Living With My Brothers Bestfriend (boyxboy)

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Leo's Pov.

Groaning as I shifted in the warm bed,why was it so cold in the room?
My arms felt like they were frozen.
I shivered under the covers and brought them up past my chin.
I yawned,my eyes still closed.
I sighed shifting slowly,I felt like someone beat the crap out of me.
My eyes shot open,and I sat up slowly,realization finally hitting me.
I looked over and seen the space was empty next to me.
I looked down,I'm in his spot!!
Not only that, did I get drunk last night?
Oh my god.
I buried my face in my hands.
How? I didn't even drink anything.
How the hell do you get drunk with out drinking?!!
I shivered and rubbed my arms,then I looked down and squeaked as I lifted the covers.
I was Only in my boxers.
My face turned red and I slowly got out of bed.
I

was still as pale as ever.
I wonder where Ashton is?
Oh god, I cringed,I hope I didn't do anything stupid.
I slowly walked down the stairs,and my eyes widened at my clothes that were strewn across the railing. My face was heated as I sighed walking down in shame.What have I done
I only remembered parts of last night.
I remember wanting to find ashton,and getting thrown into an elevator.
I remember being told to stay away from him.And I remember thinking i had too much clothes on.
I looked over across the railing as I seen a few gloves here and there on the floor.
Finally getting down to the bottom of the stairs , I looked over to see a figure sitting on the couch,a laptop in his lap,and a giant bear next to him.
It was around 5:30 am,so the sun wasn't up just yet.
I walked over slowly and sat on the opposite couch.
I looked at him as he sat there,sleeping.
He'd fallen asleep while on his laptop.
Why didn't he just go to bed ?
I looked over and could just barely see something falling outside.
I walked over crossing my arms to keep the warmth in as I peered out.
White fluff covered the porch.
And snow had been falling silently.
Snow.

I stared as it fell.
I use to love the snow,I use to try and catch snowflakes on my tongue with my mom when I was little.
My dad had taught me how to make a snowman,and my mom use to put a bowl outside to catch snow,only to make snow ice-cream.And it had become my favorite.
I hadn't noticed but my vision had gone blurry and glazed over with tears.
I wiped my cheeks, but they kept falling down,one after another.
I choked on my own silent sobbing.
Every image flashing in my mind.
How the bright red soiled the white snow.How I should've died with them, how I could have died with them.Why didn't I die with them?
I felt my heart pound faster, and my breathing was ragged and short breaths.My hands shaking as I covered my mouth and I turned around. I wanted nothing more,then to have died too.The thought making my chest heave harder.

I came face to face with Ashton, his blonde hair a bit ruffled.
He came over to me and took my hand with out saying anything.
I sobbed aloud, no longer caring.
My head ached and my heart was twisting.
My face was flushed and I looked like a mess as he led me upstairs quietly.
He pulled me over to the bed and we crawled into it. He pulled the covers over us and wrapped his arms around me, placing my face into his chest as I weeped quietly.
He rubbed my back gently and I suddenly held onto him tightly.
His chin rested on top of my head.
Eventually I fell asleep again,the only place I knew that didn't make me feel so numb, was in his arms.