Parker

sleep over!

"this one" parker pointed out.

"ok. this was a great date. i had a ton of fun" sean smiled and there hand relieved

"yeah thank you so much sean" parker was shy and blushed. parker turned to walk into the building but ran over to sean and gave him a tight hug. sean hugged back and enjoyed the nice moment. they released and parker kissed sean on the cheek. sean blushed a tiny bit but tryed not to let it show.

"thanks" sean said cheekily. 

"if you want you can come inside till you cab arrives" parker offered

"yeah ok" they walked inside and parker lead them to his flat

"its really shitty im sorry" parker said before he opened the door.

"yeah no problem dude" parker opened the door to his sad kitchen and living room. there was a small kitchen but nice for one person i geuss. there was an old couch and to bean bags in front of a small tv on a bookshelf with a few books, some text books, other music and just 2 or 3 fictions. there was a door off the the side and a staircase to another.  

(the flat. i'm so sorry for the shit art i've out in front of you (>-<)

"you want the tour?" parker offered. sean nodded and then parker showed off his living room.

"this is where i play wiiu." he pointed to the bean bags

"and where i learned to cook" he metchened to the kitchen. he opened the door.

"bathroom." sean looked in to see a small shower with a toilet next a sink a sad broken mirror hanging above and a towel rack.

"that's the only window that opens" he laughed. they then walked up the stairs into a room, with a weird desk and another bookshelf filled with notebooks. he had a ukulele hanging above the desk and two queen sized mattress on the floor. there was a plain old dresser with a tone of dried flowers on top. sean look at the walls to see drawing and posters covering every inch. there was a small bedstead with a laptop and several pill bottles. parker walked over to the desk and plugged something in. the room lit up with little fairy lights making the place look magical.

"woooow" was all sean could say.

"the desk is made out of a door that was in the flat when i moved in"

"thats you cool" they then started to talk like they have all night and when sean looked at the time it was far too late to get a cab.

"parker look at the time" sean said with a joking tone. parker was confused and looked at his phone

"well shit man." parker blakely exclaimed

"do you mind if i stay here man? i'm sorry"

"umm.. sure i guess you can sleep on the couch let me grab you a blanket"

"thanks. sorry to be a bother"

"oh no you're not a bother!" parker wanted t make that very clear. sean walked over to the shelf.

"man do you mind if i look in your books?"

"no not really" parker said walking down stairs. sean picked up a random one and started to flip through it. parker was an amazing artist and the book was filled to the brim. there was also pages with random thoughts, and some were filled with great lyrics. parker came back up stairs.

"wow your an amazing artist parker!"

"thanks not a lot of people have seen my work" parker smiled. one of the few things parker was proud of was his art.

"will you draw me?" sean got excited

"ok but then i have to go to bed i have go get up at six" sean nodded and made a funny pose on the bed.

"sit up straight you doogh!"

"but im not straight" sean laughed at his own joke and then sat up. parker sighed at the bad joke and grabbed a notebook and started to draw. a few minute later parker laughed in relief and got up from the bed

"done" he smiled and sean jumped up in joy.

(this is what sean looks like)

"yay! yet me seeeeeeee" he whined. parker turned the book to show the beautiful boy.

"i love it! can i keep it?"

"why do you want it?"

"because than i can start to have a wall as great as yours"sean wincks. parker rips out the paper and hands it to sean.

"there now i have to go to bed!" sean noded and headed down the stairs saying good night as he went. parker slugged himself on his bed thinking of the past few hours. sean walked over to the couch and sat down he looked around pondered the everything in his mind. he wondered how long parker has lived here and why? this place is sad and has no life why would someone live here? he thought about parker's drawings. some where so happy of cute people. there were a lot of faces and portrait drawings. but there were others that were so sad. there were some with red wrists and lot had blood. some the people looked so lonely and sad. there was one that stood out to sean it was a boy with no hands sitting on a cloud. why did parker draw that. as he thought he decided it wasn't really any of his business and fell asleep.