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"It makes sense on why you want me to go shopping with you, so you can change everything," He teased, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. "Yes, sir."
"Of course that's why." He shrugged, waving him goodbye while we kept walking. "I'll text you when my class is over."
"My clothes aren’t that bad," he said while rolling his eyes and nodded, leaning into his side as they walked. "Sounds good. I already told my siblings that you will probably be staying so."
"I'm just messing with you, babe. I like the way you dress." He placed his hand on Evan's waist. "Alright, cool. See you there, then?"
He narrowed his eyes over at him and playfully pushed him. “I don’t dress horribly and you didn’t seem to mind wearing my clothes the night we went out to the club place. You’re terrible.”
"And why do you think no one hit on me? It wasn't because you were there." He shrugged, moving his arms and wrapping his hand around the other's wrist. "I'll text my dads and tell them I'm spending the night at your place."
Shoving his hands in his pockets, he began walking beside him down the hallway. “Yes, or you can go home, since you will need clothes, but it’s up to you.”
"I can't wear your clothes?" He raised his eyebrows at him. "Wait -- Nevermind. You dress horribly, I need my clothes. Maybe you could borrow some of mine, actually." He laughed, elbowing him playfully.
"Almost." He said quirking up a brow. "I know, I just don’t want them flipping about it. I’ll try to cook us something tonight. But I’ll have pizza on speed dial just in case."
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." He grinned, closing his locker and started walking down the hallway. "Should I call them and tell them I'm spending the night with you?"
"Sorry," He said with a small smile when hearing that he scared him. Smiling bigger at his response, he gave him a nod, leaning in to peck his lips. "Great. Your dads will be fine with it, right?"
He smirked and leaned closer, kissing the other's lips. "Well, of course. I'm not a baby anymore, you know. I'm almost 18. I'm practically an adult already." He shrugged.
Spotting Devon by his locker, Evan snuck up behind him, placing a kiss on his cheek and leaning against the locker beside his. “My parents are leaving tonight for some premier thing, they’ll be gone until Monday. How do you feel about staying until then? If your dads will let you, of course.”
Devon had his earphones on and didn't notice when Evan walked close to him and almost jumped when he felt the other's lips on his cheek. "You scared me." He took his earphones off, smiling at him. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the other's words. "Yeah, I'd love that. Spending almost an entire week with you? That'd be awesome."
Evan got out of the car and followed Devon towards the entrance. “I probably won’t need it a lot, though.”
"True, but just in case, you know? You can't ever be too careful." He said as they got inside the bar.
"It would be stupid if I didn’t, huh?" He asked while turning his head to look at Devon as he parked the car.
"Right. Of course. It was a stupid question." He opened the door of the car, getting out of it and watching towards the pub with Evan by his side.
Evan turned on the radio, sitting back more, running his fingers through his wet hair.
Devon parked the car at the street in front of a local pub. "Did you bring your fake ID?"
"I won’t be." He leaned back against his seat.
"Alright then." He said as he started driving.
"I don’t know. That’s also why you’re driving." Evan said as he made his way to the car and got in.
"Don't be surprised if we end up in Mexico." He said while starting the car.
"I’m not lazy. I’m just not wanting to drive anymore until you get drunk and I have to."
"You're not wanting to drive because you're lazy." He said, walking towards the car, opening the door and getting inside. "Where are we going again?"
"Because I said so. And I don’t want to."
"Fine. You're lazy."
Evan began following him down the stairs. “Would you really?” He asked as he grabbed his keys out of his pocket and handed them to Devon. “You’re driving.”
He frowned when the boy handed him the keys. "Why?"
"You were an ass. It was your fault." He said while walking back towards his door. "I don’t think you would hurt me."
"I'm always an ass. You don't stop talking to me everytime I'm an ass." He shrugged, walking towards the stairs. "I wouldn't be so sure if I were you."
Evan ran his hands up and down his boyfriend’s chest. “You were rude that day. Really rude.” He kissed him once more before pulling back. “I wouldn’t hurt you.”
He allowed the boy to pull away, smirking at him. "I was not. I was joking and you took things too serious. Not my fault." He shrugged. "You wouldn't but I would definitely hurt you."
