What Is Love?

Meeting His family

The pic of this chap is Jordan!!!!
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A few weeks later, I am driving Nick home and notice him playing nervously with my hand -which is intertwined with his. "Whats wrong?" I ask. He hesitates then suddenly bursts "I want you to stay over for a little while tonight." I am surprised. "I thought you didn't want your family to know your with me." I say. He sighs "I know, but I want you to come over. They won't be home for a while so when they come back you can leave or pretend to leave." I grin. "We have a deal sir." Nick relaxes and smiles. "Lets try to keep our clothes on though." He says. I fake pout and he laughs. I laugh with him. "Your cute you know that." Nick says still grinning. "I know!" I exclaim. "How about you bring Kara, she and my little cousin might get along. I don't think she will go with the rest of the adults?" I shrug "Maybe."
After school I look over at my reflection in the mirror. I look pretty good. I wear black skinny jeans with a white t-shirt with an american flag 'painted' on it and my black toms. I didn't look that bad and I didn't look too much like my usual self either. I guess I look straight enough? I don't know! Grrrrrrrr! I do one more check on my disastrous hair and realize I still have words written on my wrist from earlier. Cooper wrote it in her pretty cursive. It says "Inte vara en sallad, vara den bästa jävla broccoli kan du vara!" It's a quote from a YouTuber she likes that's Swedish. She never did tell me what it meant. Kara suddenly appears in the doorway of the bathroom. "You know your hair looks like shit right?" I smile and chuckle at her. "Yeah I know. Should I just give in and wear a beanie?" She nods rapidly. "Okay...by any slight chance...do you speak Swedish?" Kara just stares at me like I'm crazy. "No?" I shrug and walk past her and into my room and grab my black beanie and put it on. She sighs "Much better!" I laugh and ask "Do I look straight enough?" Kara nods. "Hey Kara." I start. "Hey Nate." She says rolling her eyes. "Do you wanna maybe go with me?" She looks a little shocked. "Sure? What are you up to?" I put on a mock offended look. "How dare you ever accuse me of such a thing!" She snorts and I grin. "I'm actually wanting to keep Nick to myself and his little cousin will be there and I don't know if she will be with us or what." Kara ponders it for a minute the shrugs "Might as well!"
Ten minutes later we are pulling up at the Sinclair's house. There are still three cars here in the driveway so I park off to the side on the grass. I get out and go knock on the door, Kara right behind me. Nick's mom opens the door and looks slightly alarmed to see me. "Nate! What are you doing here? Didn't Nick tell you we have family over...that doesn't approve of gay people?" I nod rapidly and say "Well I'm going to pretend to not be his boyfriend and be straight. Sorry about the surprise catch though Mrs. Sinclair. I thought he told you!" She visibly relaxes and says "I'm sorry for my rudeness Nate, do come in." I obliged and walked through the door. I walk into the large family room where a bunch of people are all over the place! There is an elderly couple sitting on the couch with a teenage girl sitting beside them on an iPad. Beside him is a guy that looks to be in his twenties and he has his arm around a woman that looks about his age. On the love seat is Nick and another teenage girl. In the large recliner, is Nick's dad, and beside him on the floor holding a baby is Becky, Nick's sister. Becky looks up and squeals a little "Natttttteeeeee!!!!" She hands the baby to her father and walks as quick as she can to me grinning. I grin back and feel myself blush a little because everybody has gone quiet and is staring at me. Becky hugs me and I hug her back. "Operation Straight is underway" I whisper in her ear. She laughs and Nick gets up and says hi to Kara and walks over to me and Becky and Kara. "Nick, why don't you introduce us to your friend here?" He turns and says "This is Nathaniel Taylor, he's one of my best friends. Nate this my family. Over on the couch are my grandparents, beside them is my cousin Angelica, beside her is my other cousin Kendall and her husband Destry. The girl that was sitting beside me is my otherrrrrr cousin Jordan. You know my dad, and the baby he is holding is Asher. He's Kendall and Destry'a kid. My aunt and uncle are in the kitchen. " He pointed to each of them as he spoke and I nod my head to them and they smile at me. I say "Hi everyone. This is my foster sister Kara. She haddddd to come with us. Sorry if we interrupted anything." Mr. Sinclair shakes his head, "Your fine Nate, go ahead upstairs with Nick and Kara. Jordan you should go with them." I nod and Nick leads all of us toward the stairs and we go up.
