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Devin doesn't know about us and I'll keep things like that for as long as I can.

Mom gave birth to a boy. He looks so much like her, nothing like dad and I.

They named him Nicholas even after I made fun of his name. Ian said I was being childish, but then he pulled me aside and whispered, "Mr. lone Boy" in my ear over and over again even though I haven't been alone for a very long time.

Ian thinks we should move in together. We spend most of our time together anyway, he just can't get enough of me. Or at least that's what he says. I think he's just lonely.

I told him to get a dog like I did. He said he didn't want to because he knew I'd give in eventually.

We still call the dog, The Dog. Although, mom thinks it's stupid and she's currently searching for another name. She says once Nic is old enough to talk he'll probably come up with something and we'll go by whatever that is.

Sometimes I think it's weird that Ian and I are together. Like, really together.

It's the first real relationship I had, and I love it so much I wonder how I'd ever lived without it.

I would say I'm in love with Ian, but part of me still can't wrap my mind around the concept of love.

Ian says it's like having warm tea on a really snowy day. I think he was drunk, though. He doesn't drink as much as I thought, only on "special occasions".

I'm studying Graphic Design in the same university as him. Ian is pissed because we have zero classes together. I don't really care because I see him a lot during the rest of the day.

Dad doesn't approve of my major, but he mentioned something about needing more creative minds in the business. I never thought I'd want to work his business, but I've been working hard and I made sure that he'd be fair about it once I got there. I want to earn things for myself.

I think Nicholas is screwed, though. I feel like Dad is going to drill him on about business as soon as he can talk.

Mom jokingly says his first words will be, "CEO" or "HOD."

I hope not.

Unless it's something that he actually wants to do. That's one reason why I don't want to move in with Ian. I want to live with Nic for as long as I can.

But I know I'd have to move out eventually, and I'm slowly growing fonder of Ian's apartment. I liked it before, but now I love it. It's as if it was made for the two of us. To live there together.

Tom and Jesse got an apartment. I don't think you and I talked about them much, but they did. It's weird, thinking back on how they met right in front of me and then seeing them become something so real. Sometimes when I talk to Tom his eyes wander off to some other place. Like he's looking at something but it's not really there. I asked him once and he just blushed, then gave me a lecture on telling Devin about Ian and I.

I asked Ian if we should. He just said I was out of my mind.

He's kind of right though. I mean, he walked out of our lives, we don't owe him anything. If he finds out, let him.

I haven't heard from him at all. Nothing. Like he'd disappeared completely. I asked Ian if he thought Devin had died. He just laughed and said he saw his Facebook status change the other day.

I don't know what bothers me more. Ian having a Facebook account, or Devin using one to update his status.

Ian said he only uses it to stalk people.

Anyway, how are things in Europe? How's Raphael? Is he still denying things? You guys kissed and he still thinks he doesn't like you. Maybe you should move on to the next base, I'm sure that will change his mind.

-Nate

"Ian, I'm typing."

Ian's lips brushed the skin on my ears and I shivered regardless of the warm summer air moving through the open window.

"So?" He asked huskily. "Am I distracting you?"

I rolled my eyes. Turning around, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and pushed him aside as hard as I could.

He barely budged, but he moved away.

Reluctantly.

"Come on, let's get out of here and do something fun," he said.

"Okay, I just need to go over this. I hate typos."

He rested his chin on my shoulder as he peered at the screen in front of me.

He hummed. "I see you've mentioned my name a couple times."

I ignored the flush on my face, quickly sending the email off to Jake.

I shut my laptop and turned to Ian. "What do you have in mind?"

"The beach."

"That's hours away."

"We have time."

"You're driving."

He ruffled my hair in the way he knew I hated it. "Deal."

Ta da!

I think I should say, "The End."

But Idk. Whatever.

I hope no one's going to be too disappointed by the ending. Lol. I tried. I feel like I'm forgetting something...meh.

Okay bye!

Not really. I still have some self-promo to make. Ha. Ha.

Yeah, so check out my new story if you want. I'm going to post the prologue in a few seconds. Maybe a minute.

Thank you all for reading! It's honestly made this year 100000x more bearable than it would have been otherwise. ILY!

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