I Was Kidnapped And... I Liked It? Boyxboy.

Prologue.

Prologue.

✄ Edited: 15th December 2014.

*** Shane's P.O.V ***

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These two men, they seemed more like the ones who would kill you if you put a foot out of line.

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"You know, I really don't like the sound of this," I murmered softly to Christopher.

"Why?" He stopped his hand just before it hit the door and I wondered how he did that, I mean, it was only millimetres away from it. Okay, getting off topic here.

"Well... What are we going to tell them, Chris? 'Oh hi, Mr and Mrs Sanchez, I'm Shane the boy who was kidnapped a few months ago? Yeah that's me and your son kidnapped me, by the way, and here I am, his boyfriend'. Yeah that probably won't go down too well," I told him sarcastically, I was only being sarcastic as I was scared of meeting his parents, plus younger/older brothers.

"Of course not, Shae," Chris turned to me and pulled me into his arms, "I'm going to introduce you to everyone and then talk to my dad alone. My mum will want to suffocate you with questions, anyway."

I gave a small laugh at that as ever since Christopher told me we were coming here to meet his parents he's been saying his mum will treat me like a girl and want to know everything about me.

It didn't bother me much that she would do that, I think I would enjoy talking to a real parent figure again.

Although, at Chris' house the old maid there was a bit like a mom to all the guys that live there.

"Okay," I mumbled, I wasn't really okay but I would get it over and done with. Maybe even enjoy it a bit. Hopefully a lot.

Chris knocked on the door and a boy answered, he was around my age. Or maybe a year or two older. I don't know.

Still a teenager, though.

"Chrisy!" The boy screamed, then lunged at him. Christopher had to let go of my hand to hug the boy, but I though it was cute.

Sweet, even.

They seperated and the boys same light green eyes as Chris' snapped to me with interest.

"Who's this?" The boy's name who I still didn't know leaned into Chris and whispered loud enough for me to hear, his eyes were still looking at me and I guess he did it on purpous.

"Callum, this is Shane. My boyfriend," I held my hand out towards Callum nervously and he eventually shook it very enthusiastically.

"Shae, baby, this is my youngest brother Callum," I took my hand back shyly and looked at the floor.

"It's nice to meet you Shane," Callum said in a bubbly, up beat voice.

"You too," I told him back.

Christopher shooed me into the house after his brother invited us in, and the first thing I thought was that it smelt like fresh cookies. My mouth watered.

"Mum!" Callum yelled, "dad!"

"In here, honey!" Chris' mum shouted from a room at the end of the hallway.

An older man suddenly appeared in the doorway I was passing to follow Callum, and I was about to scream when I noticed the resembalence between the three men.

Callum, Christopher and the old man, that is. Well, them and then the other guy standing behind him.

Chris hand landed on my shoulder at that second and I stood, staring wide eyed at the two new men.

"Dad," Chris seemed to say happily, and when I looked up at his face he was smiling, "Lennie."

"And who are you?" Chris' dad asked, staring down at me with odd, brown eyes.

I went to tell him my name when Chris beat me to it, "dad, Lennie, this is Shane. My boyfriend."

"It's nice to meet you," I once again mumbled shyly. I felt much more intimidated with these two than I did Callum.

Callum seemed more... Forthcoming and easy. These two men, they seemed more like the ones who would kill you if you put a foot out of line.

"It's nice for you to come home once in a while," Lennie said with a big smile suddenly.

"Mikhail and Lockie are in the living room waiting for you," his dad said swiftly and then he was off, down the hallway into another room.

"Let's go," I was lead from the doorway, Lennie and Callum watching as I was walking into the living room where the twins were sitting.

"Mike! Lock!" I yelled, quietly, as I saw the two of them.

They both looked tan and relaxed. The holiday must have done them both good.

They each gave me a tight hug and told me they had missed me.

"I missed you too, guys," I said, nearly in tears.

I know it was only a month but I had missed the twins.

They were the only ones that hadn't scared me that much when I first got taken away.

That might have been to do with the fact that they were at my school the few days before I did get taken, though.

Plus, Christopher could be pretty fucking scary sometimes.

We all sat down again and had a good old chit chat about their holiday and what had happened in their absence when Chris dad called him off somewhere.

"Come on," I said goodbye for now to the twins as Chris told me to go and talk to his mum, he showed me to the kitchen and was gone again.

I entered, it was a very modern kitchen with all new appliances and things that anyone would love to have, even Mrs. Sanchez who was busy humming away to herself, cooking.

"H-hello?" I said meekly, she jumped in surprise and turned to look at me with wide eyes.

She picked the spatula up that was on the side and got in a defensive position, "who the hell are you?"

I know I shouldn't of but I laughed. I full out laughed at that. I was barely a threat to anyone, plus I was in an ex-gang leaders house with the current leader here, too.

"I'm sorry," my laughing died down and I shook my head, "I'm Shane? Er... Christopher's boyfriend?"

"Oh!" She gasped, she looked away guiltily and put the spatula down, "I'm so sorry dear!"

"Sorry for what?" My laughing completely stopped and I looked at her in horror as she gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"O-oh okay," I mumbled.

"Come in!" She pulled me further into the kitchen and handed me a drink.

"Now," she said happily, "tell me everything!"

Me and Mrs. Sanchez talked easily and laughed about things that I told her after the awkward first few minutes, even about the twins, and when it was dinner time we all sat down, the three brothers, the twins and Mr and Mrs. Sanchez.

It was an easy night and afterwards I was exhausted and ready to go home.