Okay another chapter! Oooohhhh you guys are going to be happy about this, my computer's fixed! So now I can update faster! and summer break is coming up! Yahz! Enjoy!

Gil's pov

"Oz I don't have any clothes to change into," I told Oz softly.

We were back in our guest room now. The rest of the day had gone uneventful. Oz's neighbor brought his clothes to him, but Break had yet to get me anything to wear.

"You can borrow some of my clothes. We're about the same fit," Oz said. He threw me a big shirt and some boxers.

I blushed. "T-thanks."

I stepped into the bathroom to change. Oz snickered when he saw me do that, but I didn't care. No one has ever seen me naked except my parents, and that wasn't about to change soon. I quickly changed into the clothes and went back into the room.

Oz was laying on the bed, watching TV. I layed beside him, curling up into his side. He slid an arm around my shoulder and together we watched the TV.

Not long after we started watching a show, did my eyes start to flutter shut. Then I fell asleep.

OOO

"You disgusting piece of shit! I can't believe your my son!" my mother screamed at me. She was drunk again.

I cowered in the corner at the age of 8. I knew now to not speak back. If I said nothing the beatings didn't hurt as bad and it would be over faster.

"Say something! Don't you want to defend yourself? You can't can you? You know deep down that you're not worth it," she said. She moved closer to me until there was only a foot of space between us.

"No that's not it," I whispered out.

She kicked me stomach. "Speak louder you fag!"

My eyes watered, but I refused to cry. Despite my efforts, tears leaked out of my eyes. I sniffled quietly and rubbed my eyes. "Yes ma'am."

My mom laughed at me and kicked me again. "Now you're going to cry? Why? It's not like you can feel anything anyway?"

I cried harder. That wasn't true. I had feelings... At least I think I did...

OOO

"Gil! Gil, wake up," Oz whispered in my ear. I blinked my eyes open.

"W-what? What's wrong?" I asked quietly.

Oz sighed and kissed my forhead. "God Gil, you scared me. You were thrashing on the bed and you wouldn't wake up."

I blushed. "It was just a nightmare," I told him softly.

"What was it about?" Oz asked as he sat beside me. He pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"N-nothing important. Let's just go back to sleep. I'm still tired," I told him.

Oz looked worriedly at me. I smiled slightly at him and he seemed to relax. He kept me in his grip as he slid down the bed to lay down though. I was thankful for it. Gripping his shirt tightly, I drifted to sleep agian.

OOO

"Hey, do you want some help?" a blond headed boy asked me. Weird, I was sure everyone had left...

"D-did you see me fall?" I asked. I didn't communicate well with others and, to make matters worse, I was shy. It seemed like the only time I was bold was when I was arguing with my parents.

"Yeah, it was pretty funny. Well, do you want the help or not?" The blond chuckled. It was deep and sent a shiver down my spine.

"Sure," I agreed. There was something about the blond that drew me near him.

Before I could get up though, he stuck out his hand and said, "The name's Oz. What's yours?"

"Gilbert," I answered. I was speaking so softly that I was suprised he could even hear me, but he did.

"Okay, well let's go now or we'll be late. What's your next class? Mine is math," Oz asked. He had half of my books, as well as his own, in his hands and looked impatient to go.

"I have the same thing. D-do you want to walk to-together?" I tried to act confident, but I stuttered anway.

"Sure."

OOO

This time my dream was nice and I was annoyed when Oz whispered in my ear to wake up. I batted at his hand, but it must've been cute because he just laughed. I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me.

"Hey sleepy head. Did you plan on waking up today?" Oz asked with a huge grin plastered on his face.

I rubbed my eyes to get rid of the tiredness. "Hmmm... What do you mean?"

Oz laughed again. "It's almost 12 silly. I was going to wake you up, but you seemed so peaceful that I couldn't do it."

I gasped and jumped out of bed. "It's that late! I'm so sorry for sleeping this late. You must have been really bored," I told him frantically.

"What? Oh, no I wasn't that bored at all. Actually lunch is ready so I came to wake you up."

I glanced down at my clothes and then looked at Oz's attire. He had changed into dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt. I, however, was still in the boxer's and baggy shirt Oz gave me yesterday. My face clouded into a blush.

"D-do you have any clothes I could borrow?" I asked him shakily.