I sigh in relief when we get to the game room and collapse face down on the couch. Nick grins down at me. "Too much attention, yeah?" I nod. Kara laughs at me and sits down on my back and I grunt when my back pops. "Ow Kara! Get yo fat self offa me bish!" She just laughs "Never!" I sit up and she practically flys off my back. She sits on the floor pouting. I grin down at her. "I told you to get off my back!!! Older brother power!!" Nick laughs at me, Jordan smiles, and Kara's pout depend. "Not fair! Wait...first off Nate, your not even my real brother...second I am actually older!! Third... ermmmmm... I'm more awesomer than you!" I laugh along with Nick. "Nahhhhh bishhh I'm older and I'm awesomer and I'm practically your brother...so suck it." She grins evilly at me and says "He will!" I blink, and say "Vat?!" Nick does the same thing. "Nuffinnn...ooooo look coffee cup." Kara says trailing off. I roll my eyes. "So Jordan are you going to just stand there or are you going to come join us?" Nick asks. Tbh I forgot she was even there. She blushes and I chuckle at her. Jordan walks over and sits in the bean bag chair across from us. "So Jordan...are you familiar with the language of Swedish?" I ask randomly. She blinks at me and glances at Nick he just shrugs and looks at me with a look of almost admiration. "Umm, no. I am learning Spanish though." I lay back down on the couch. "No Swedish?" I ask. She shakes he head still looking confused. I sigh. "I guess I will never figure out what this means." I hold up my wrist. Jordan glances at it then says "Dude, why would you write it if you don't know what it means?" "I didn't write it, my friend Cooper did. She's a YouTuber Fangirl and apparently there's a Swedish YouTuber that said that." I say. She snaps her fingers. "Pewds!" I give her a confused derp face. "Heh?" Kara asks, speaking my mind. "Pewdiepie, he's a famous Swedish YouTuber. I bet I can guess what that says. 'Don't be as salad, be the best god damned piece of broccoli you can be!" I stare wide eyed at her. "What, it's just a guess." "Nooooooo you said a bad word." I say. "Hey, it's written on your arm." I shrug "It can be written on my arm, I'm the Que-King of Detentions himself. Bask in my glory." I say. Nick rolls his eyes at me. Jordan says "I'll be right back, I left my phone down there." Nick nods. Kara thinks for a minute. I'll go with you Jordan." She says. Jordan nods and the girls walk out of the room.
As soon as they are gone, I turn to Nick and grab his t-shirt and pull him towards me. He grins at me and kisses me hard. I kiss him back and sit up. His lips move hungrily with mine, and I realize how much I have been craving this kiss. His hands run over my legs, and up my waist until they're wrapped around my neck. I tangle my fingers in his hair. Suddenly we here Kara's voice coming up the hall and we pull away from each other really fast. Nick's face is flushed and he is slightly out if breath. I smile lovingly at him. He gives me an apologetic look and squeezes my hand lightly then let's go. Jordan and Kara walk in the room, and Jordan seems to be talking to my foster sister pretty easily now.
Mrs. Sinclair and a woman -who I'm assuming is Jordan's mom- stick their through the door. "How is everything going guys?" Mrs. Sinclair asks. "Good Aunt Carly." Jordan says. Nick speaks up and says "Aunt Cameron this is Nate Taylor, you had gone in the kitchen when he came in." "Hi Nate how are you?" She asks. "I'm good, how are you Mrs....?" "Cameron, dear." I shake my head. She gives me a confused look. "He wants your last name Cameron. He's an original New Yorker." Mrs. Sinclair explains. "Well I'm from only private schools my entire life and I got used to the whole 'calling adults by there last name thing'." Jordan's mom laughs and says "Just call me Cameron, dear." Nick snorts "Aunt Cameron, he's going to call you by your last name no matter what, you might as well just tell him." "Why?" She asks. "I went to a thing kind of like a boarding school for a year and a half and some old habits never die." I explain. She nods "Well I am Cameron Dillon. Nice to meet you Nate." I grin "Nice to meet you to, Mrs. Dillon." She winces at that. "I am not going to get used to that!" I laugh along with the rest. "This is Kara." I say. Mrs. Dillon asks "Are you going to call me Mrs. Dillon too, Kara?" She laughs and shakes her head "No ma'am, I am his foster sister, not his actual sister. I have no old habit like that." Mrs. Dillon laughs "Call me Cameron." "Will do ma'am!" She says. Mrs. Sinclair says "We're heading out, I'm going to trust you four. Well...you three and Nate." They all laugh but I fake pout. "I promise I won't throw any parties without your permission, or bring any homeless people home, or corrupt your son and your daughter. There's nothing I can do about you Kara, you live with me." I say. Mrs. Sinclair replies "Yeah right, you've already corrupted Nick." I shook my head "No he was like that when I got him" They all laugh loudly. "Behave you four, we are going to go." Mrs. Sinclair says, glancing between me and Nick. We nod in sync and they leave. "What should we do?" Nick asks. "We could invite Cooper, Blair, and Wesleigh over and play spin the bottle or prank call teachers or something?" I suggest. Nick rolls his eyes "Dude, lets do something my mother wouldn't kill you for." "What's the wifi password Nick?" Jordan asks. I know he has the password memorized but he tells her "It's downstairs in my parents closet in the top drawer of the file cabinet." She and Kara get up and go downstairs again to look for the wifi password. I grin at him "Why didn't you just tell her, you know it?" He replies "I wanted a little bit of time to do this-." He pulls me off the couch and I fall on top of him. I kiss him hard again, tangling my fingers in his hair. His hands run up and down my back. I bite his lip playfully and open his mouth. Just as I started to slip my tongue in his mouth, we suddenly hear a gasp.