chapter 32

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Adam's POV
"Adam... wake up... my mom's knocking at the door.... my parents are here.... get dressed for god's sake..." Alex yells. was it? thanks god ... it was just a dream...
I open my eyes completely .. and stare at him like an idiot..
"Alex? honey? wake up" his mom's voice spreads in the room.
"get dressed Adam..." he hits me with my clothes.
gosh I'm fully naked and he is dressed.
I grab my clothes from his hands and wear them immediately.
"hide in the closet."
I run to the closet and close it after fitting myself in.
I hear the door open.
"I'm awake mom." he says.
"ok then let's go have breakfast."
"no mom,thanks um... I'm having breakfast with some friends."
"oh... ok then.... good luck."
"thanks bye"
he shuts the door.
I come out of the closet, smirking.
"shut up and grab some of my clothes for the date."
I keep smirking while getting dressed .
I'm sort of happy for going to a double gay date.
"how is your ass by the way?" I ask. I'm dressed in a gray bottom-up shirt with black jeans... they're a little long for me you know since he is 5cm taller!
"it's sore and I can't walk but last night was great .. I loved it." he is dressed too... in a light gray ,loose shirt and blue jeans... matches his eyes.
"it would be better if I wasn't a freaky psycho."
"do not ever bring this up again.... we will fix whatever that is wrong with you and live happily ever after." he smiles.
"I don't think it's that simple." his smile fades.
"you go from the window ...I go for the door."
"you don't wanna talk about it?" I ask and he rolls his eyes.
"bye... see ya downstairs." he leaves the room.
"yeah you don't wanna talk about it." I whisper to myself.
I jump on the tree from the window and climb down easily.
I see him come out of the front door with my guitar on his back.
he walks to me.
"there babe.... we can get a taxi."
"ok... let's go."
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Alex's POV
the whole way ,I was thinking of a good way to give him his new phone and I decided on the most romantic way.
"do they have beards?" he asks , we are almost there.
"no why?" I ask.
"I hate gays with beards." he says ,smiling .
"me too" I say,leaning to his chest.
he kisses my hair and lowers his head to kiss my lips.
"ew you are gay." the taxi driver says
"yes if you have any problem with that then stop right there and I show you PROBLEM"

(I'm so sorry for not updating ....I've been so busy... but here ya go... enjoy ...i love you all)

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