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Theodore was now fourteen, his dad bought him a phone, not knowing he already has one. Theodore decided that the upgrade was needed and wrapped the phone he was borrowing from his friend Andy in bubble wrap. He took a sticky note and wrote: ‘This is my new number: ***-***-****’ and put it on the bubble wrap, soon putting it into a box, writing Andy’s address and putting it next to the mailbox, hoping that Andy would actually open it. It’s been about a month and he now gets a text that reads, ‘Hey Theo! It’s Andy, your BFF, hopefully still ur BFF.’ Theodore smiles when he reads it. ‘Yes ur still 1 of my BFFs Andy.’ He texts back, getting a smile emoji as a reply. He soon gets a text that reads, 'Hey, Theo, haven’t talked to you in a while.’ Theodore clicks on the number, not recognizing it. He texts, ‘Who is this, i if this is u Boris, then how the fuck did u get my number u piece of shit?’ The anonymous messenger texted, ‘Who the fuck is Boris? I’m not telling you who I am just yet.’ Theodore rolled his eyes, assuming it was Boris being an asshole and shut his phone off, laying down on his bed and yawning.
~Small time skip~
It was about one in the morning, Theodore was still awake. There was a pebble thrown at his window, he got up and looked out the window to see his junkie friend, Boris Pavlikovsky. He opened the window and put his hand out for Boris, almost as if it were routine. Boris grabbed his hand. Theodore lifted him into his room and sat back down onto his bed. “Hey.” Theodore said. Boris sat next to him and pulled a joint out of his pocket. “Wassup, Potter?” Boris’ accent was very strong, Boris lit the joint and took a puff. “How were you texting me earlier? I haven't given you my new number yet.” Theodore asked, taking his own puff of the joint. Boris looked at him, looking high, but confused. “O czym ty kurwa mówisz?” Boris asked, he taught Theodore some polish,so he was able to translate it. “You weren’t texting me?” He asked, taking a longer puff of the joint. Boris shook his head before kissing Theodore, his hand on the other’s waist. Theodore hummed when Boris mumbled, “Jesteś taki gorący..” He soon broke the kiss, now looking at the brunette in the eyes. “May I have your number, Potter?” He asked, Theodore was soon to comply, grabbing a sticky note and writing his number. Boris smiled, putting the sticky note on the side table and starting to cuddle Theodore. Theodore cuddled back happily. “How’s Kotku?” He asked, Boris shrugged, “I dunno… I broke up with the slut days ago.” Theodore sighed and rested his back gently.
~The next morning~
Theodore woke up to see Boris’ hand on his waist. He felt Boris’ breath on the back of his neck, he also smelt it, and it smells horrible. Theodore hums and tries to push Boris’ hand off of his waist, only to be pulled closer. “ Boris..” Theodore mumbled, his hand on Boris’. Boris just grumbled nonsense and kissed his neck gently. “Go.. sleep..” he mumbled, continuing to suck on his friend's neck. Theodore just hummed, gripping his hand tighter. Boris started nibbling on his neck, making Theodore moan softly. “B… Boris, we gotta get ready for school..” He said softly. Boris grumbled and let go of Theodore, sitting up and stretching. Theodore checked his phone and saw a text from three hours ago saying, ‘Good morning, you should still be asleep, but just wanted to say good morning’ Theodore smiled a bit and walked over to his closet, starting to get dressed. Boris watched him get dressed, knowing that they’ve fucked before and that he doesn’t mind. “I’m so tired, oh my god..” Theodore whined as he pulled his shirt over his head. “Тобі треба було залишитися роздягненою..” Boris said as he hugged Theodore’s waist from behind. He didn’t understand what the other said. Theodore hummed, “Hm?” Boris just did his casual, loud, “Hah!” with a smile. Theodore put his phone in his pocket and put his round glasses on. “Поттере, ми маємо ходити до школи? Я не хочу... Це так нудно..” Boris whines, but Theodore just sighs. “We have to go to school, I don’t care if it’s boring for you, we skipped too many times.” He said, almost rolling his eyes. Boris grumbles and opens the door for Theodore. Theodore says a quick thanks and walks down to the living room. His father was asleep with a bottle of beer in his hand while his dad’s girlfriend was in the kitchen smoking. Her name was Xandra, she was alright. “Hey kiddo’s. Breakfast is on the table,” she says, her blonde hair in a high ponytail. Theodore nods and sits on one of the chairs, starting to eat his eggs and bacon, Boris does the same.
~Time skip~
They were now at school, Theodore was sitting in his usual seat. Boris wanted to sit next to Theodore, so he bribed someone so he could sit next to him. The teacher was doing the lesson, not caring about the switched seats. Theodore got a text, his notifications were on silent so nobody heard it, but he felt it. He sneakily checked it, it was from Andy, ‘Hey, you are probably in school, but it’s lunch for me, just wanted to say hi, the Barbour’s miss you, man.’ Theodore almost smiled, but he put his phone away.
~Time skip~
The two were now at Theodore’s house. “Dad, we should go on a vacation to New York, I haven’t been there in a year, I sort of miss it,” he says. His dad sighs, “Theo, kid, you know how I feel about that place.” Theodore looks upset, “Please, just for three days,” he begs, using puppy dog eyes to get his way. His dad sighs again. “Only if Boris comes with, I want you to have a friend that’s not only that weird Andy kid,” he says, looking at Boris. Boris nods, “I’ll come with.” Boris smiles, Theodre’s dad smiling back at him. “I’ll book a flight for tomorrow then, start packin’ your bags, kids.” Theodore’s dad soon says, now going onto his phone and looking for flight. The two go up to Theodore’s room, soon starting to pack. Well, they usually share clothes, so Theodore was doing the packing. Theodore took the chance to text Andy, ‘Guess what’ Andy soon replied with a, ‘What?’ he texted, ‘I’M COMIN TO NEW YORK!!!!!!!!’ Andy took a bit to reply, ‘WOOOOOOOOOOO!’ Theodore smiled and put his phone on the charger, moving the suitcase to the side of the room and hopping on his bed. Boris took the chance to launch himself onto the bed and pull Theodore down with him. “Let us cuddle,” he said, soon getting a nod from the other boy, letting him cuddle. “We’ve got a big day tomorrow.” Theodore said, taking his glasses off and putting them on the nightstand. Boris nodded and kissed Theodore’s neck gently. They both soon fall asleep.
~End of Chapter 1~