Oz nodded. "Yep just give me a sec."

Oz went over to a drawer. He pushed things out of the way and pulled some things out. In the end he managed to find me a black t-shirt- that was too small for him- and some jeans. I quickly grabbed them and headed into the bathroom to change.

I came back out and went over to Oz. He looked me up and down. "L-let's go," I said, a blush covering my face.

"Okay," Oz agreed as he took my hand and led me out the door.

We walked to the kitchen and found Alice and Sharon in there already. Sharon was cleaning up some spilled liquid while Alice was eating a sandwich. Oz grabbed us some food and sat next to Alice.

"Do you need help Sharon?" I offered quietly.

Sharon looked up at me and smiled. "No Gilbert. This is my job, but thank you for asking," she said.

I smiled, "You're welcome." Then I sat beside Oz, completely ignoring Alice. I really didn't like her at all. She had no right to call me mean for hating her either after what she did yesterday.

Alice finished eating way before Oz and I did. She got up gracefully and put her plate away before swiftly exiting the room. I smiled when she left.

"Gil you look happy," Oz commented.

I blushed. "I am happy."

Oz ruffled my hair and grabbed both of our plates. He put them in the sink then came back to stand by me. "Break is out again today. He's bringing you home clothes too."

I smiled, but my smile faltered when I thought of something. "How does Break know what size I wear?"

Oz grimaced. "That's what I asked him, but he wouldn't tell me. He just said that he had his ways."

I shuddered. How creepy could this guy get?

"Well," Oz said, obviously trying to lighten the mood. "What do you want to do today? Sharon said that Break had a good collection of movies."

"As long as that idiot Alice isn't with us then I don't care what we do," I grumbled. No one had ever made me as upset as Alice did, well except my parents.

"Why do you hate Alice so much? What happened the like 8 minutes I was away?" Oz asked me.

I blushed and hung my head. "No reason... Let's go watch a movie."

I took Oz's hand and pulled him to the doorway. He grudginly let me lead him out the door. A few feet out though, we both seemed to realize that I had no idea where I was going.

"Here let me show you where the movie room is," Oz said, laughing when I pouted.

I nodded. "Fine."

Oz kept hold of my hand and led me in the opposite direction. I was grateful that I had Oz. I would be lost without him... Litterally.

We reached the room and went inside. I gaped at what I saw. There was a giant movie screen, almost as big as the one at the theater where Oz and his mom took me. In front of the screen were couches and chairs scattered about. It was a grand room.

"Wow," Oz muttered under his breath. I nodded in agreement.

Oz let go of my hand and walked to the left side of the room where a huge cabinet seemed to hold all the movies in the world. He bent down and quickly scanned the titles. I watched him with a smile on my face. Oz always loved electronics.

"What do you want to watch Gil," Oz asked after a while.

It was clear from his tone that he had already picked out a movie, but was going to be a gentleman about it. "I don't care. Whatever you want is fine," I told him, speaking softer than usual.

Oz didn't need to be told twice. He quickly pulled a movie out and walked to the screen. It took him a minute or two to figure out how to actually work the thing, but finally we were relaxing on a couch as the previews started. I curled up into Oz and he automatically wrapped his arms around my waist.

I had never heard of the movie that we were watching now. Of course, I hadn't really been allowed to watch movies that much so it wasn't a suprise. The movie was called "Paranormal". It was really scary.

"Oz," I said softly. "This is scary."

Oz laughed. "Really? I thought it was kind of kiddish." I pouted and held back a scream as the lady was tossed down the stairs. Oz saw I was serious and kissed my head. "Hey, it's okay. It's just a movie Gil."

I nodded, but it didn't reassure me much. I still jumped everytime something happened and eventually had to just hide my face in Oz's shirt. Maybe it was a little wimpy, but I got scared easily okay.

Finally the movie was over. I still had my face in Oz's shirt, but eventually I moved. Oz got up and stretched.

"Did you like the movie?" he asked with a smirk.

"No."

Oz laughed and ruffled my hair. "It wasn't that bad Gil. Do you wanna watch another one?"

I shook my head quickly. "No way! The first one was bad enough."

Oz held out his arms and enveloped me in a hug. I clung to him tightly. He smelled good today, better than normal actually.

"You smell good," I told him softly.

"Thank you."

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