his lips on some blondes neck and his hand down her panties. I rolled my eyes and made my way to Jacks's room. Music was playing loudly.

Jacks looked up and grinned when he saw me.

'Hey Levi,' he chuckled.

'Hey, I meant to text you I was coming but it slipped my mind,' I said. He reached over and turned down the music to a dull roar.

'I don't mind much," Jacks said happily.

'I didn't expect you to.'

Jacks was sitting in one of those game chairs with a controller in his hands, his eyes were now trained on the screen. I sat beside him on the he carpeted floor.

His house was a lot more homey then mine and was usualy filled with people. Mine seemed quiet and cold.

'So what are you doing this week?' He casually asked and I shrugged.

'Uhm thinking of writing new material and just relaxing. And on wensday I have this meeting-slash-dinner thing my father wants me to go to,' I told him, leaning back on my hands.

'Sounds pleasent,' he said sarcastically and I chuckled, nodding my head.

'I told him no at first, but he insisted and I guess might as well,' I sighed.

Jacks shook his head. 'You should have just stuck to no. I'm sure it'll be boring.'

'Yeah, you're probably right. He said shit like 'maybe you'll see somthing intresting, I know that every time I go I find somthing interesting,' I told him.

'Why is he making you go in the first place?'

I shrugged, 'hell if I know. I think, he thinks that if I enjoy the meetings I'll want to get into the business and drop the singing career,' I said.

'But we're successful,' Jack's whined and I shrugged again.

'He's never aprooved of it, what make you think he'll start now?'

'At least your mother supports it,' he said. I nodded in agreement.

'She supports nearly everything I do,' I laughed.

'I wish I had a mother like that,' Jacks said making me smile.

'At least your mom can cook.'

'She's a damn good one at that. It's one of the things I miss most when I'm away from home.'

I shrugged and turned to the screen and watch him play the video game.

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Sixth chapter done. Hope you enjoyed. Bye~ HonoringHim