'yeah, he does.'

day two

i followed andrew down the steps to the lobby. shane and the rest of the humans (ew) were waiting on the seats next to the reception, garrett playing on his phone and shane throwing mini-marshmellos at both ryland and morgan. i've never said this out loud, but it's kinda cool to hang out with someone taller than you, aka garrett. 

dat spoopy boi is, like, 6"4' and doesn't mind it. i caught myself staring at him. i looked away, focusing back to shane explaining where i slept and some more bla bla bla bullshit. 

after we were done with that, we headed to the car before realizing there weren't enough seats. 

"andrew can sit on my lap. i wouldn't mind, you don't seem like you weigh that much at all." i spoke up. he shrugged and sat on me after i gracefully slid in the seat. he gently leaned on my chest and i placed my hands on his waist and nuzzled my nose in the crook of his neck. my mind began to wander, wondering when the last time i slept was. 

i looked down at my hands and saw how skinny my arms were. like. geezus. when did i last eat? i am very unhealthy. my thoughts lingered on the subject as we arrived at shane's house. 

i opened the door and andrew got off me and thanked me. 

"'thanks?' for what?" i said with a cute confused face. he smiled his cute smile. 

"for letting me sit on you. no everybody survives that. i'm a very active, twitchy, ADD person. so, thank you." he stared back with wonder etched across his face. he smiled again and we headed into shane's house. 

his house was pretty big and i felt kinda out of my depth until i saw. the. dog. and then second dog. and then cat. 

the two dogs ran toward me and jumped on me. i hugged them and told shane not to worry as he was apologizing profusely about it. i managed to get on the floor still playing with the dogs. out of the corner on my eye, i saw the orange cat approaching me slowly. i stuck my hand out so he would sniff it. if he licked it, i would be accepted. if not, i would die. 

the cat met me eyes and gave my fingers a smol licc and my heart died momentarily. i scratched behind his ears and he purred gently. 

i continued to play with the dogs until andrew called me over to eat. i wasn't really hungry so i told him i wasn't. he looked at me seriously. andrew was the only one that knew about my eating problems. 

"cameron, you have to eat. you look like one of those mannequins at target. just, please. for me." he gave me a pleading look. who could say no? i sighed.

i held out my hand to him for him to help me up. when his hand came into contact with mine, he blushed lightly causing me to smile again. i followed him into the kitchen, and he handed me an already-full plate. 

after about half an hour, i managed to eat a little more than half the plate, making andrew happy. i leaned my head on his shoulder, and he blushed.

we walked into the living room and put on some AHS, but i mostly tuned it out, going to my mind palace. i was snapped out when shane screamed. like. screamed. 

ryland asked what had happened, shane only scream/sobbed. 

"jeFFrEE STar AnswEREd mE!" his voice cracked. he fully explained the situation, saying that the next day we, shane, andrew, and i, are going to jeffree star's house. i sighed dramatically and lied my andrew's lap, which was a funny sight, because i'm so much taller than him.

"andrew, how do you get everyone to fuck you," shane sighed. we laughed and i got up. i decided to wash my hair, but halfway through i remembered my clothes. specifically, that i didn't bring them. 

i cursed under my breath and finished rinsing my hair. i tied a towel loosely on my waist. everyone was asleep anyway, what could go wrong? i walked to the room andrew and i were sharing and put on a shirt and boxers from the clothes ryland gave to me. 

i decided to get at least a few hours of sleep, so i quietly got in bed after a few minutes of looking for my phone charger. andrew kinda shuffled around next to me and pulled me closer to me subconsciously. 

i sighed, and went with it.