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I opened the door and there he was, in an old pair of jeans that had holes in the knees and a paint splattered shirt He stood in front of a large canvas, completely overcome by his desire to paint, that he didn’t hear me come in

Just being in the same roo out for his As if on cue he gave a small jump He turned slowly and when his silver colored eyes met my

forest green ones a smile lit up his whole face His smile eet and crooked He set down his paint and swept me up in his arht

ht explode

I pulled away first frohuman, needed to breathe Jonathon’s hand was inme close to him His sweet scentaway

“You should be hanging out with Adam and Aiden,” He said with a smile

“I know,” I sighed “But I just had to see you” I said, which wasn’t a co out the reason why I had to see him

He put the caps back on his paints so they wouldn’t dry out and then walked over to his bathroom where he washed his hands of any last traces of paint

“Well,” he said drying his hands, “We better go find your brothers before they get suspicious We don’t want theifts out do you?” Jonathon said jokingly I hit hiht I had broken my hand

“Ow,” I said, cradling my hand

“Oh, principessa you hurt your hand,” He said takingit “I didn't even feel you hit ood news is your hand isn’t broken” He chuckled He gave me my hand back which still hurt but felt better fro it “Don’t you know better than to hit a varinned

“Anyway as I was about to say before I nearly broke my hand was that hed and took my hand as he started down the old stair case It squeaked slightly

My brothers, Danny, and Mason here I had left them “You found lover boy,” exclaimed Mason

“Yes,” I said rolling my eyes Mason chuckled

“What do you guys want to do today?” I asked, addressing Adam and Aiden