this is NOT a love story

[5]

ant's p.o.v.

i finish getting dressed in a casual, but still somewhat fancy outfit. it consisted of a forest green with white flannel, black jeans and gray shoes. i top it off with some cologne and make my way downstairs, bumping into stephen in the hallway.

he was wearing a light blue collared shirt with a dark blue jumper over it. he also had on his dark blue jeans and pulled the look together with blue and black shoes with white seams.

"you look good stephen. i like it." i say to him as we make our way downstairs. "thanks i actually tried to look good, since we are going out to celebrate my good news."

"i'm glad you sound happy. it makes me and your father happy." i smile at him.

"what makes you and i happy?" dec questioned. "oh, i said that seeing stephen happy made us both happy. am i wrong?" i replied.

"no, not at all. now come on let's go." dec said in a excited manner. chinese is his favourite takeaway food, so why wouldn't he be excited to eat it.

*time skip because i don't want to write about the drive haha, i'm a bad writer*

we finally arrive at the chinese place and get sat at a booth somewhat away from everyone else. don't get me wrong, i like being famous, but when people try bothering you and your family when you're trying to eat, well i mean it gets pretty annoying.

"so you start next week?" i asked while we waited for our food.

"yea, i think that it should be enough time for this bump to go away and for the bruise to heal, mostly." stephen said, as he pointed at his forehead.

once our food arrived, we ate and talked about everything that has been going on in our lives. we were so busy talking, we hadn't realized that the waiter came and took our plates and brought the bill.

"how long have we been here?" asked dec, who was feeling tired and full.

"wow, apparently we've been here for almost 2 hours just chatting away." i say back, looking at my watch, "it feels like we just got here though" stephen adds.

i pay for our meal and we head on outside, where it's now getting dark. it's around 6 p.m. at the moment and we all feel pretty worn out from all the excitement.

"stephen, would you mind driving home? sorry, i've had a few beers and so has ant." dec spoke up as we got to the car.

"yea, not a problem. pass me the keys and hop on in." he said with a goofy little grin.

stephen's p.o.v.

*it's yet another time skip (sing this to the tune of "what's gibby thinkin' about")*

on our way home, i noticed that both my dads have fallen asleep, so i take this time to listen to some music on low volume.

they usually don't let me listen to music when i drive, they say it's distracting and that i need to focus on the road and not the radio.

once we got home, it was almost 7 p.m. and i was tired from the drive. i yawn and stretch before speaking, "hey, dad, come one we're home." i shake ant, who is in the front seat.

he wakes up and rubs his eyes, we both look back at dec, who is still fast asleep. "should i wake him?" i ask.

"no, no, let him sleep. he looks to precious, i'll carry him up." he said to me, without taking his eyes off of dec.

"alright then, come on, just be careful i don't want you falling and dropping him. i'll be right behind you to make sure you don't fall." i say as i open up his door andhelp him out.