The Lost Kids (kellic and cashby)

Chapter twelve

Austin's POV

The Perks Of Being A Wallflower is a very nice, beautiful, and makes you think kind of movie. It's one of my favorites. I love how Charle goes from having no friends and watching his life from the side lines, to having Sam and Patrick as friends. His friends are carefree and they help him have fun and enjoy life. It's an amazing movie. We are on our 3 movie, Narina the lion the witch and the Wardrobe. I love how there is a other world hidden behind a wardrobe. I look over at the time on my phone. It says 7:00 damn time flys. "Hey Al want some dinner?" I ask the ginger who is currently laying down next to me with my arm around him.

"Sure, what's for dinner?" The ginger asks.

"Well we could have pizza, Chinese, fast food." He looks over at me with his 'thinking face' as I would call it. He has his face contorted in a way where it's scrunched to the side. It's cute and also weird.

"Ummm, pizza?" The ginger answers.

"Okay, what kind of pizza do you want?" He goes back to his thinking face.

"Veggie pizza. What pizza do you want?"

"You want Veggie pizza? But it's healthy, pizza is suppose to be unhealthy and greasy. But to answer your question I will go with grandma pizza."

"Yeah but I like veggies and it's tasty. And why is it named grandma pizza? Was the inventor of the pizza a grandma?" Alan asks curiously.

"Honestly I have no clue. But do you want me to order the pizza now?" He nods his head eagerly. I get my phone from the side table and dial the pizza number. After a few rings someone answers the phone, and I place the order. After ordering I hang up and look down at Alan. "They said it should be here in 20 minutes." He sighs.

"That's to long." Alan groans. I smile at him and move some hair out of his face.

"I know princess but you don't want under cooked pizza." He sighs again.

"It would be interesting to try." He says while shrugging his shoulders.

"Want to do something while we wait?" I ask.

"Like what?"

"Uh well we could play cards, talk about anything and everything, play a board game." I say.

"Wanna talk the unspeakable?" Alan answers.

"Sure. Wanna go first?"

"Okay, why did you start to do drugs?" Damnit I knew this question would be brought up soon.

"It's kinda of an escape for me. I didn't really have anyone to talk to. My dad is always away, I don't really feel comfortable talking to me drug dealers so I just took drugs to take my mind off of things. To escape from reality." I say truthfully. I look down at Alan and expect a disapproving look. But he just hugs me.

"You know you can talk to me about anything and everything. Drugs don't have to be your escape, you can always come and talk to me, Vic or Kellin. We are all here for you. I promise." Alan says pulling away and looking at me. I smile and kiss him. I pull away and look at him again.

"Thank you Alan, I mean it," I says with a smile on my face. "So tell me why do you smoke?"

"Dunno, the same reason as you. After my friendship with Kellin fell apart and I became apart of the 'popular' group, I saw my mothers pack of cigarets and tired them, it stuck. I like to escape threw smoking." I nod and kiss his forehead.

"You also should know that you can come and talk to me, Vic, and Kellin we are here for you. Always will be." I smile. He smiles back.

"Thank you." We spend a few more minutes smiling at each other. We hear the doorbell ring, bringing both of us out of our trance.