So this is what it's like to love you (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2… : O



That colour stayed imprinted in my memory and I closed my eyes trying to compose myself, I opened them and started unpacking my things. I put all my clothes that I had brought in my walk in wardrobe, I still couldn’t believe I actually had one of these, anyways I decorated my room with a few posters I brang with me and I had a couple of photos in frames scattered on shelves and I put the photo album I brang under a pile of clothes in my wardrobe. I looked around my room and if it weren’t for the blue walls I swear I would’ve been seen as a punk or emo kid with all the band posters.



I decided to look out the window again since I was now bored and didn’t have much to occupy myself with, I peeked out to my relief (or disappointment :P) the boy wasn’t there and I just stared at that oak tree as if it had me enchanted and his eyes popped into my mind again and I shook my head trying to rid myself of the image.



His eyes are strangely similar to mum’s



I thought to myself my mind not letting it go, I sighed and left the window and paced around my room already bored. It hasn’t even been one day and I'm bored as… maybe I should ask Jane about her kids? Well it couldn’t hurt to ask.



So with that in mind I headed out my room and walked slowly down the stairs. “Jane” I called softly not loud enough to be considered yelling but loud enough to be heard. “Yes Kalil?” Jane asked appearing from around the corner of the kitchen “Um. I was just wondering what your kids are like?” I asked calmly and she smiled nervously nodding and I leant on the bench while she was making herself a cup of tea.



“Very well, Hannah my eldest daughter is 19 and she's trying to figure out what to do in university, plus she loves to party a lot. Here’s a photo of her” Jane said as she picked a frame from the bench and handing it to me. Hannah had curly mid-length chocolate brown hair and unique violet coloured eyes; she wore a black hoodie and jeans. “Are they contacts?” I found myself asking Jane and she laughed quietly and shook her head. “No dear, a lot of people have asked me that one, no one knows why she was born with violet eyes but I find it magnificently pretty, don’t you?” she asked me in a hushed tone and I just replied with a “yeah”.



“She's a very outgoing person, always speaking her mind and she gives great advice… mainly because it’s very accurate but yeah, you want advice or an opinion on something I recommend asking her” Jane said with a warm smile and I nodded and put the photo back where Jane had picked it from. “What about your son?” I asked her and she bit her lip for a moment and glanced at me for a second “Yes my son, well his name is Cyrus and he keeps mostly to himself, he’s your age 16 and he’s an average student. He um… he’s really good at reading people’s emotions though so he’ll usually know what you’re thinking or when you’re lying”



I looked around on the bench and found a photo of who I guessed was her son, he had dark messy raven hair and piercing electric blue eyes he wore a tight white shirt and black tracksuit pants, I suddenly felt quite bland in this family. I stared at the picture taking in his expression before I remembered something that I wanted to ask.



“Um… Jane, do you know who that kid next door is?” I asked her and she looked at me and sighed, she walked to the kitchen bench and leant on the other side of it facing me. “He’s Kyran; he really is a bit of a mystery though. Every time I've been over next door he’s always been quite and has a notebook with him, either he’s reading or writing something down, I know he’s a very intelligent kid and loves strategy. He plays a lot of mind games though, and he’s a bit like Cyrus when it comes to reading someone’s emotions but he’s not as accurate and in my opinion I feel he’s very lonely” I nodded in thought and realised she left out a detail I wanted to know “How old is he?” I asked her and she bit her lip thinking “I'm pretty sure he’s 15 or 16”.