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"Wake up sleepyhead." A voice said, shaking the small boy, Clayton's eyes open only to meet blue ones, "the fuck Gallagher." He groaned, squinting his eyes to get the sun rays coming through the window out his eyes.

"You talk in your sleep." Carl said, sitting on Clayton's lap, "the hell is wrong with you?." He questioned, rubbing his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows at the strange boy sitting on his lap.

"A lot." That response caused Clayton to snicker, "I figured, get off me I need to throw up." Clayton groaned, Carl didn't move and smirked.

"Beg me." Clayton stared at Carl, "I should punch your dick." He muttered, "you can suck it too." His grey eyes widened, the taller boy chuckled.

"Get. The fuck. Off me." He growled, he could feel heat rise to his face, Carl sighed, "fine if I have too." He says, he gets off his lap and lays down, Clayton got up and ran to the closest bathroom, he closed the bathroom and threw up.

"You okay Clayton?." A soft concerned voiced asked, "yea Ian, I'm fine." He responded, standing up he flushed the toilet, and grabbed some random mouthwash, Carl's name was written in black bold letters, he shrugged and rinsed his mouth with it.

He spit in the sink, the blue minty mouthwash swirling around in the sink, going down the drain. He stared in the mirror, his face pale, grey eyes dull, lips a dark pink. He wasn't taking a liking to his look at the moment but he couldn't fix it.

He unlocked the bathroom door and walked back into the room he was in before, climbing the bunk and laying down, Carl who was sitting up talking to his brother Lip, watched him.

"Tired?." He laughed, "fuck no, I have a bad fucking headache and my mouth now fucking burns because of your minty ass mouthwash." Clayton groaned.

"You used Carl's mouthwash?." Ian laughed, "I'm surely not using yours, I don't want any trace of mickey's cum in my mouth, and I'm not close enough with lip to use his weird alien green looking shit."

Carl laid down next to Clayton, resting his head on the younger ones shoulder. Ian spit out his blue Gatorade, while lip sat next to his brother eye wided, Mickey covered his mouth, his eyebrows moving, showing that he was laughing.

"You are so disgusting Clayton." Lip said, chuckling. Carl tried his best not to laugh, but broke and bursted out in laughter.

"What's so funny?." Mickey chuckled, Ian rest his head on Mickey's shoulder. lol gets up a small smile on his face as he grabs a pack of cigarettes, grabbing one and grabbing a lighter.

"I think he's still high." Clayton said, watching the boy lay on his back, a few small giggles leave him.

Fiona did a soft knock on the open door, "anyone want food?." She ask, Clayton groaned, the thought of eating making his stomach twist, all of a sudden Clayton lunges forward, grabbing his stomach as he sees what hit him.

Advil, he doesn't hesitate to open the bottle and swallow a pill, Lip chucks a half empty Sprite bottle to him, he Drinks it and groans.

"Shit, someone got fucked up." A voice laughed, he looks at the doorway to see his twin sister, Blake, standing there in only sweatpants and a black bra, her bright pink hair in a messy ponytail.

"Go put on a shirt bitch." Clayton says, glaring at lip who kept glancing at her chest, "I'm waiting for Debbie to get out the shower before I do." She says, rolling her eyes.

"Blake, your turn." Debbie says as she leaves the bathroom and walking to her room, "peace." Blake says, walking to the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Your sister is hot." Ian joked, a small smile grows on Clayton's face, "she gets it from me." His response causes the others to laugh.

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"Breakfast is ready!." Fiona shouted from downstairs, all four boys shot up and ran out the door.

Ian was the first to get downstairs, followed by Carl and Lip and then Clayton, who was walking the whole time.

"How you feeling?." Fiona asked Clayton, smiling when she sees a small smile on his face, "I'm good, my headache is almost gone." Clayton said, leaning against the wall next to the stairs.

"Come here." Carl whined, Debbie rolled her eyes, "shut up Carl, he obviously doesn't want to." She said sassily, Clayton chuckled.

He walked over and sat down next to Ian, across from Carl. He looked up and saw the boy pouting at him, "pouting doesn't work on me." Clayton said, reaching over the table to pat Carl on the head, his hands slightly caressing his soft hair.

"Whatever." He muttered, swating clayton's hands away. He slouched in his seat, playing with a fork.

Fiona chuckles and sets a plate in front of everyone, "Clayton don't fall for it, he only does it to make you feel bad and then when you do, he uses it to an advantage." She explains.

"Pretty smart if you ask me." Debbie added, taking a seat next to Clayton.

"Ah my family..." A drunken male cooed, lip and Ian roll their eyes, "why are you here frank?." Fiona asked, sighing after.

She walks to the table and places down a plate of pancakes, sausages and biscuits. Clayton immediately grabbed a biscuit.

"Can't a father just say a small hello to his children?." Frank questioned, his tone sounding almost defensive.

"No." Clayton said, frank turned to glare at Clayton who was slouched in his chair, eating his biscuit.

"You aren't my son." Frank stated, "Thank god for that." Clayton mumbled, Debbie covers her mouth as she laughs.

Ian throws his head back and laughs, "oh man, you're a funny one Clayton." Ian said, a grin on his face as he looks at Frank's unamused face.

"I've been told." Clayton joked, "ha ha ha, very funny, make fun of the father who practically raised 5 kids on his own." He exaggerated. Clayton and Fiona choke on their food, as they try not to laugh.

"Shut it boy." Frank snapped at Clayton, Clayton tries his best not to smile, but his plan failed as a sheepish smile grows on his face, he swallows his food and laughs.

"Fuck you all." Frank muttered dryly as he walks upstairs, "the fuck are you doing?!." Lip asked, "taking a shower, that's what." Frank yelled from upstairs.

Fiona sighs, rubbing her temples. She sips her coffee and looks at Clayton who was looking at her, "thank god you exist, my life would be more stressful and boring." She breathed.

Everyone let out a small laugh, "thank god for you too, my life would just be boring." He said, he smiled at Fiona who returned the gesture.

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