Part 2

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~Amelia~

We entered the house, and Uncle Jhonny lead us to the American platform living room for Aunt Cecilia and Leo to greet us. Aunt Cecilia was chopping some vegetables but dropped her knife when she saw us and walked over to us with a pitying look on her face. "Aw, my babie. Are you OK?" She strangled me in a hug, stroking my hair. "Yeah, I'm fine." I lied. She held my chin with her thumb and stroked my cheek, cupping my face with her other hand. She then went over to Mason to leave him breathless in a hug, she was a tight hugger. "What about you Mason, how are you love?" She kissed his cheek. "Fine." He mumbled, probably lying too. She gave us a smile and said, "I cooked both your favorites! Chicken nuggets for Mason and pepperoni pizza for Amelia. Food will be ready in ten minutes, get comfy. Leo's upstairs in his room changing, he'll be down here soon."
"OK no problem. Thanks Aunt Cece." I said in a quiet mumble, she smiled back.
Me and Mason sinked into the comfortable couch and threw blankets over ourselves. Yes, the sun may exist in London too but it was a bloody 10 degrees right now, plus, the weather was always dark and grey here. Lucky Americans, they got sun. And Greeks and Italians, basically every country except for UK, great. "Hey, Mills. You came." A voice came from behind us, it was Leo. "I still have you as fart king on my contacts." I sarcastically joked, even if it was out of subject. "Ah, shit." He laughed. Then, he came up to me and hugged me reassuringly, but it wasn't that deep. Leo doesn't really like physical contact, he does shake hands and stuff but no kisses and hugs. "You'll be alright here, you know that right?" He said in a soft voice. "Yeah. Anywhere but home." I smiled sadly.
"What about you small man!" Leo went up to Mason. "Same as usual." Mason replied. "Let's game, it'll boost your mood. I know it sucks man. I know how it feels." Leo said. How could he know how it feels? He didn't have daddy issues. O mummy issues. He didn't have a problematic family, or any abuse. He didn't know what he was waffling about.
"K. Let's game then." Mason said.
"Fifa or Fortnight?" Leo asked.
"Fifa. I don't really play Fortnight much. Dad never really let me play. Said I was too old to be playing games." Mason said. "Oh. Well let's play, your dad can't- I mean, won't mind." Leo said. They games while I watched them play, switching with Mason every now and then, and like Aunt Cece had said, within ten minutes food was ready. We all sat at the table and ate, and then we went up to Leo's room. "Lemme just grab some snacks." Leo said. In two minutes he came back with a tray of Skittles, Haribos, whipped cream, hoummus, salty crackers and veggue slices. He knew Skittles were my favorite, I loved it when people remembered small details or things about me. "Thanks." I said, and Leo nodded to say your welcome. What was it with guys and the nodding thing? Just answer back, what does the body mean? Anyways, we ate the snacks from the tray while Leo was bragging about how awesome his next door neighbour was. "And he plays football too, like me. And he's so good at it, like he wants to be a footballer. We play rounds together, he mentlrs me. He's dead funny too. He's actually so sick, we're really close friends since he moved in. So it's actually been like a few months really, but half a year, so it counts I guess. And our parents are really good friends too, you guys should meet. You two might  maybe like each other." He smirked, grinning. I threw a pillow at him. "Shut up. He's probably some high kid or something. How old is he anyways?" I said. "He's your age, he's also in year 9." He replied. "Oh. Well what school does he go to? Do I know him? Give me his name." I said.
"Why, are you going to stalk him or something?" He grinned stupidly. I gave him a side eye. "I won't have to if he lives next door to me." I sarcastically joked back. Now he threw me a dirty look back. "I forgot what school he went to, but his name is Miles." He said. Hopefully not the Miles in our yeargroup, he was the guy that annoyed me. For some reason all the girls had fallen in love with him, how did he do that? Even I felt like he looked fine every now and then... I snapped out of the thought. I was being delusional, something like that couldn't be possible. "OK, whatever." I said, a text came from my best friend, Gabriella.

Gabby<3 sent you a text
Gabby Bestie Boo<3:
How'd it go? Are you OK;)

You:
Yeah I'm fine. At my cousins.

Gabby<3:
OK. Just know that I'm here for you if you ever need anything, understood?

You:
Thanks Gabby. I love you;)

Gabby<3:
I love you too;)

Gabby was my bestfriend since primary school, we had each other from the start. We were partners in crime, sisters and then bestfriends. I trusted her with my whole heart and the only fight we ever had with her was if we practically have one ass or two and that was the maximum shit we'd fight about. She knew about my parents divorce and stuff going on at home, but nobody else at school currently did. About this Miels guy, I didn't want to meet him. I have

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