Friction [Book 2]

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THIS IS THE SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER I REPEAT THERE IS ONLY ONE MORE CHAPTER AFTER THIS ONLY ONE

(also I'm not doing the question things anymore bc I don't get comments on the actual story as much and that kinda sucks so)

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"What is it?"

Julian's voice was quiveringly filled with deep concern. His eyes were glazed over and I felt Theo's hand place itself on my shoulder.

"It's Bodhi. He's had an allergic reaction to something, w-what should I do? Should I go back home? I need to be with him incase-"

"Hey. Look at me."

Theo's stern voice made me twist and fixate my eyes on his own. He held my hands tightly and squeezed them as he began to talk.

"Bodhi is going to be just fine. His dad is there, Pete is going to do everything he can to look after him okay? Don't worry about it, your son is going to be fine."

Nodding, I took a few minutes to calm myself down. Theo was right. Bodhi would be just fine. I knew it. Pete wouldn't let anything bad happen to him and the doctors would help straight away. But I still needed that call from Pete telling me our son was fine.

The night crawled by incredibly slowly. After leaving Julian's, Theo and I returned back to the hotel. It was very late when I finally got the phone call from Pete. So late that it was early. The sun had begun streaming in through the cracks in the  curtains.

"Well?"

"He's okay. He's okay. It wasn't a crazy reaction or anything. The doctors gave him some shots and he's fine now. Don't worry."

Breathing a sigh of relief, I heard Theo do the same from behind me as he listened in on the conversation.

"Okay. Just...keep them safe, alright? I love y- them. Tell them, that I love them."

Quickly ending the call before Pete could answer, I turned around and saw Theo's head buried in the pillow fast asleep. I was relieved he hadn't heard me almost tell Pete I loved him. I didn't of course. At least, I didn't think I did.

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3 MONTHS LATER

I had now been living in Indiana for a total of 10 and a half months. 9 of those were spent with Theo. We had finally gotten hang of how the kids would spend time with Pete as much as they could, and the system was working well. Bodhi was now two years old and Behati was one. They had grown up so fast, it was like I blinked and missed it all. I was just happy to have shared their lives with Theo.

We still lived in the same house on the same street, and Theo still owned the house next door, although he practically lived with us and paid half the bills. He was a saint to us all.

Bronx wasn't sure about where Jacob had come from, and Pete had told him that he adopted him. Bodhi adored the little boy and Behati followed in her brother's footsteps. I hadn't seen my friends or the other boys in a long time, and Gabe had left for tour one month ago. Deep down, a part of me did regret not staying with him, being with him. But then I look at Theo and the feelings disappear. I was in love with Theo.