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After the event J and J already went home and I was waiting for my mom outside because she was still talking to some of my teachers when I heard " are you serious" I look over to where the noise came from "Carter is that you ?? " I looked over to see home sitting on a bench " yeah it's me ..turns out my father Is not gonna pick me up" " oh I'm sorry" "it's fine he never liked my very much anyway "Carter said sounding sad "what about your mom" I said sitting down on the bench" she died a couple weeks ago" "oh I'm so sorry I didn't know" I said putting my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me and started crying I was so surprised I never see him cry I don't think anyone has " yeah my dad takes it out on me and hits me and he..." Carter said continuing to cry "hey you don't have to finish OK  you can come home with me and my mom " I said whispering trying to make him feel better. I saw my mom walking out of the school "mom can Carter come home with us his dad won't pick him up" " sure sweetie " "thank you " carter said to my mom "anytime " we were all walking to the car me and Carter never left eachothers side we were so close that we were basicly holding hands. I choose to sit in the back seat with my Carter to keep comfortable. He fell asleep with his head on my shoulder and his hands wrapped around my arms. It made me feel better knowing that I could calm him down alittle bit. As soon as my mom saw that he was asleep she asked "Is he your boyfriend" " I don't know but can we not talk about it his mom died a few weeks ago and his father takes it out on him"I said trying not to raise my voice " OK well tell him he can stay as long as her wants" "thanks mom" "no problem sweetheart" the rest of the drive was silent as my mom was trying to concentrate on the road and plus I asked her not to talk about it after a solid five minutes we pulled up to the driveway of my house and I didn't want to wake Carter up but I am way to weak to carry him plus he was 1 inch taller than me I know not that's not a lot but he's still pretty heavy for me." Carter we are at my house" I knew he was awake because he took my hand and pulled it closer to him " we can do this inside OK" I said to him to get him out of the car once he finally got our of the car ( which seemed like forever considering the paste he was moving )we entered the house. "Woah your house is nice" carter said looking around.

"Thank you" I said back considering nobody has ever called our house nice before. Well at least not to me

"Where's your dad ?" Carter asked me
"He's not here anymore my parents  divorced when I was about ten but don't worry about it "

"Oh I'm sorry" carter said turning to me looking concerned.

"It's fine I never really liked him my mom just stayed with him that long because she thought he made me happy. "
"I wish it was like that with my dad"carter said looking down his feet.

I grabbed his neck and turned it towards me pulling him closer to me kissing him. I could feel at first that he was surprised but then he leaned in kissing me back. He grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him than we  already were we made out passionately for a couple more seconds then my mom walked in
"alright boys that's enough" we parted from our kiss that we desperately wanted more of. "Go watch some TV I'll make dinner" my mom said "OK" I said awkwardly which I don't no why considering she was perfectly fine with me being gay, probably because she never seen me kiss anyone . But I've never actually liked anyone sure I thought they were cute but Carter is the first person I've had feelings for.

Thank you for reading like always more coming tomorrow or later today if I finish editing it. I'm changing the way I put the sentences because I read some other books on here and realized the way I write sucks and it is very confusing to read (sorry about that ) enjoy you day 😁

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⏰ Last updated: May 30, 2017 ⏰

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