When the blonde got home luckily his parents were still asleep. So was his brother Ben. Alison however didn't sleep at all. She was in fear that her little brother wouldn't make it back in the middle of the night.

The opposite for the brunette. When he opened his door and stepped in there was a note on the fridge. It read. Colby, you weren't sneaky going out late. I heard you. I just hope you were being safe. I had to go into work early this morning and I'm working a double shift so I won't be home til late. No parties Colby. I mean it haha. Love you. Xoxo -Momma

The Brunette smiled knowing that his mother, while still stressed, us so caring and loving to him. She'd give him the world if she could.

The blonde raced upstairs to his room and too off his sweatshirt. He hanged into a pair of shorts real quick and ran to his bed flopping over and pulling the blanket over him. He closed his eyes as he heard footsteps coming closer. His door opened and his mom poked her head through the door

"Sam ifs time to get up,"

"But we don't have school," he tried to make it sound like he had just woken up

"You can't just sleep all day and do nothing," his mother said before leaving.

He got up out of bed and dressed into some sweatpants and a new tee shirt.

The brunette who was just down the road was making the best of his morning. He made himself a bowl of cereal and ate it while watching random shows that were airing this early in the morning.

The blonde shoved the last bite of slightly burnt toast into his mouth before rushing back up to his room. He grabbed his phone and typed out a message to send to the brunette.

:hey! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out again later?

He hesitated before hitting send. The brunette replied almost instantly and said "Definitely! What time?" 

:maybe like two-ish?

The brunette agreed

The blonde went downstairs to ask his parents if they had anything planned for the general time area. He then followed a question asking if he could go out later. They both said yes.

The brunette knew that his mother wouldn't mind him hanging out with a friend. She just hates parties. At least in her house. The house was small, sorta run down. A few holes in the wall, clusters of paperwork, as laundry everywhere. She was embarrassed to be liking like this but they didn't have a choice.

They two boys then waited for 2:00 to come around so they could hang out again with each other. They both enjoyed the company and happiness that they brought to each other.