Somewhere in Neverland -Emblem3 Adoption-

Neverland 4 ♪

COPELANDS POV

Did i just ? What the f--k..No. No i didnt.

I shook my head. I dont go for dicks i go for chicks. I sighed quietly as Wesley and Drew talked in the kitchen....I wonder if their gay....Drew plus Wesley..DREWESLEY!!

I ship it.

"You ship what?" Drew asked raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing." I said smiling innoccently

Wes and Drew looked at each other then back at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer" I said.

They keep staring...Wtf....Awkward...

I stood up and walked away a bit

"Ill pose!"

I gave them the finger. Drew started laughing as for Wesley? He actually took a picture...Face plam.

"Cmon, ill show you, your room."  Drew smiled walking up the stairs. I followed.

"So, why did you run out, earlier?" He asked

"Loud things scare me."

He nodded in responce

"Then your gonna be getting scared....A lot."He added on.

I pouted as we kept walking, down the hall to the left. He stood infront of the door and grined. I smiled as he slowly opened the door.

My mouth hanged opened as Drew put his hand under my chin closing it.

My room has neon blue walls, with black carpet, KING Size bed, the duets were the colour light green. I smiled, looking around, small white sofa, flat screen, and a drum set...how did he know i play drums?

Well..I play a lot of insturments. Besides the point, I jumped attacked Dre-Dad

"Thankyou,thankyou,thankyou,THANK YOU !! I love iiittt!!!!".I grinned hugging him

He laughed and hugged my back "No problem kiddo, were ordering pizza ina few, you hungry?"

I shrugged "Sure, i guess.....Are you and Wes gay for each other?"

He face palmed "No, no were not, but were in a band, and so is Keaton."

"Keaton?"

Before you ask, yes i know who keaton is. but he doesnt know that.

He nodded "Yeah, the one with the meow snapback." I nodded in responce as he walked out.

I grinned walking over to the drum set, i sat down and picked up the drum sticks.

Mhm, they wont mind me playing, i started playing and heading bangin.

Note :

Head banging is NOT dancing.

I kept playing until i was rudely intrupted by a panting Drew, I raised brow and twirled both drum sticks with my fingures.

"You said loud things scare you."

"Loud things do. But music is different."

He nodded and sat on my bed

"Can i get something buddha related?" I asked him.

He looked at me and grinned.

"Sure!"

I smiled. Not a fake one.

But a real one