Thirty-One

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A/N in the table of contents it literally wont let me put 31 after 30 so just skip this chapter and cone back after 30. Sry for my shit device
-Bubba

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We left my mother's house and said bye to some of the kids and people I actually like. We went to HH and waited for Marcus and Kyle to get there.

We came into the living room and Natalie turned the radio on low volume. The radio was pretty big it sat on a shelf in the wall, that was above the couch.

Nat sat on the couch and I sat next to her.

"So do you see why I hate my family?" I ask leaning into her.

"Yes. Your father is rude, and doesn't like it when people are doing good in life on their own. Your mother had some of your views, and kind of understands us, but she doesn't like that it's me."

"Exactly."

"I don't want it to be like that though. . . Do you think they would take us more serious if they knew that we were more permanent?"

"Maybe my father would but I don't think my mother would."

"I don't see how people can just not like their kid living their own life."

"That's why I went far away."

"You never really told me how bad this is."

"Because it could be worse."

"but it's bad enough, Bubba."

"Maybe." I say looking up at her.

"We should do something together soon."

"A movie?"

"There is that new marvel movie."

"Hulk?"

"Smash." She smirks.

"We don't have time for your hormones right now."

"I can still kiss you." She teases me with her lips so close to mine.

"Fine." I give in with one long kiss.

When I pull away I move back against the other arm of the couch making plenty of space between us. I pull my legs up between us so she can't just, slide up next to me.

"Come on, babe. One kiss?"

"I don't want Marcus and Kyle walking in to us just making out." I give her a look of desperacy.

"I just wanna be close to you." She crawls over my legs. Her palm holding my chin.

"You have too much of an effect on me." I run my fingers through her hair. I pull her body on me.

"How the tables have turned." She pushes her lips on mine. They are warm and inviting. So I return the favor.

We hear the front door open but continue.

"Guys. . ." I hear Marcus say. I give her one more kiss and let her go.

"Yeah?" I smile poking my head up.

"Welcome your guest." Kyle says.

"Ya nastys." Marcus says setting his backpack on the chair.

"More like friends. I wouldn't call you two guest."

"Then act like it." Marcus starts a laugh.

"Okay well good to see you guys. Been awhile."

We all just hung out while some of the others showed up to see Marcus and kyle.

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