Should I knock on the door? -b

Yeah, and ask to come to my room -k

Are you okay?! -b

Just come -k

I heard people talking, and footsteps. I heard the door closing and more than one person yelling 'no'.

They said no what do you want me to do? -b

I stood up looked in the mirror to see if my eyes were still red (they weren't) and when to the living room. I saw Bas just standing in the middle of the room, with everyone ganging up on him. Asking questions, on their phone's looking him up, or sizing him up.

"Can you guys please leave him alone?" I asked them in a bitch-ie attitude

Bas raise his eyebrow at me. He walked behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. I melt into him and leaned back on him.

"Today's Friday, so I was wondering if you would want to say the week end with me?" Bas whispered in my ear.

"Was this your plan?" I asked in the same quiet tone.

"No, but you need me."

I looked back at everyone.

"Dad can I stay over at Bas'?" I asked.

"WHAT?"

"NO"

"He's trying to seal you!"

"Kid, are you gay?" Dad asked Bas.

"Dad!" I yelled at him.

"Yes I am," Bas just reasoned.

"Do you like my kid?" Dad asked.

"Yes I do," Bas said.

"What do you think is going to happen this weekend?"

"I don't know maybe we can talk about our childhoods, or what we have in common," when Bas said the second part he rubbed my hip, like a way of telling me what it meant.

Dad looked at both of us, and sighed. He took of his hat rubbed his head and put it back on. He nodded his head. I ended up taking Bas' hand and lead him to my room. I went to the bathroom to grab a few things, when Bas pulled me back, and walked in. I just walked over to my clothes knowing he thought I was going to pack razor(s). Bas came out to me still packing my clothes.

"Kurt, you don't need a lot of anything. I bet we're just going to stay in bed anyways," Bas said with a soft smile on his face.

"I know, but I can't leave with a little bit of clothes. They know me." I said.

Bas had a pained expression on his face, but I didn't comment on it.

I sighed once I finished packing. Bas Took my bags and we went down stairs. I said bye to them and got in Bas' car.

"We're going to eat first," Bas said and took off.

I felt a tug at my chest. Guilt. I hid a razor. I never will be normal. I can only hurt people. I looked out the window to pretend that I don't have a razor packed in with my clothes.

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