Aaron's Pov;

Today is the day Christopher and I will be helping Logan move out his apartment that he shared with his once boyfriend and now ex. I didn't feel comfortable going without Christoper, he was the one with the muscle and would knock out his ex if he tried anything stupid. I was allowing Logan to move in with me until we find him another place or he could stay permanently if Savannah did decided to rent an apartment with her girlfriend Hannah the two have been wanting to do that for awhile but they had to save up some money first.

I helped Logan get settled in last night, I didn't live in an apartment but a Hotel room and it wasn't bad. Though I thought it'll be amazing to live in an apartment. Maybe Logan and I can be roommates and rent out an apartment together like Savannah and Hannah. That'll be a good idea I haven't roomed with a boy before and that'll mean fewer things in the bathroom. I don't know why girls had to have so many things in the bathroom and with Savannah's things it cluttered the place.

I learned so much about Logan last night, we shared a few seconds with each other. If I wanted to befriend Logan he had to know things about me. He has to know why he won't be able to reach me on certain days, he has to know why I came home with some bruises sometimes and he definitely had to know that Zason was off limits and if he wanted to date someone he better go for Christopher or someone else because I will sucker punch him in the throat. I wanted him to feel safe. He seemed like the type of person who didn't like when he felt threatened or in danger and I had to make sure he doesn't get caught up in my life outside of my group of friends. I had to keep him away from Miguel.

Logan was really attractive and anyone with eyes could see that. I actually got to see him naked last night when he was changing and he has an amazing body, flawless ivory skin. He had a pair of hips on him and if we both weren't bottoms I'm pretty sure we would have slept together. I mean I'm a bottom and I never topped anyone before but that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it. I have thought about finding myself a little twink and trying to top for the first time in my life, how hard could it be? Logan might even be the one I would try it with, I mean there is nothing wrong with friend having sex with each other.

Even now as I stared at Logan from across of my kitchen table as he ate his breakfast I couldn't get over how attractive he looked even when he first wakes up. We had a late night and had gotten up around one in the afternoon, I missed most of the school so going would be stupid. His beautiful ocean blue eyes would shift to his phone that sat next to him on the table, his black locks were messy sticking out in many different directions. He was waiting for a text from his ex.

He was clearly still deeply in love with him, the breakup was recent and he was still hurting. I wanted to meet this guy and punch him in the eye. I just met Logan last night but I already liked him, he was so sweet. I had a good way with reading people, my mother use to call it knowing someone 'aura' or whatever. It was a good and bad thing that Logan was an open book, it was easy to take advantage of him and I think that's what his ex did. From what I learned from Logan last night he comes from a very rich family, his parents didn't mind him moving in with his teacher whom he had fallen in love with, they even helped pay for the apartment and help pay rent. His ex was obviously just using him for his money and once he knew he was safe with the money he was getting from Logan's mother that he saved up he dumped him and found someone his age.

"I should call Christopher and let him know we'll be leaving soon," I said getting up from the table dropping my fork into the plate. Logan looked up from his plate and stared at me with his big blue eyes. He was the most adorable person I saw in my life, this ex of his better be hot or really stupid.

Without giving him a chance to reply I walked out of the kitchen and towards my room. We ended up falling asleep in my room last night after all the talking we did. I found my phone and looked for Chris's number so I could call him and let him know what we have planned. We just wanted to go in get his things and get out but if something popped off we had a plan and that had something to do with Chris.

I stared down at my phone and pressed on Chris's name and called him putting the phone to my ear. The phone rang a few times before Chris's sleepy voice came from the other side.

"Hello?".

"Chris? What are you still doing asleep?".

Chris yawned on the other line before speaking, "I went to sleep late last night, I was hungry after coming home from the club and decided to get some food and watch movies, didn't feel like waking up this morning and going to school".

"Alright, but be here in ten minutes we are going to Logan's apartment and getting his stuff," I told him. He replied with a whine but agreed anyway and we said our goodbyes before I hung up the phone.

I was hoping this would go as planned, I didn't want to start any trouble. If anyone puts their hands on me I knew a few people that'll kill them and make sure no one could find their bodies. I left my room stilled dressed in the clothes from last night, I needed to take a shower and get dress same with Logan, he was one size smaller than me but could still probably fit in some of my clothes. I went back into the kitchen and found him texting on his phone with a frown on his lips. He was probably texting that good for nothing ex of his.

"He is such an asshole," Logan mumbled locking his phone.

I walked more into the kitchen and over to his side, "what did he do this time?".

Logan sighed heavily and lowered his head. He was exhausted physically and emotionally I could tell, he wanted nothing more than to get this over with. I could see his shoulders shaking a bit, he was probably crying he did a lot of that last night.

