AN: omg guys im so sorry i took forever to update this ive been busy freaking out about starting 6th form on thursday. i will upload the next chapter of But I'm Not Alone tomorrow as well. Anyway let me know what you think Enjoy Wooy xx
Laurence
I started the van and set off towards the nearest shop. Kier was sat beside me bouncing slightly in his seat as I drove. It made me smile to see him acting like this, so happy and carefree. “Want to put a CD on?” I asked him. He opened the glove box and rifled around for a moment before pulling out a CD looking almost victorious. “Aha so this is where I put it” he mumbled. “Put what?” he looked at me and grinned before tapping the side of his nose “That’s for me to know and you to possibly find out.” I frowned puzzled. He slipped the CD in not once letting me see what it was. I peered over at the small man now looking at me and yet again bouncing in his seat. “Demi? Kier since when do you like Demi?” I asked confused “I don’t really but you do” he shrugged and turned away staring out the window. I smiled lightly. I took one hand off the wheel and placed it on his he looked up at me his face a light pink. “Laurence?” he whispered I smiled at him and then burst into song scaring him. I couldn’t help but laugh at him. When he’d jumped back he’d ripped his hand out of mine. He was now almost plastered against the window clutching his chest a look of terror on his face and breathing heavily. “Jesus Laurence what the fuck did you do that for” I shrugged “Why not?”
Kier
I scowled at him as he continued laughing at me. “I hate you right now Beveridge” he looked over at me with one eyebrow raised “Really Kier you could never hate this face” he pulled an adorable Laurence pout, I sighed he was right. “Whatevers Bevers” I mumbled as I opened the door. He skipped round to me and grabbed my hand “Hey you just rhymed” he gasped “Oh my God are you secretly a poet?” he asked me pulling my hand so that we were face-to-face. He stood up straight again “I knew it, but Kier why wouldn’t you tell me? Aren’t I your bestest friend in the world?” I shook my head and chuckled at his behaviour “Beveridge what the hell was in that coffee of yours?” I asked as he pulled me along behind his skipping form into the shop.
Drew
I opened my eyes slowly. I wasn’t sure where I was. I tried to move my neck and yelped in pain. “Drew stop wiggling I’m trying to sleep” I heard and felt a deep voice rumble. It was then I realised I’d fallen asleep on Shane. I felt my cheeks heat up. It was then I realised we were still on the floor in the middle of my wrapping paper nest. “Drew stop wriggling I’m comfy” Shane mumbled again pulling me closer to his chest. I could hear his heart beating rhythmically under my ear and feel it where I was gripping his arm that was wrapped snugly around my waist. I had to admit I was comfy but I wasn’t sure how the guys would react if they walked in on us later on. I craned my neck to see over his shoulder for the time. I saw it and then decided that I might as well go back to sleep, it was only half five.
Barrone
I could feel Drew nuzzling his head into my chest and his grip on my arm loosening slightly telling me he was falling asleep again. I slowly opened one eye and looked down at him. He was now peacefully sleeping. I could watch him sleep forever, he was fascinating to watch. His nose would twitch and make him look like a small rabbit, he would stretch out and take up the entire bed or he would curl up into a ball cuddled up to my side. But the most fascinating thing he did was he would often talk in his sleep. It wasnt much usually just the odd word but sometimes he would have entire one sided conversations. I buried my nose in is hair and decided to go back to sleep. I was almost completely out of it again when I heard a mumble. I ignored it assuming I was Luke or Keveridge somewhere in the lat talking. I breathed in the scent of Drew’s hair. It had a calming effect on me. I tightened my grip on his waist and pulled his small body closer to me revelling in the tingles I felt whenever we touched. I heard Drew mumble. It was so quiet I wasn’t sure if I had heard it at first. “No” I reluctantly pulled my face out of his hair and looked down at him. His face was screwed up slightly as if in pain. “No, please. Please don’t” his eyes screwed up tightly and a single tear rolled down his cheek. I lifted one of my hands from around his waist and brushed it away. “Don’t hurt him” he started to move around in my hold, trying to get away from whatever was causing him this pain, or to whoever was being hurt. More tears falling from his closed eyes. “Shh Drew” I whispered and brushed my hand through his hair to try and calm him. “Shh I’m here” he still tried to escape. “No don’t hurt him please” whoever this person was obviously meant a lot to Drew. I continued brushing his tears away “Drew, calm down” I sat up and cradled him against my chest, rocking him. He started calming down and the hand that had been pushing me away stopped and gently gripped at my t-shirt. The tears were still running down his face gently. I rubbed them away with my thumb and kissed his forehead. I sighed as I rested my cheek on his head. Is it bad I kind of wished it was me he was crying about? I hated seeing him like this even if he was asleep.
Kier
Laurence was now singing as he walked up and down the aisles and I’m not talking quiet singing I mean at the top of his lungs. It would have been fine had it not been the YMCA. “Beveridge, can you stop singing?” he turned to look at me “Kier do you not like my singing?” he asked pouting “No Laur I love it when you sing it’s just that people are looking at you and I don’t exactly want to be thrown out” he started smiling shyly at me. “You love it when I sing?” damn did I say that? I nodded and looked down at m shoes that were suddenly extremely interesting. I felt all of the air being squeezed out of my body as Laurence wrapped his arms around me as hugged me. I could feel him rubbing is face against the top of my head. “Aww thank you Kier I love it when you sing as well” I felt my cheeks heat up slightly. “Th-thank you Laurence” I could feel his smile “Welcome” I abruptly realised that my feet were a couple of inches off the ground “Urrm Bevers could you possibly put me down please?” “No” I sighed “Why?” he shrugged “I don’t wanna” I Iooked around “Bevers please, people are starting to stare” “They can stare if they want I aint putting my Kier down!”I blushed. His Kier? How I wished it were so.
