baby boy.

chapter 4.

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Chanler Belrose

"Mom? Dad?" I yell as I entered my parents house.

They called me over for dinner since I haven't seen them in long time.

"In the kitchen sweetie!" I hear my mom yell back.

I walk to the kitchen to see her cooking while my dad sat at the small table they in there.
"Hey guys. It smells good in here."

"Aw my baby. Je vous ai manqué." My pulled me into a hug as she spoke in french.
"I missed you too mom."

My mother was from Senegal which is in Africa. They speak french there so that's who she speaks it now. When she turned 20 she moved to the United Kingdom where she met my father. After 3 years of people together they made me, their biracial child and when I turned 11 we moved to America. I couldn't wish for any other people to be my parents.

She pulls away and my dad gets up and hugs me as well.
"How you been son?" He ask pulling away from.

He uses his hand in a follow me action as he walked into the living room.

"I've been great! How about you guys?" I ask following after him

My thoughts went to Matteo when he asked how I was. He's made me so happy lately, I don't know how okay I would be if he left.

He sits on the couch and I sit by him. "How's the photography going?"

"It's been doing good. I've gotten into modeling recently as well."

He reaches over to the coffee table that was in front of the couch and grab the tv remote, turning on some soccer.
"That's good son. I'm glad you're doing good all by yourself ."

As my dad and I continue to catch up my phone rings specifying that someone was calling me.

I pull my phone from my back pocket and see it's Matteo.

I look over to my dad and then back at my phone.
"I'm going to take this. I'll be back."

I walk to the back of the house where the patio was located. I wait till I got outside before answering.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Bambino so I'm in a bad situation right down. So I left to get food but I left my key at home. I didn't worry about to though because Damon was home so I told him to keep the door unlocked. But his dumbass didn't listen." He whines through the phone.

"Well baby boy I'm at my parents house right now."

I hear groan loudly, muttering a few cuss words. "What am I going to do Chanler? I don't think Damon or Vincent are coming back anytime soon."

I huff out of frustration. "You can come here. My parents won't mind" I suggest hoping my parents wouldn't mind.

"Really? Thank youuu. I owe you."