"He has that fucking bitch over there," Logan said with his voice shaking. He was in so much pain and I wanted nothing more than to comfort him. I hesitated a bit but wrapped my arms around him from behind the chair. I pulled him back into my chest and stroked his hair a bit.

He seemed to relax against me and that let me know he was feeling at least a bit comforted. He was in so much pain that all he did was cry and that's something that even pained me. I knew, no I know how it feels to be unwanted to be replaced and to feel unloved. Maybe this is why we bonded faster than I did with anyone else, I wish nothing but the best for him because the best didn't happen for me. I want it to at least happen for him and I'll help in any way, I was him before actually, I'm still him till this very day.

This mission of getting his stuff is definitely not going to be easy. I wanted to march in there and give his ex a piece of my mind and then beat the living daylight out of him. It was hard to control my anger when I was this pissed about something and I swear if he tries to say something smart I'm not keeping my mouth shut. I speak my mind and he or I will be crying at the end of it.

"Don't worry I got you," I pulled away from him and smiled down at him. "Go take a shower I'll get you some clothes to wear".


After we both showered and Chris showed up at the house dressed in light faded blue jeans with a black button up shirt and white vans- we were out to Logan's apartment. Chris had a car which we were thankful for because I didn't want to take the bus and plus we had things to carry. It was a long drive from my hotel to the apartments downtown. I had a thing with apartments downtown they were all too expensive and everyone who lived downtown were either crazy or stuck up.

I didn't even know Chris knew how to drive but the more you learn about someone. It wasn't like he was in my life for long we were friends as children before he moved away and he just moved back.

I am really happy to have him back in my life, he was the only person I trusted more than Nellie. We found each other again on facebook five years after he moved and we would talk whenever we had the chance but since we lived in different time zones it was hard to do. It just made me feel better that I have him back in my life again.

During the ride I was slowly falling asleep, I was still tired. Logan was wide awake looking at the window, he was probably too stressed out to sleep and I don't blame him. If I was his parent I would never allow him to move in with a boy who was his teacher and almost twice his age, that's what I call bad parenting. I would die before I let my son who is only a high schooler move out.

That's what I hated about rich parents they barely paid attention to their children. When I was little I had an amazing childhood with my parents (note sarcasm) and with the countless nanny's that I had over the years. My parents had money but they weren't rich and it was rare to spend time with them but when I got to I had an amazing time for a day and waited months later to get a day like that again. It wasn't until I was older when I noticed that they really didn't like spending them days with me and I was the only one enjoying them. I made them stop and they really didn't take an interest in me until I came out as gay to them.


Christopher's Pov:

As I was driving to the apartment I noticed that Aaron seemed to be deep in thought. I knew that this we deep to him because he has felt this way before but for a different reason. I felt bad for Logan he was still very young I believe he was a year younger than I was and he was going through this much hurt. What the fuck was his parents thinking for allowing their fifteen-year-old son move in with someone who was twice his age? I just wanted to meet them so I could yell at them.

I glanced over to my left to find Aaron had fallen asleep he must've been still tired. I looked in the rearview looking at Logan, his eyes were glued to his phone and his fingers were typing away. I wonder who he was texting.

We just met this guy yesterday and we were helping him out. It was strange, this person is a stranger to us and yet we care so much, too much. Is it because we knew how it felt like to grow up in a broken home? My life wasn't always perfect I was an orphan in Ireland before I moved here when I was little.

My parents didn't want me, when I was born I was told my mother refused to hold me she wanted nothing to do with me. My father was a druggy and abused my mother whenever he got the chance. She took me home with her but she barely paid attention to me, when I cried she'd give me a bottle filled with liquor talk about a responsible mother am I right?

When the state found about this they took me away, placed me in many different foster homes. They didn't last long, I didn't get along with any of the children and my foster parents were only in it for the money. It wasn't until I was six years old I was saved by the Trucker family, my family, my only family. It took awhile for them to adopt me and until it was final they couldn't leave Ireland.

I couldn't trust them at first because of all the things I've been through. It was hard to even allow them to hug me, I would flinch away from them and I knew that made them sad but I couldn't help it. They taught me how to love, they showed me how much they truly cared for me. It was a tough road ahead but I learned to love and trust.

I don't know anything about Logan's household, but I couldn't help but wonder how broken it is. I wonder if his life is even broken. Maybe his parents were just stupid as hell. I did know his life was hard at the moment because of his stupid ex-boyfriend. I pulled up to the apartment complex and turned into the parking lot after the GPS told me I have reached the destination. I parked the car and woke up Aaron before getting out.

