J U L I A N
I quietly opened his door and closed it. I was going around looking for a charger when my feet bumped into something tiny. I looked down and saw a small child curled up in a ball.
"Hey, hey, What's wrong?" He didn't say anything. Wait, is he sleeping?
I think this is Andrew's little brother, Andre. I picked him up and attempted to look for his room. When I opened a door and it was covered entirely with Avengers, I figured that'd be his room.
I helped him get on his bed and switched off the light. I saw a strange room when I was looking for his room. It was something like a strange store room that was filled with pictures.
Ok, this room is like a photo booth. There were pictures everywhere and all that. From Andrew's birth pictures to first day of pre School to graduation from elementary school.
OM gosh, Andrew was so cute. I was looking at all of his baby pictures when I saw something that made my heart smile.
It was a picture of Andrew and Jace carrying giant backpacks and lunch boxes with a bottle around their necks. They were so cute as friends. There was another one were they were wearing big helmets and carrying skateboards.
Does Jace even know how to skate?
"What are you doing here?" Someone said from behind me
"Oh my, that totally scared me"I placed my hand on my chest
"So what are you doing here?"
"I..erh..I was looking for a charger"
"Oh, come on, I'll give you mine" He pushed his hands into his pocket.
"Why don't I just go home?"
"It's 3:25 in the morning, my mom will kill me if I let you go out by this time"
"So you're saying that I'm gonna have to crash here tonight. I don't have clothes to wear to school tomorrow" I said
"Oh, I'll work something out for you"
I went back to his room and tried to get some sleep. His alarm is the most annoying thing in this world. I touched his side of the bed and he wasn't there.
Seriously, how did I go from trying to make him talk to me to wondering why he's not in bed. I saw a small sticky note on the mirror and I picked it up.
'Good morning to you, good morning to you, welcome to Tuesday your face looks like poo'
That was so immature.
'Moving on, I have placed everything that you need to freshen up for school in my bathroom. I brought out some of my clothes that will probably fit you. Hurry up, your pancakes getting cold'
I smiled at how cute he has become. He's suddenly so nice to me again and I don't want to bring up the fact that he's supposed to be mad at me or he might get mad at me again.
I stripped down and let the cold water run down my back. There's always been something about cold showers that seem to fix everything. I'm not only talking about my hormones that are getting active every second but it also clears my mind and gives me a reason to have a great day.
I was narrowed down to two options from all of the clothes he brought out for me. It was either a sky blue top with my jeans or his lucky hoodie. I feel like I should wear his hoodie to make some certain people know that he's mine.
He wears it like all the time so there's absolutely no way that no one will not know that it belongs to him. A sweatshirt on the handle of his wardrobe caught my eyes. I pulled it out and smiled at it. It was an extremely big red and white sweater with 'Andrew' on the front and a big A at the back.
This will totally piss Whitney off. I know he didn't give this to me but I'm going to wear it anyways.
My heart warmed at the sight in front of me. His mom was standing over Andre and him and making sure that they eat every last bit of their breakfast.
This is one thing that my mom never did for us. She was always too busy with herself and her clients were more important than her children. Sometimes, I wish that I had just one normal parent who wasn't so buried in their company.
When was the last time I saw my dad? Probably like two years ago.
"Julian, Come have your breakfast" Violet said
"You're...." Andrew jaw dropped when he saw me wearing his sweater. I don't know if it's because he's surprised that I found it or it's because I'm not wearing any pants under it. If he knows that I'm wearing one of his tiny boxers, then what will be do?
I took a seat beside him and started eating my pancakes.
"This is really good, Vi"
"Well, I am a great chef myself" She flipped her hair
"Wait, you made this but you have maids"
"Why would I let a maid make breakfast for my children? What kind of mother doesn't know that a meal prepared by a mother is better than that of a maid?"
"My mother" Sadness immediately washed over my mood.
"Oh, I'm sorry"
"No, it's ok. By the way, Andre, Why were you on the corridor yesterday?" I asked him
"Um, I.." He stammered
"Sometimes he does that, he sleepwalks and always ends up sleeping on the floor or whatever place he is" Andrew said
"Momma says that it's because I watch a lot of cartoon" He said
"Yeah, Mama knows best or does she?" Andrew said
We burst into laughter and ate the rest of our breakfast as a happy family. I was on my way to the car when someone covered my mouth and dragged me into the coat closet.
"That sweatshirt never looked that good on me but seeing it on your body makes me want to rip it and claim it as my own" He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the door
"My body or the sweater?"
"Both" He kissed my neck
"No, no, We are not doing this" I pushed him off me
"Just one kiss baby doll" He pushed my hair behind my ear and gave me a soft peck on my lips.
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Thanks for this chapter.
~Peace
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