October 19th 4:12 PM 

Devon’s POV 

“Devon, get ready, you have to go to your father’s,” My mother said from the door, “make sure to tell him, his girlfriend is a bitch.” 

She constantly uses me as a messenger for dad, and its never a good word, its always to bully dad’s girlfriend, Via. I just went up to my room to grab my stuff. 

I heard my mom yell from the kitchen, “Devon, your shithead of a father is here!” I quickly shoved my phone into my bag with a few pairs of clothes, a notebook and my jersey. 

“Coming!” 

I ran to the door; dad was standing on the patio waiting for me. “Finally, let’s get going Devon,” he said as i walked through the doorway. 

I got in his car, “Anything new with you and Via?” 

I saw him hesitate, then say, “If i tell you, you have to act surprised when Via tells you, alright?” I nodded, “Via is... pregnant,” My jaw fucking dropped. 

“She’s, WHAT?! Pregnant?” He didn’t look to happy, “Dad, shouldn’t you be happy?” 

“I am, just, frankly, i don’t want another kid, you're already 17, and i was a horrible father to you when you were a kid, and i don’t want to accidentally fuck up another kid.” 

“You won't fuck it up,” I smiled softly as he started to get near his house, “and i will pretend to be surprised.” 

We got into the driveway and Via was standing in the doorway, holding her belly, i was trying to pretend like i didn’t know what that meant. “Hey Devon,” She had that soft usual smile, it felt so open. 

“Hi Via, whatcha doin’?”   

Her eyes widened, and she quickly moved her hand away, “Love,” dad said softly, and pointed to me, “He knows.” 

“I didn’t to be there when you told him?” Her voice rung with sarcastic sadness. 

“I can pretend i don’t know anything,” I put my hands up in a mock surrender. 

“No, you don’t have to do that. Just wish i got to be there when he told you i am pregnant,” She gave a small smirk and elbowed him in the stomach, he gave a sarcastic “Ow”, I just went up to my room. 

I opened the notebook and read through a few pages of entries. I had a few sticky notes on some pages, one page was from when i was 9, another when i was 13, and around 7 more by my 17th birthday, the most recent being on an entry from about a week ago.  

October 14th I saw Asher today, he was a little more smiley towards me, he wore a t-shirt, had his sweater tied around his waist, even though it was a little too cold to be wearing a t-shirt, he was, i laughed when i saw him shiver, he looked cute like that, he ended up putting his sweater on during 3rd period.  

I closed it after reading that, i put it back in my bag, i shouldn’t feel like this about him, he’s a boy, I’m a boy, i shouldn’t be attracted to a boy, that’s wrong... 

“Devon, this weekend, Via and I are going on a little trip, before the baby is born, so you will have the house to for 3 days, Friday through Sunday, we will be back Sunday night, you can throw a party for all i care, just clean up.” 

“One, you want me to throw a party, don’t you, and two, are you going to propose to Via?” 

“One, enjoy what little of enjoyment you can have here Devon, and two, keep your voice fucking down, but yes,” He smiled softly as he pulled a small box from his pocket, it had a ring, not cheap at all, maybe 3 thousand?  

“I’ll throw a party, if you provide drinks,” I smirked. 

“Devon, your 17, but fine, the mini fridge in the garage will be filled before i leave,” he put the ring box back in his pocket, “this will be our little secret.” 

October 22nd 7 PM 

I knew I was a little tipsy, okay maybe a lot tipsy, i could barely walk straight, i almost fell over, but Asher caught me, “Dev, you, okay? You almost fell over.” 

I just whispered, “You’re really cute,” I had a goofy drunken smile. 

He smiled softly at me, i dragged him towards the game of do or drink, i pulled him down to sit beside me, “Dev, what are you doing?” 

“We are joining now,” I replied, out of the corner of my eye, I could see Danny and Mason kissing, something i really wanted to do with Asher, i probably wouldn’t if i was sober, but i had drinks in my system. 

“Youngest goes first,” Someone put their hand up and Jason (the one who brought the game) turned the deck to them. 

They read the card out loud, “Sit on the person to the lefts.... lap, or quit the game,” They hesitantly looked to their left, their face turned red, they got up and left.  

“Who is the next youngest?” Asher raised his hand; Jason turned the deck towards him. 

“Let a player give you a hickey anywhere on your body, or drink twice?” He turned to me, then turned his head to Jason, “Do i get to choose or is it random?” 

“Your choice.” 

“I pick Devon then,” I felt my face heat up quickly, i may have been tipsy but holy fuck. 

I moved closer to Asher and leaned into his neck, i had never done this before, i didn’t even know if i was doing it right, i just softly sucked on his neck, just hard enough to leave a hickey. 

There were around 6 more rounds, and then came my turn, i picked up the card and read it aloud, “Kiss the person to your left passionately or quit the game.” 

“Is Devon Pass a pussy or not, we will find out soon,” Jason joked, I turned to my left, i faced Asher. 

“You know you want to Devon,” He smirked. I slowly stood up, he looked sorta disappointed, until i pulled him up with me. 

“I didn’t want to do it sitting down,” I stood up on my toes, my smile widening rapidly.  

I kissed him, it felt like fireworks erupting in my chest as i did. I fucking love him so much, i don't think it’s the alcohol making me think this, i love Asher Henry Kade.