Logan put his phone in his pocket and moved over towards the stairs that led up to the second floor. We both followed him, Aaron, slower because he just woke up and wasn't really in a rush to start any drama. When he and I were best friend in elementary school before I left after fifth grade he didn't like drama and mostly kept to himself but he has changed over the years, he even started to smoke weed. I would have never thought especially with how strict his parents were.

Aaron coughed slightly. "I need a blunt," he mumbled.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, of course, he needs a blunt. He claimed it was his stress reliever. He must be stressed out at this very moment we were about to meet Logan's ex.

I glanced back at Aaron and his eyes were planted on the ground as he followed us. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in that little mind of his.

"This is it," Logan's voice forced me to look at him. He stopped in front of a red door with the number 152 on it. He went into his pockets and pulled out a key something I knew he was going to be leaving here today. He was going to be Aaron's roommate until he can find another apartment or till he could get a hold of his busy parents who seem to have no time for him.

I was going to say something but Aaron moved over towards him and lays his hand gently on his shoulder.

"Are you sure you're ready?" he asked.

Logan shook his head and put the key in the hole. "I know I'm not but I just want to get this over with," his voice was so broken he was only fifteen. He was too young to be feeling like this he was growing up too fast and he needed to understand that this was nothing and he'll get over it and probably forget about him in a month or two.

It might seem like the world now, that's how I felt about my first breakup. I thought this girl I was dating in ninth grade was my world but she wasn't. I even let her meet my family she went to our family outings and everything but then she broke up with me and started to date the captain of the basketball team. He happened to be my fucking best mate it was the worst and I thought my life was going to end.

I even left the thing I loved more than anything because of them two and I never play basketball again. And now that I'm older I realized that was the stupidest thing I did in my life. Even so, I still refused to play basketball even though I was told I could have gotten into a really good college with a sports scholarship.

My parents want me to get back into playing basketball they knew it was something I loved. I'm not going to lie I'm thinking about it but do I really want to join this school's basketball team. I already knew I wasn't going to get along with this Zason person. And it had everything to do with Aaron, I couldn't simply turn off my feelings for him.

The sound of the door opening brought me back to reality, we were seriously about to do this.


Aaron's Pov;

I felt like I need to smoke, I was so stressed and nervous. I would have to hit up my weed man after this.

When Logan opened the door to the apartment my heart was pounding in my chest. We were about to meet his asshole of an ex and his new love interest. I have never been the type to be apart of drama, but lately, I've found myself being about of everyone's drama.

I watched as Logan entered the apartment and we followed closely behind him. I could hear the tv playing coming from where I guess the living room was located. This was a huge apartment, the hallway towards the rest of the apartment was kind of long and decorated well.

I stepped into the living room and my eyes landed on the guy sitting on the couch, he wasn't that good looking. He had dark brown hair pushed back into a man bun, with blue eyes. In his hand was a beer bottle and there was a male sitting down on his lap. He is such a jerk, I just wanted to grab that beer out of his hand and smash it over his head.

"I'll help you pack," Christopher said following Logan into the room he once shared with this jerk.

While they were doing that I decided to glare at this creep, not only is he a pedo he was a fucking asshole. He seemed like the lazy someone who didn't work hard for their money. I feel bad for Logan he was just the perfect target for this man.

"So, do you just sit on your ass all day?" I asked with a smirk.

His ex-looked up from the tv and over towards me. "And who are you? Are you fucking him now?".

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, I just wanted to spit in his face. I decided to entertain myself since I was alone with him and some whore. "I don't think that's any of your business, and yeah I fucked him so well last night, said I was the best he has ever had and that you weren't pleased with that two-inch dick".

That seemed to piss him off, his pushed the whore off his lap and stood up.

"What are you going to hit me or something?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. He jumped up so quick I thought he was going to tackle me or something. "Did you use to hit Logan?".

He smirked, "I don't think that is any of your business".

I took that as a yes, I fucking hate scum like him. He reminded me so much of my father, they are both worthless scums that love using people. The rage I am feeling at this very moment is intense. I want to kill this dude in front of me.

"I'm going to tell you this one time and one time only, I have friends that can kill you and make your death look like an accident, don't come near Logan or trying to contact him, I'm making him change his number and you'll never hear from him again and when you run out of money and get kicked out of this house, I hope you have to sell your body for money and have to eat out of dumpsters".

I turned around on my heel and left the room before he could say anything. He was just stressing me out more and the more I was stressed the more I wanted to smoke. I went into the room to find Christopher and Logan packing things I decided to help them out, the faster we finish the faster when leaving this stupid place.