𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧

－ 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

lowercase intended.
1826 words. 
3rd person pov. 

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"𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂? 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴?" ellie asked, jokingly. 

noen and chase looked at each other in silence. 

they walked down the forest farther now, and noen had come out of the closet to everyone else. it's only been 7 hours since noen came out to chase, and its currently 4 am. 
nobody could sleep. 

the current conversation was noen and how he trans, but eventually it turned into a gay contest between him and larray. 

"whatever, i still win. i've got both holes, i can get who ever i want when i want." noen said. 
he was trying to take the conversation from chase and his sexuality. 

"oh, you did not just pull the two holes on me bitch." larray said. 

"i did, straight boys get the front and gay boys get the back. i win." noen winked. 

"this time." larray said. 

they all laughed. 

then noah spoke. 
"GUYS, LOOK." 

everyone looked in the way of noah, seeing the tiny house not too far from them. 

"we're saved?" ellie said. 

"maybe." dixie said. 

"well lets go find out, i'm tryna eat and possibly take a good nap. being pretty isn't easy." larray said.

they all ran upto the house and started knocking on the doors and windows. 

"i don't think anyone's here." noen said. 

"cool, more for us." chase said. 

"what does that mean?" noen asked. 

"it means we can stay here." chase said. 

"and how do you suppose we get in?" noen questioned. 

"like this." chase said. 
suddenly, he ran into the door on his right side. 

everyone heard the commotion and came out to see what happened. 

chase sat on the door with a smile on his face.
"we're not saved, but we have shelter." 

"reckless ass." ellie said, going in and walking by him. 

"she means thank you." dixie said, helping him up off the floor. 

"me too. thanks." noah smiled. 

"you're a life saver hudson. but you never heard that from me." larray said. 

"thanks chase. i appreciate you." noen said.
he gave the pale boy a kiss on his cheek as he walked in the small cottage. 

chase smiled and blushed a bit.
he looked back over to dixie with a bored, not amused face. 

she looked back at him with a smirk, narrow eyes.
she wiggled her eyebrows seductively. 

"stop." chase said. 

she continued. 

"i hate that face." he said, turning and walking away. 

she laughed and followed him, skipping in his direction.