we might've been meant to be (boy x boy) (being edited/revised)

Noodle.

KRISTEN {•̃_•̃}

I follow that sexy beast up the stairs to his apartment. He looked back and stopped, cocking his head to the side.

"Why the fuck are you following me?!" Robin asks, one of his perfect eyebrows raised. I thought that was one of his sexiest looks and was tempted to rip off his hipster looking glasses and kiss him.

"I'm not following you."

"Uh, what's your idea of following? "

"I'm not following you." I repeat.

He groaned. I continued to follow him. Yet I'm not following him ,right?

His pants move, somehow, I mean they're patterned with a red and black houndstooth that seems to move on its own, especially the pockets that have a floral pattern. Where would one find pants like that?

Maybe he is weird.

He glares at the lock as he pats himself for his keys, I'd want to frisk myself if I had a body like his. I'd be so good at

masturbating... it won't be funny.

Robin opens the door and his brother comes running to him. I don't know his name but he's messy at dinner.

"Hey, hey Robinson! "The tiny brown haired ,green eyed boy tugging on Robin's leg whispers.

"Hey, Robin, who that? "

"Oh, just some stalker guy, who lives across the street! "He yelled and a vein popped in his neck.

It's so cute when he's mad. Awww! I smile at him and the little one.

"Who are you? " I crouch down to the boys level.

"Ian." He looks over all my tattoos and poked my forehead." What's you name? "

"Kristen, but call me noodle! "

"Oh. Okay. Robinson like noodles. He eat one everyday all the time."

"I know." I glanced at Robin who had 2 little girls hanging off him, pulling on his anime hair.

"See that one with the hair? " Ian wrapped his arms around my neck before I stood, it was abrupt but I held his small warm body to me.

"That one Sony, and one with dress on is Daya. And then the big one, not here, but she's scared of boys, cause we got cooties name is Jennifer. She like hats. And Sony like draw-wing and Daya like

hair. "

He yawned and pulled back to look at me ,then he kissed me.

A FUCKING 4 year old kissed me! On the lips!

Passionately!

Well at least there wasn't any tongue involved, like later when I successfully try to seduce his brother. Then here's gonna be alotta tongue. Heh heh.

"I like you." Ian says smiling.

"I'm interested in older than you guys."

He looks confused, then lays his fluffy haired head back on my shoulder.

"Aw, he likes you. Ian doesn't like anybody." The braids girl jumps up and down.

So this is an honor ?

I push Robin aside with my knee so I can sit next to him, or rather on him, like I was, he pushes me off him and sits at the opposite sofa ,again glaring.

The little girl with light brown braids, who I'm assuming is Sony the artist was still jumping.

"I want your tattoos! "She screams and starts running around the couch ,scaring the crap out of me, then pissing me off. I hate loud, overactive kids.

Robin grabs her and held her, seething...at me.

He puts the annoying girl down takes Ian from me, then sets him down next her grabs my ear and twist it pulling toward a door that I assume is his room.

Yuppers it is. I know because out the window is mine and the bedding, posters, stickers are all. those of some sort of pokemone.

Pokemone.

"Gotdamn, Robin ,I had no idea you were so... sadistic and domineering. Like causing pain? I could be into that."

He growls ,his Adams apple bobbed and slaps me. "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you but they're just kids ! Sony has ADHD! "

I rub my cheek and give him at confused look." Girls don't have ADHD."

He slaps the other side of my face ,pointing a finger at me." Yes they do! And anyway she's only 7 !"

I nod." Could you stop slapping me ?"

He groaned." I'm. Trying. To. Get. You. To. Understand! "

I walk past him to the window.

"Uuh. H-hey I'm talking to you ! "

I nod again." I know. See you later, Robin. "

"You get back here ! "

I jump onto the fire escape and go down the latters ,I look up to see Robin glaring down at me with a deep set frown on his face but continue to cross the street.

He can't beat me...that much.

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