'UGH' / h.s (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

~ Kennedy Johnson ~

"Jonah? Harry? Where are you guys? I'm home and I brought Chinese food." My echo filled the apartment to seconds later be filled with pure silence.

I went upstairs and checked every door, downstairs and the bathrooms but they were nowhere to be seen.

I went to the last place, the cabin. Thats where Jonah would hide when we would play hide and seek or where he would go when he felt sad or lonely. Basically his hiding spot, where he would just forget the world in peaceful silence.

As I got closer to the small cabin I heard Jonah's laugher and a deep voice, I guess Harry's. I knocked our secret " Knocking Code " and heard Jonah yell, "Come in" I did as he told.

"Hey," They stared at me and looked at each other with taunting smirks.

"Why are you guys in here?" They shrugged. "I brought Chinese if you guys want. Its in the kitchen." I said and began leaving the cabin.

"Wait Harry, did you um call your friends or someone about your car?" I asked.

"Oh shit. I'm gonna call right now to see if someone could help me get my keys." Harry slipped his phone out of his back pocket and left to go inside the house.

"So," Jonah stared. "Whats up with those taunting smirks?" I lowered my height to his. "Jonah. Is it about a girl?" I pocked his side and taunted him with the same smirk he gave me about 3 minutes ago.

He began blushing furiously, making it obvious that it was about a girl. "Aww. Jonah likes a girl, Jonah likes a girl." I sang as he began punching me softly.

"Stop Ken please." He begged with a faint pink shade covering his cheeks. "Okay okay I'll stop," My nephew muttered a 'Thank you'. "But with one condition." His head snapped to look at me and he rolled his eyes.

"What?" He asked clearly knowing that he had to whatever I said or else I'll tell his parents. Which isn't a very great idea.

"That you trade me Messi, Ronaldo and Neymar for Hulk, the Chinese one that I told you that I got repeated and Rooney." I smirked deviously. That was probably the worst trade ever but I wasn't gonna let the chance slip out of my hands.

"What the fuck?! Kennedy thats not fair at all!" Jonah argued. I laughed.

"C'mon kid, you know I'm desperate for those three. I haven't gotten anything but repeated ones. If you want me to tell your dad then okay, I'll get those cards someway." I pleaded.

"If I give them to you.. you swear to grandma that you wont tell dad?" By the mention of my mom I knew he was dead serious about not telling my brother.

"I swear to my.. mom." We pinky promised and hugged.

"Okay now lets eat some Chinese food." I grabbed the back of his neck and lead him to the kitchen.

"So Harry did you get someone to um.. get your keys?" I asked. Harry looked frustrated as fuck; he kept on huffing and pushing his hair back until he got tired of doing that and just put it up in a tiny bun.

"None of them can come. Apparently they got too drunk last night and one of them got food poisoned." He sighed and put his face in his hands.

"Oh okay." I simply said. He cant stay with me forever. He's gonna have to get his keys one way or another, because he's definitely not staying at my brother's, or mine. Who knows maybe he's a terrorist.

"Can I stay over yours for a few more days until I sort this out please?" Harry pleaded.

"I would let you come by my place but how do I know you aren't a serial killer?" I asked. Like seriously, I'm not just gonna let some attractive, british guy come to my house.