"No!" Jordan yelled at Quinn, watching him smear ketchup over his face.
"Silly boy." I smiled, wiping his hands with some baby wipes that were kept under the kitchen stairs.
Quinn smiled and yawned. "You cant be tired." I frowned. "You only just got up!"
"Let me take him." Christofer said, plonking his glass on the table and snatching Quinn from my arms. He didnt object, and cuddled into his brother's chest.
"Im going to watch tv." I shrugged, walking into the sitting room and sitting crossed-legged on the sofa.
Jordan followed behind, hugging his PTV jumper to his body.
"Can I have a shower now?" He asked. I nodded.
"It's not my house."
"Oh yeah." he mumbled, darting up the stairs and into the bathroom.
I shook my head, smiling fondly.
After about half an hour, Jordan waltzed back into the sitting room. I admired what he was wearing.
He had a blue Drop Dead shirt on, 4 Asking Alexandria wristbands and skinny black jeans. He looked gorgeous.
"Do I look ok?"
I couldnt even speak. "Mm." I mumbled.
He smiled and sat next to me, eyes focused on the tv. I couldnt stop staring at his face, illuminated by the light of the screen.
His eyes flickered slightly to my face.
"What is it?" He asked shyly, pulling his hair across his face.
"Nothing." I lied. "Nothing at all."
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The Endless Forever
Teen FictionAlexs Foster is adopted. Her parents are strict, play-by-the-rules and cruel, and Alexs has had enough. Enough of the bullies and the backstabbers. So she runs away to her best friend, but he lives 5 hours away. How will she get there? Will her "par...
