"What do you want for breakfast, pumpkin?" Alex asked, "Cause I'll go buy the ingredients, I don't cook." He shrugged, and moved about the kitchen, getting the proper ingredients for cereal.
"First of all my name is not pumpkin, get it through you mind! Secondly, I'm not really hungry." I said, smiling my best hateful smile.
"Suit yourself, but I am so sit here like a good little girl and tell me your name." He laughed whilst smirking, which really pissed me off.
"How 'bout no."
"Oh, c'mon, you could go live with Zack, I'm sure you'd like that." He winked, and went on to pull a spoon out of the drawer beside the over.
"Fine Emory Raina Larson, you happy now?" I said, reciting my full name.
"Very pretty name, what do you me to call you?"
"Emory is fine, or Em, Emmy, whatever..."
"Okay, Emory." He said simply, "Oh and you've got a pretty name, mine not so much Alexander-"
"William Gaskarth, yes yes, I know."
"How did ya know that?"
"Eh, best friend loves you guys, me, I hate you."
"We love fans, and hey! That's mean!" He smiled, then frowned and did a pouty face, I wanted to slap him.
"Its truthful, you dick." I said, walking to his pantry, "My brother should know by now." I stated as I grabbed a pop-tart.
"Oh yeah? How's that?" Alex asked, walking up behind me, placing a hand on my waist.
"Get away you filthy animal!" I snarled, he backed up, "I had to babysit my niece Chloe today."
"I'm sorry, Emory." He said, he could tell how disappionted I was, Chloe wasn't actually my niece, she was my... "Welp, the guys should be coming over in a little while, Zack needs to talk to you."
"Oh, that's great..." I said, taking a bite of my Pop-Tart.
"Go get dressed, you look about my ex's size, I'll take you to her clothes." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs into a empty bedrrom, the only thing there was a bed and a closet. "You can use this as you're room, if you want."
"Sure, why not? And let's not tell Zack, but this is better than being at home all the time by myself." I laughed and he did the same and nodded his head.
"Well, clothes are in the closet, shoes should be in the bathroom or maybe the closet, I dunno." He walked out leaving me to change.
A/N: So, good? What do you think Chloe really is? Comment below and state your guess and you should vote, up there the little orangey thing that says vote click ittttt. Thanks for reading, love you!
