"While we're able to talk, and Michael hasn't invaded the house and raided the fridge yet," He started, "It would be nice, knowing what you feel. Knowing that... A child is mine. I see the way you look at him, and you look like he's the best thing in the world, even though he was... an accident. I hate to say it, but it's true. Plus, I don't want to rush you or anything. And by the way, if we do, this time, I WILL be there. I don't care if it's the most... disgusting thing in the world," he laughed, "I'll be there for you." All of a sudden, The guys walked in. "Moving off that subject," I said awkwardly. Zach picked Carter up, swirled him around, and said "Did you miss your uncle Zach?" I laughed, telling him he was not the uncle. "Am too." "Nuh-uh." "Yuh-huh." Everyone just stood there and chuckled, as we fought like four year olds. "What's for lunch?" Zach and Nathan said in unison. Michael had wandered off. "Don't you guys have your own house... and fridge... and food... and not to mention, don't you guys make insanely large amounts of money?" "Yes... But you keep Cameron away from us, so this is fair trade." Zach was DEFINITELY the brother I never wanted, or even had. "Glad to know I'm about as important as food, guys, it means a lot." I couldn't tell if it was sarcasm or not, but I had to laugh anyways. After they stole Cameron from me for band practice, The house was actually quiet. I jogged up the stairs to my old bedroom. I'd only spent a little while in it, but ...
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